I awoke hours later laying on the couch with Chi completely on top of me. I groaned, rubbing my eyes. One of my arms was wrapped around the girl on top of me, the other lay across my forehead blocking the light from getting in my eyes.

"What are you doing to me, Chi?" I whisper looking down at her sleeping face. Her eyebrows knit together as if she was having a nightmare. With out thinking I reached up and pushed her hair from her face. The moment my skin touched hers, the grief on her face eased.

"Ch- ch." She started, as if she wanted to say something. I watched her lips, waiting to hear what she was dreaming about. "Juu...Juu...zou..." Her face contorted again. "D-don't leave." Tears slowly fell from her closed eyes. She was dreaming about me? Her hands closed into a fist, grasping the loose material of my shirt. I sat there, stunned by the fact she asked me not to leave. What kind of pain was I causing her in her dream? How to I make it stop? How can I comfort her to ease it?

"Chi, listen to me." I say, talking to her while she slept. "I'm not going anywhere. You can stay with me as long as you want." I whisper to her. Her brows unfurrow as she hears my voice.

"Chi... stay... with Juuzou forever." She replies. A smile toys at the corner of my lips, knowing she wont remember any of this when she wakes up. Suddenly, her eyes open. After blinking a few times she realizes her eyelashes are wet and her cheeks are damp. I watch her reach up and touch her face. She then looks to me and smiles. "Juuzou." She whispers sleepily. Laying her head back down on my chest, and nuzzling her face into my shirt, she yawns. I could feel my pulse quicken from her actions. I couldn't deny it. She was cute. The way she looked. The things she did. All of it was cute. Her stomach gurgled and she froze, hiding her face in my shirt as it turned red in embarrassment. I smile seeing her find something so normal embarrassing.

"Chi, let's go get something to eat." I tell her. I can feel her smile against my chest right before she jumps up and runs to the kitchen. "Where is she going?" I ask myself watching her disappear through the door way. She returns with her arms full of cup noddles and spills them on the floor in front of me.

"Eat." She smiles pushing the pile to me.

"Chi, that's not exactly what I meant. I don't know how to cook, but I do know we can't just live off of eating cup noddles." I say to her. She looks up at me, not understanding a thing I said.

"Cook..." She says bringing her finger to her lower lip as she tried to figure out what it meant. Then as somethign came to her, she picked up one of the noodle cups and spun it around to the back side. She held it up to me, pointing to the nutritional facts. I smiled as my eyes landed on the cooking instructions right below it. "Cook." She says looking up at me with big red eyes.

"Ah." I nod letting her know she's right. "Cook." I repeat.