The Sun and The Moon *Hitoshi Shinso*

thirty four

((A/N): So we've already gotten to over 300+ reads and I have decided on something. Once we get over 500 reads I will do...a kinky(ish) smut. But only if we get to over 500 readers. Also, tomorrow I have to take a test to finish summer school so there will be no updates until Wednesday!))

I looked out the window, watching the rain patter against the glass and slowly race its way downwards. Three days. It had been three days since the funeral, I was still sad, but I was recovering.

School was normal enough, despite the pitiful looks. I didn't let it affect me much, I still focused on the work. I knew it surprised a lot of people, but I knew it would only get worse if I let it dig its way under my skin.

No one even mentioned Natsumi's name, only referring to the dead girl as her or she. I was fine with it really, but Junko hated it.

I sighed quietly from my spot behind the couch. I had pressed myself against the large window that stretched from the roof to floor. I looked out onto the street almost to immediately see a familiar jacket and purple strands poking out the bottom. My eyes widened and I shot up, briefly startling Masaru who hadn't realized I was behind the couch and bolted towards the door.

I pulled it open just as Hitoshi finished walking up the staircase. I folded my arms over my chest and looked at the male as he let his hood fall from his head. I had told him that I wasn't feel to good and he said he would come over, but I told him not to.

"I t-"

"I know," Hitoshi quickly cut me off, "But I wanted to," He informed, pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. Almost immediately jerking away and staring at me in surprise.

"What?" I asked, leading him into the living room.

"You're hot as hell," He informed, glancing over my shoulder at the sound of someone's awkward cough.

"If you two plan on talking..like that to each other, please do so in private," Masaru suggested, casting a glance at Hitoshi.

His cheeks reddened in embarrassment, using his hand to rub his neck, "Oh - Uhm - I meant like feverish," He explained.

Admittedly, my cheeks had tinged red at his words. Masaru suddenly grinned bat Hitoshi, a mischevious glint in his eyes.

"But you don't think she is?" Masaru watched Hitoshi's eyes widen and his cheeks burn a deeper shade of red, "I figured every boyfr-"

"No! I mean, I do think she is-" Hitoshi sputtered to a stop, his cheeks burning as he looked away from the two of us. "Sh-she-"

"Guys-" I tried to make myself know, but to no avail as Masaru chuckled.

"Relax, I'm only teasing you," Masaru stated, "I'm glad you're here though, maybe now she'll listen and get some rest,"

Hitoshi nodded his head and took off his jacket, he was about to hang it up when I quickly snatched it from him and walked off towards my room. Dad had taken Natsumi's bed out a long time ago, but I had no idea what he did with it.

As soon as I was in the sanctuary of my room, I slipped on Hitoshi's jacket and crawled onto the bed. I heard the door click close and smiled as I felt Hitoshi crawl over my body. He pressed a few kisses onto my shoulder before settling down next to me.

"How are you feeling?" He asked, laying on his back with a hand underneath his head and his other arm being pinned down by my head as I moved closer to his body.

"Like shit," I informed quietly, feeling his arm curl around my and resting against my side.

"I'm sorry," He replied, but his relaxed state suddenly went tense.

I glanced at him, confused by the sudden concern his body let off. I lifted my head and shifted onto my side to get a better look at him. Hitoshi's cheeks had turned pink and his eyelids screwed shut as he thought. Finally he spoke in a quiet voice.

"Babe..have you..have you uhm," His cheeks turned redder, "..had you're period," He finished, sounding slightly embarrassed.

My cheeks exploded into a deep blush equalivent to his and I quickly nodded my head, hiding my face in his chest. In fact, I was on it right now, which is one of the reasons I felt horrid. I felt his body relax as he released a small sigh of relief.

"Good," He then paused, "Next time we're going to use condoms," He muttered quietly.

I nodded my head in agreement and looked at him, "Good idea," I replied, returning back to our cuddling position.

After a long moment of silence Hitoshi spoke, "Babe, how long do you want to wait to have kids?" He asked, "After high school, I mean," He quickly finished.

I paused at the question. What age did I want to have kids? I mean, we would both be working as heroes and I still wanted to go to college so I could get a good paying job, maybe something with technology.

"Uhm..." I shrugged my shoulders, "I don't know, maybe start when we're uh, twenty.." I sucked in air between my lips, "...four?" I asked, casting him a glance.

"I mean, we both want to be heroes, and I still want to go to college so I can also get a job to help support us. College alone will take about three years, and being a hero also means it might be difficult to look after our kids," I informed.

Hitoshi looked at me and nodded his head, "Thats a good idea actually," He stated, "We can get married when we're nineteen, maybe twenty and wait a few years until we try for kids," He suggested, looking down at me.

I immediately smiled and nodded my head, "I like that idea," I confirmed, "Now, shut up and let me sleep," I muttered, burying myself into his body.

He chuckled softly and pressed a kiss to my head, "I love you so much," He murmured quietly.

I smiled against him and rested my head against his chest. I was lucky that I had met someone like Hitoshi. I was lucky all around when it came to him.