So yeahh... my first story here, and not a native-english speaker, so I'm sorry if this fic have any REALLY bad english errors. With that being said, I hope you enjoy this little H-fic And it will be a Two-shots. It's Souma X erina. R&R, please.

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Morning, it was morning at one of the rooms of Five-star Hotel of the Tootsuki Academy. And to think she was now one of the veterans who train or doom beginners. Everything was perfect , of course, despite being sharing the same table with that insufferable Yukihira. So what if he was the son of Yaiba Shoichirou? He was still an arrogant and stupid redhead. Damn it... She was thinking about him again. It was not healthy.

Nakiri Erina yawned a few times in her soft bed in one of the VIPs rooms of that five-star hotel , the same place which had passed that same event years ago. Standing up and sitting in the sheets, She then noticed: she was only wearing the air that surrounded her body. Erina yelped , and covered herself up with a blanket.

Okay , two questions: why she was naked and since when? Spared a moment to think, trying to remember the last night, but a headache hit her gray matter . Hangover ? No, not a drinking kind of lady. The Nakiri sank further into forgotten events , but nothing . For some reason , her mind just took the image of her cousin Alice . The mestizo must had a damn finger on it , and the blond could almost see a little laughing head floating near her neck . She shook his head , getting rid of those poisonous thoughts . It had to be an example to others . But first the headache . Maybe a hot bath would solve everything ? With this in mind , she stood up , stepping on the velvet carpet and walking toward the shower, stepping on the clothing that was on the floor . So dizzy , barely noticed it had some more clothes in it, and a small white band lost between them .

"Ugh ... I never thought I would end like that in my life." She said , still walking to the bathroom . She was already naked , so didn't have to worry . Opened the door to the bathroom , just thinking about hot water and foam . - "Curses . Perhaps a shower will make my problems ... "

"Ah , Erina ... !"

No, it could not be . When she entered the bathroom , when he saw though the forest of steam and heat in front of of her face , behind it all , the girl saw a silhouette that spoke in a familiar voice . She narrow her eyes to see deeper into the steam, and when the shadow revealed itself, the blonde had nothing more to do than ...

"AAAAAAAH ... ! !"

And then , chaos happened. Objects were broken , lotions and shampoos were shot down and cries were heard . In the end, Nakiri was holding a ... Hairdryer , against the figure on the ground : Yukihira Souma , the boy who had become a man just like his father , and wearing only a towel . The blonde had blood in her eyes , and really wanted to jump up and strangle the redhead . But questions first.

"Y- Yukihira ... !"

"Wow! Erina, what happened so suddenly!"

"Y-You don´t have any right to call me by my first name!" She shouted , though , yes, it was sweet to be called by name. He got rid of those thoughts and continued threatening the redhead with ... 'Hot air, cold air and off.'. "Explain yourself ! You have five minutes ! Fail and I´ll call the police !"

"So ... You don't remember anything ?" Souma asked , bringing a confused look to his rival's face. He looked deadpan for a moment, but then put a hand to his chin thoughtfully. "That means I was really good last night, driving a girl into unconciousness. Reading the dirty magazines that the old man left in the house came in handy..."

"Four minutes ... !"

"But seriously , Erin ... Nakiri , you don't remember anything ?"

She frowned . What happened last night? Knowing she had Yukihira in her room was already a reason to look for, and fast, an answer to this question . Grunted a few times , trying to get rid of the pain in her gray matter, and gradually her memory returned. In parts, but returned anyway.

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"Oh , hoh , hoh ... ! So my cousin calls herself 'God's palate ', but can't handle a little whiskey?"

That phrase . That same phrase sparked a brawl in the middle of the hall where Tootsuki veterans were having dinner. Apparently Nakiri Alice was teasing her cousin Erina. The latter, with only a sip of a Walker's , had flushed and swollen cheeks. That madam's laughter from the white-haired beauty made Erina even angrier.

Passing by , thinking to further enhance his bizarre dish of calamari with peanut-butter (don't ask ) Yukihira Souma stopped to see what was the problem that was causing so much noise in a certain table. Passing through the crowd, he soon discovered that it was only the Nakiris having another contest . Alice, by sheer luck , saw another rival , that one being the one she liked the most, and pulled him to the table. Apparently being that the two had complete confidence ( or lack of) in the redhead, knew he would not take sides , so it was the perfect judge. The two began their little alcohol duel soon after.

And the match ended in a blink of an eye . Yes , Erina was that bad with drinks . It only took four of them to fall face first into the table while her cousin was still well until the tenth , when asked permission to stop. The group shout a "Hooray" for the winner, while the redhead judge gave a blatant laugh to the loser. Even he had more strength than that. Imagine if she tried to prepare a Beer-dish one of these days? Well , it was late , so the audience immediately broke to prepare the second day of pressure and despair to the beginners. Erina , however, was upended by the drinks. Where was Hisako when need her the most ?

A little idea came to Alice's head. 'Hey , Yukihira - kun , why don't you take Erina to her room yourself?' . He joked that she would prefer a dunce for this, but the albino insisted . Now , what kind of gentleman he was leaving a lady to her luck? After so many shokugekis together, they would have some kind of bond at least . And it was true . Although the arrogant facet of the "God's palate" and the personality of the redhead were what distanced their relationship more and more of something like a friendship . Isamu and Takumi head banged with Yukihira , but still considered him a friend (although Takumi was still doing the Tsundere deny); Nikumi and Tadokoro were platonic friends , and even the current Ten said that the boy was "okay" . Only the girl with two wild and pointy sideburns still showed resistance against the charms of the Yaiba.

Oh , well . She was light as a feather, so he had no problem taking her, bridal style no less, to the third floor . Looking at the serene face that she had, Souma wondered why she did not have a boyfriend . Then the arrow of reason pierced his head and remembered him about her enormous ego, something that could scare a lot of people away. She seemed to mellow out when she saw his father , Yukihira Jouchirou . And yet , after all these years , she was still stomping hard, making the whole world revere before her culinary powers . The whole world, except Souma ...

Room 462 , golden plate. Impossible to miss that one. Using a free hand and a shoulder to lean the blonde onto himself, the redhead opened the door, and had a slight off with surprise : a luxury suite , with carpet floor, a double bed with multiple supports, a balcony that was almost a second room and a bathroom with a huge bath . Awesome, mindblowing awesome.

"Well, being a 'queen' has its advantages ." Souma said , looking at the said unconscious princess. He entered the room and closed the door with the tip of his foot . Simple thing . He walked to the bed, and once there , sat and lay an asleep Erina there. Done with his job , he gave a yawn , and only now noticed that that her mattress was ridiculously soft . "Hmmm ... wow. The one in my room is a stone compared with that."

And he gave another yawn , sleep filling his eyes and head. Maybe a quick nap would not hurt anyone ? Apparently Nakiri was so knocked out that she wouldn't wake up even with an earthquake . Another yawn, and was decided . He removed his shoes , lay not far from Erina , and sighed . Sleep came very fast , with one bed that seemed to be made of clouds . He closed his eyes and fell asleep .

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"Ugh ... ! Stupid Alice . I hope she get a headache..."

The quiet room was disturbed by a voice . Nakiri Erina rose slowly from her sleep . Her vision was still blurred by the ridiculous competition before, and then dry-spat. Her throat was bone-dry.

Blindly searching the place , only now noticing that she was back to her room for some reason , Erina found a bottle of water on a nightstand. She crawled to reach it, and took the bottle . Looked at the clock next to it. 11 p.m., it was that late . Her lucidity returned slowly , slowly making the fog of sleep and alcohol go away. She rolled her head to hear a tin noise , and saw a familiar figure asleep in her bed .

"Oh ... It's just Yukihira ..." She said, seeing the redhead in her bed , sleeping sprawled like a rag doll . Shot out a poisoned look at him, and returned to her thirst . Her drunken mind finally completed the synapse , and spat all the water in the carpet. "Y- Yukihira ... !"

What the hell! He was sleeping in her bed ! Erina crawled back there and stood beside him. She frowned, and grabbed him by the collar of his suit. The blonde began to churn him , saying indecencies to make him go away, but , plus the fact that he was too heavy for her , Souma was asleep as a stone . Her fingers began to ache , so she stopped . Shake him like a rag doll would not work. Not alone . An angry vein popped in her forehead , and grew even more when she saw a small grin on his face .

"What are you laughing for, you idiot?" Even in her drunken state, Erina told to an unconscious Souma , having no answer, of course . Sighed , and soon she was bored , thinking of a way to make the redhead pay. Was in this wandering reverie , however, that she noticed an indiscreet elevation in his pants . Gave a surprised yelp, and put her hands in a defensive pose against that. Another thing : Souma 's smile grew even larger now . "Sick . What kind of sick dreams you're having?"

She was disgusted , and decided to never be near him again. But her drunken mind sprouted an idea , and a devilish smile grew on her lips . Crawling to his lower parts, she pull the waistband of his pants down, seeing his erection have more space, covered by his underwear. She gave an evil grin, it was payback time.