I Think I Want You.

Healing Time {Part 2}

Sanemi Pov

I'm following Tomioka. Why? Why am I following him? I simply want to make sure that he gets his medication safely. That's all.

I continued to follow Tomioka before I saw a hand reach out of a room we were passing and grab his wrist, pulling him in. I slightly flinched, jumping back, pure shock running in my veins.

Who was that?! Or more importantly what was that?! Calm down, Sanemi. It was a human hand. Just listen, listen to the conversation.

I moved closer to see if I could hear any talking, and I quietly stood against the door, listening.

' Hey there Tomioka, ' I could hear someone say, it was Uzui.

' Can I help you, Tengen..? ' I heard Tomioka manage to mutter. He sounded uncomfortable. His voice was raspy and he sounded as if he were on the verge of tears.

' How have you been? ' Uzui was stalling, being random as usual.

' Cut to the chase, what do you want? '

' I've noticed how close you and Shinazugawa have gotten. ' I felt my heart jump out of my chest. He noticed?! Of course he noticed!

' Yeah. What about it? It's not your business. Get out of my hair. ' I snickered hearing that come from Tomioka.

' Oh? What's with the sass Tomioka? I was just curious why. '

' Tomioka. '  I was more cautious now, hearing the tone in Uzui's voice, he was being serious.

' What..? '

' Can I kiss you? '

Absolutely not. Him?! Kissing Tomioka?! Fuck no! Uzui is not going to kiss whats mine. Doesn't he have 3 wives?! Go toy with them bitch!

I slammed the door open, immediately grabbing Tomioka and keeping him close. Mine. Mine only. He was no one else's, he was mine. No one should dare to toy with him. I was pissed, it felt like smoke was radiating off of the top of my head.

Suddenly, I just started yelling, so did he. We were arguing and because of how pissed I was, I didn't notice Tomioka crying. Selfish. I was so selfish. No way he'd want to be with someone like me. I didn't take time to see how he felt, I was being selfish just deciding the answer for him. I'm a fool.

Next thing i knew, Shinobu and Tomioka were leaving after she yelled at us, I was throwing fists at Uzui, it was a fist fight. I got hit in the gut a few times, once in the face, and a few times in the side. I did more damage to him than he did to me, and holy hell I was happy to know I did damage. Lesson learned bitch.

A little had passed, master Oyakata-Sama had found us fighting and was clearly mad. We were both punished and got in trouble. But i had went to see Shinobu to get cleaned up, and she told me something that'd shock me.

' Tomioka-San hates yelling, you know. ' She said to me, voice more naturally calm, a strain of protectiveness and anger in it.

' He does?! ' I responded, I was stunned. Who knew he hated yelling? He must have sensitive ears. Apologize. I needed to apologize. I thanked Shinobu and asked for directions to his estate.

After a good 30 minutes of walking, I made it. It was extremely isolated. He must really hate us, I feel horrible.

I walked up to the door and knocked, hoping he'd answer, when he opened the door a few minutes later, he was in his pajamas and he was hugging his pillow. He had tired eyes and a bed head, it was adorable. I couldn't help but laugh. Sure enough, he scolded me for yelling and told me to come in.

I went inside and sat down on the couch while he grabbed his hair brush and hair tie. I liked what he did with the place. The color combination was beautiful, the house was plain and simple, but still just as enough decorated. He matched him perfectly. As I was looking around, he was putting his hair in a high ponytail. I looked at him, and parted my lips to talk.

' Shinobu told me you hate yelling. ' I managed to mutter.

He looked at me a little shocked, as if he didn't want Shinobu to tell me.

' Yeah..? So what? '

' I want to apologize for yelling so loud. Back at the room with Uzui. '

An apology. That felt great to get out, it felt amazing actually. It was nice to be able to apologize, and not say something mean to him.

He nodded, it was a reassuring nod. As if he was telling me it was okay, or that I didn't know. But I still felt guilty. His lips. His lips looked amazing. Were they always looking so.. kissable?

The two of us hugged, and all I could think about that night was the way I softly planted my hand on his face, and one hand on his hip. He slightly flinched at the contact. When he realized I was trying to kiss him, he leaned in as well till our lips met and we closed our eyes. He wrapped his arms around my neck, leaning in deeper to the kiss. We pulled away for a moment and we smiled and chuckled a bit as our foreheads rested on each others. Then we went back into another shorter kiss and I stayed the night and his place after he fell asleep on me at the couch.