Jellyfish en Vogue - A Kuragehime or Princess Jellyfish Fanfic

Chapter 11 - Kuranosuke's favorite thing (next to makeovers)

Sleep proved to be a fruitless venture for Kuranosuke the previous night. No matter how much he tried to push it aside his mind kept wandering back to the visions he conjured up for himself of Tsukimi in the shower. His body responding in kind to said images. He tried to think of cold things, of unattractive things, and he even tried to mentally revisit the few rounds of bad sex he had with a few girls in the past. Nothing could shake the images from his mind. He tossed and turned for a few hours before eventually he gave in and took matters into his own hands...literally. He tried to keep his satisfied moans to a minimum just in case Tsukimi herself were still awake.

Now this morning he felt like he had been ran over with a truck, repetitively. He was so dead tired it wasn't funny. But somehow he managed to pull himself out of bed. Luckily he didn't see Tsukimi until he was dressed for the day. She knocked softly on the door. He told her to come in, and as she walked into his room he was struck by how lovely she looked this morning. She was wearing a pair of dress slacks, a silky blouse with sheer sleeves, and she had worn her hair down (which she never does).

"Um, apparently I am forgetting a lot of things in the past 24 hours. I was wondering if I could borrow your laptop. I forgot to charge mine last night, and I need to pick up the assignments from class so I don't fall behind."

Kuranosuke made sure that he didn't leave anything open that might scare the poor girl. He didn't really frequent porn sights or anything. He just rarely used his laptop and wasn't sure what he might have last pulled up on it.

He handed the laptop to Tsukimi and watched her tapping away on the keyboard. A single strand of hair tried to keep falling in her face and his palms itched to move it back for her. It wasn't long before Tsukimi had finished up what she had been working on and turned back to Kuranosuke. She handed the laptop back to him and stayed where she had planted herself in the middle of his floor.

"So...I was wondering if maybe we could make a list of the things we need for our apartment and perhaps start shopping today."

Kuranosuke smiled at her. He grabbed a notebook and they started discussing the things they would need. Two beds, two dressers, two bookcases, two desks, and two computer chairs and the appropriate linens for the bedroom. For the living area they planned on getting a 42 inch (106cm) flat screen tv (they didn't need something huge as they would probably rarely watch it), an entertainment center, sofa, and a coffee table. For the dining area they would get a simple dining set with four chairs. The only thing they would need for the bathroom was towels, a shower caddy, and a toothbrush holder. The shower itself had a sliding glass door so there was no need for a shower curtain.

Kuranosuke hopped up from the bed with his list. He nodded at the phone by his bed. "Why don't you call your father and apprise him of what all is going on? I am going to bring this list to my father, and explain the living situation since he had already turned in for the night last night." When their tummies growled simultaneously he grinned sheepishly. "I guess that means I will also hunt down breakfast for the two of us."

The phone call to her father had went over about as well as can be expected. He had tried to convince her to come home instead of continuing to venture this new avenue her life had been taking. But she proudly stood up to him. She pointed out to him how she was now an adult and needed to act accordingly. She needed to be the one to make her own decisions in life. Her dad sighed but verbalized that he still planned on sending her allowance every month, at least until her boutique would be out of the red. She promised him that she would get him the phone number and address when she had them both handy.

Not long after she hung up the phone one of the house maids knocked on the door. "Sorry to bother you Miss Kurashita but Mister Koibuchi has asked for your attendance in the dining room." Tsukimi nodded in affirmation but her body began to shake with nerves. This didn't sound like it was about to be a pleasant breakfast.