Bun Bun

Chapter 19 - Return of Bun Bun

Disclaimer: I do not own Ouran High School Host Club, it rightfully belongs to Bisco Hatori. I only claim ownership of Mayu Ishikawa (a.k.a. Bun Bun) and the Ishikawa Family and various others that appear. This story is inspired by Desire Climax and Kaichou-wa Maid-Sama. (More fluff and fluffy lime!)

Chapter 19 - Return of Bun Bun

Scents wafted through the air, they traveled on unseen currents, a pale nose twitched, red eyes fluttered open, and the woman sat up. Her body still ached, her hair was sticking out in every direction, the dark circles under her eyes had lessened, and she blinked around blearily. "Food?" She sniffed lightly, "Soup. Vegetable soup with rice." Her stomach growled, she chuckled, pulled the covers off, and realized that they were all wet. "Oh, looks like I have to do laundry today." When she stood up, she could feel the sweat on her skin, "Ugh, I need a bath first." She went to her armoir, looked around, and grabbed another nightgown, it was constructed of white cotton with orange and brown maple leaves scattered throughout, there was lace trimmed on the hem and the edges of the lingerie. This time she grabbed her matching tanga panties, she headed into the bathroom, placed her items on the sink, stripped, and turned the faucet on.

The sound of running water drew Mori's attention, he turnd off the stove, headed into the bedroom, and poked his head inside the bathroom. "Mayu?" Her bare backside greeted him, his lower torso was more fast acting as it made his jeans become uncomfortably tight while his face followed suit with a tinge of pink, he quickly whipped around so that she wouldn't catch him. What made things even worse was that Mayu hadn't heard him as the bath salts were tossed in, once the water was perfect, she submerged herself in it, and Mori moved away from the bathroom. His breathing had deterioted at a speedy rate, until he could get it under control, he couldn't set foot in front of her. It was many more minutes, he knocked on the frame, she told him to come in, and he took a seat on the edge of the tub. "How are you feeling?"

"Better." He stared at her disheveled appearance, she forgot to wet her hair before he came in, and he slipped his phone from his pocket. He snapped a photograph, she blinked a few times, "That's an awful photo."

"No it's not." She shrugged, "When I look at it, I see how someone who is strong and very beautiful, someone who shows her emotions for all the world to see; even the emotions that aren't loving." Mayu's face turned red, he smiled, picked up the sponge, and began to wash her once his phone was safely away. "Do you feel up to eating something?" Her stomach rumbled which made her blush turn even darker, if it was at all possible, and he laughed, "I'll take that as a yes." Mayu relaxed in the tub while he scrubbed her and she mumbled something, "Hm?"

"I said that one day you'll be able to be in here with me." His face heated up while hers abated, "I need to wash my sheets and blankets."

"I'll do it."

"Along with my other clothes."

"I'll do it, just tell me how." She nodded as he finished, he got up, turned, and looked at her as he snatched her undergarment, instead of being angry, she looked at him with confusion. "I'll keep these, you're not going to need them since you're feeling better." Still there was no blush, it was as if she placed them carelessly there for him to take. Mori left, a smirk slid on her face, she got up, drained the tub, rinsed off, then grabbed a towel, she wrapped it around her body, patted it, and then dried off. The nightgown was slipped over her head, she padded through the apartment to the kitchen, she took a seat with her feet tucked under her.

Mori placed a bowl of soup down in front of her, she inhaled the scent, and she could feel her mouth water at the thought of actually eating something for once. Mayu tentatively took a small sip, waiting for her stomach to fuss at her, and when it didn't she took a few more sips. However she was only able to eat a quarter of the bowl before wanting to feel too full, with that Mayu excused herself from the table, she was going to head back into the bedroom until Takashi's hands wrapped around her waist. "Where are you going?" he asked in a quiet whisper.