Birds of Different Feather Flocking together

Part 3, Scene seven

(The sun was shining brightly and the birds twitted a familiar melody, the weather was favorable this morning, fairly enough)...

Utahime: (Her eyes twitched as she turned from side to side embracing the bed she slept on, it was so soft and it had a really nice scent, she was dreaming of sleeping in the most comfortable bed she had ever layed on, which obviously was reality, she peered through her eyelids a little and she noticed that the environment was strange then she closed her eyes again still relaxed, she remembers the last night and how wasted she was, then she thought, maybe she was at Meimei's house. But then again the bed was awfully two big to be a guests bed only. Then she turned to look up, and to her surprise, the ceiling was way high up, painted pure white and it looked too extravagant, so she sat up and she Recongnizes the scent of the room, it was very familiar. She got out of the bed an wore her shoes, her bag was just on the fancy table besides the bed and the room was pretty big too)... (she looked in her bag and checked her phone and there were nine missed calls and four texts from Shoko at 2 am, [wait a minute] she then realised that she was never with Shoko or Meimei through the texts, the last night [where are my?])... (She took her bag to run out of the room, and as she opened the door she was shocked the house was enormous and glamorous it was like a celebrity's home!)... (she walked out of the room)... (the house was painted and decorated with mixtures of white, black, gold and royal blue. The metal fittings where all gold with the flower vases too. All with healthy royal blue roses with fresh green petals sprouted from within. The wall was mainly white and black, with little gold patterns added to the colour mixture the design was truly a fabulous work of perfection to behold)... (she was lost in trance admiring the beauty of the building as she went down the stairs into the living room). (approaching it, she observed the furniture they were gold and white to match with some black and white cushion pillows some black and white and some royal blue feathered. She moved further in into the living room and she saw a fancy looking bed-like coach at least that's what she taught it was and someone was laying there although she couldn't see the person because the person was wrapped in a white fabric, so as she approached,  she removed the wrapper slowly, she saw a familiar white hair although she didn't come to the realization just yet, until she completely removed the cover from his face then it struck her)... (she screamed in shock)...

Gojo: (This jolted him back to life from a wonderful dream he seemed to be having)... (he stood up) What is it?

Utahime: What the?

Gojo: Oh you gave me a scare for a second there! You were wasted last night so I brought you h- (he noticed she wasn't listening like she was hypnotized). Utahime!

Utahime: (she didn't know, her mind had wondered off to observe the being of perfection before her, he's mask wasn't on, he was shirtless and worse, his boxers so low exposing, an extensive view of his torso, not to mention his well-toned musclar body and broad shoulders all detailed and toned to perfection just the right thickness for his height and body build and then we're his eyelids as he just woke from his sleep, they looked so pale and weak, with his blue pupils shining bright as an ocean view, his white long lashes almost covering those pupils, this godlike perfection could never be rivaled)... (she'd never seen him like this, he was so breath taking this made her blush hard, her face completely red and what made it even more embarrassing was the dream she had about him a day ago, which flashed back in her memory)

Gojo: Uta-hi-me! (in his normal teasing tone)

Utahime: ugh! (she just realized she's been staring the whole time unknown to her that she was nose bleeding, she felt so embarrassed) Uhm I-I ?!

Gojo: (Smiles) like what you see?

Utahime: huh? N- (wipes her need)

Gojo: Oh no don't sweat it! You can always stop by, anytime you need it. I'll be sure to give you every bit of it. (he kept an innocent face using that tone of his, that always stirred something up "in any woman he'd use it on).

Utahime: shut up! (she felt flustered).

Gojo: you sure? you're nose bleeding, you won't regret it! It's gonna be way better than any you've ever had (gives a smirk he truly enjoyed teasing her).

Utahime: (she hated it there was something about his evil smirk that made him look hotter and she hated the way it made her feel though. She wiped the blood out with her attire again, it left stain on it. ) I'm done here (as she turns to leave he began laughing).

Gojo: Try not to think about this much when you're alone okay! (he said amusingly).

Utahime: You good for nothing- (she stormed out).

Gojo: Hey where you going? won't you stay back a little, freshen-up and get something to eat, huh?

Utahime: Forget about it, pervert! (she yelled back at him).

Gojo: (exhales) sheesh! She's so stuck up! (although he felt a self satisfaction that she was actually attracted to him though she'd never admit it, normally what could he say no woman could stand him, and he felt his looks could cover for his lack of good manners in his half-assed relationships)... (he was a spoiled brat due to is background so who would blame him)... (But he had made up his mind: now that he's able to make Utahime fall for him he needs to find a way play her into his trap. To him, she was a proud woman who thinks she so better than him, pretending not to be moved by his looks, though he couldn't careless about how things could end he thought of it as an opportunity to prove; he's the best, to her and tease her more about her weaknesses, that's all!).