StarLit / Yaoi

StarLit / Chapter 15

I glared at the blonde haired boy from my side of the table. Since Yuki took the guest room, I've had to room with the American. The reason being, Ayase knows about Yuki and I so she made sure we were separated. As for why Drew isn't in the guest room with Yuki, that's because Ayase thought it would be better to give him some space. Kioko is a girl so that would be strange and thus, he's in my room.

It's not particularly the worst thing in the world, it's just annoying. I prefer all the lights to be off so it's pitch black, be seems to want some light in the world. Another thing is he snores. Not just a bit of noise here and there, it's like he's losing oxygen. Every once in a while he cough or choke trying to get his breath back, then it's quiet again for a little while.

So here we sat, just two days after he moved into our home (my parents left for Italy) and he's already causing issues. But don't get me wrong, he was fairly popular among the other three. It was just his room mate, me, who was finding it difficult to like him. It's not like he was a bad person, he was just really messing with my sleep schedule. And because if everything involving Yuki I hadn't gotten that much sleep lately.

So here we sat, me glaring at him through my baggy eyes as he ate a pile high of pancakes and bacon. He stated at me looking confused. No doubt he was curious as to what I was glaring at him for. Finally be broke my silent glare by demanding why I was doing it. I answered, "I'm tired" and left it at that.

"Your always tired" Kioko groaned as she stumbled into the room. "What's for breakfast?"

"Bacon" I grumbled. I hated this choice in breakfast too. I just wanted to go back to our traditional Japanese breakfasts again. Not this crap.

She involuntarily stuck her tongue. "This again?"

"Wha's wrong with id?" Ayase butted in with a face full of syrupy pancakes.

Kioko made a face. "I don't want to eat something this sweet in the morning"

Ayase cocked a brow and gestured behind her. "Kitchens that way, dear"

My sister gave her a chilling, sarcastic smile and walked into the kitchen. I followed.

"Kioko," I started, whispering. She gave me a look, which I ignored. "Can I sleep in your room tonight?"

"What? No! Why?"

I placed a finger over my lips to silence her in case Ayase was eavesdropping on our conversation. "Drew snores like a dying cow. I'm really tired, come on. Just one night of good sleep?"

She made a disgusted face and poured some juice from the fridge. "No. Sleep in the living room if your that desperate. Take the futon Drew is sleeping on and let him have the bed"

My dead eyes stared into hers. "I don't want to sleep in the living room"

"Then sleep in Yasuma's room"

"Can't" my face blushed involuntarily at the thought of sleeping beside Yuki. "We're... You know... Kind of a thing"

"Oh please, you've never even really kissed" she chuckled.

"What are you talking about? That's what happened during the festival"

"No, you kissed him and it was more like a peck on the lips. You haven't even French kissed, have you?"

My face deepened in its shade if pink. "No we haven't kissed like that"

"Hmm..." She looked at me with a fiendish smile. "You could get Drew to teach you"

"Wha!" I stuttered over my own words. I was actually flustered. That's never once happened to me. "First of all, I can French kiss. No problem. And second, Drew is American not French"