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Chapter 6

Masato's POV

My hands rested on Kat's hips as she swayed to the music with her back to me. Ever since I kissed her outside, it was as if she was a drug and I was hooked on her.

I hadn't intended to kiss her, and I hadn't meant to kiss her. She was Ryo's cousin, and I was almost always busy with the band, I couldn't be the kind of guy she deserved. The type of guy who could hold her when she cried, to hold her when she got some good news. Someone who was there to kiss all the upset away, and relish in her smile when she was happy. She deserved more than a man who was always leaving for weeks at a time and surviving on Skype and phone calls.

However, when she's pulled me, and we were standing so close, our eyes looking into each other, every part of me screamed to kiss her. Then she went to walk away, and I lost all sense of reasoning. I had to kiss her; I needed to kiss her as much as I needed oxygen to breathe.

And when I did, it was so much more than I thought it could be. I'd kissed other women before, but with her, it was worlds apart — the way her lips molded to mine like two perfect puzzle pieces made for each other. It felt so natural with her as if kissing someone else would ever be good enough from that moment. I never much believed that there was only one person out there for you, but right now, I was starting to think it might be right.

Then, when we kissed again, and I took my chance to deepen it, she didn't hesitate for a second. I felt the kiss in every part of my body. I had to pull away when I did; otherwise, I'd have a hard time trying to explain why there was a bulge in my jeans. A woman's kiss had never done that to me before, not in less than a minute, but with her, I felt it.

Since we came back up, I took every chance to steal more kisses or lay soft ones just below her ear as she danced away.

Katsuko turned to face me, leaning up to my ear, "I think I'm going to head home."

My lips pursed in distaste. The thought of her going home alone, in a twenty-minute taxi ride, while she was boarding on the lines of drunk didn't sit with me.

Ryo, Katsuma, and Sugi were beyond drunk as they danced with a group of girl's over in the corner. Yokochi had left half an hour ago, too. It was two in the morning as well; it was too late for her to be out on her own.

"I'll come with you; make sure you get home safe."

"I'm a big girl, you know, Masato." She looked at me with an amused expression.

"Oh, I know, but still, I'd rather know you got home safe. I have no doubt you can look after yourself, but it's for my own peace of mind. Let's go say goodbye to the drunk fools and go."

Her face broke out into a grin, before she took my hand, weaving us in and out of the crowd.

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"So, where do you live exactly?" Katsuko asked as we sat in the back of a taxi on the way to hers.

"Minato Ward, near the little harbor," I answered with a smile.

Kat burst out into a fit of giggles, "I almost moved there. Solely because it's called Minato, and I love Naruto."

"Anime fan, huh?"

"Oh yeah, Naruto, Deathnote, Fairytail, One piece, Tokyo Ghoul...although I prefer the Manga for that one."

I nodded in agreement, "Yeah, the Manga is so much better, although, you can't beat the opening song for it."

"No, you can't, although I bawled like a baby at the end when they played the slow version during that scene. I have to admit, though, Itachi's was worse. He's my favorite period. That broke my soul for weeks. I even have a tattoo of a crow because of Itachi."