Hello everyone, got another chapter ready to go with the sort of same general theme as the last two, I promise next one will be different.. Don't hesitate to give me ideas/feedback in the reviews! Enjoy~

As usual, I don't own Kamisama Hajimemashita or the characters, just this story.

Kei had absolutely insisted on Nanami coming too. She'd tried protesting, but apparently "you won't get any guys coming for you if you're only two girls! C'mon Nanami, take one for the team!" So, she had tagged along to Kurama's concert. Which had lasted rather long. Pushed by Kei, Nanami had also drank some of the cheap alcohol. Since she has virtually no alcohol tolerance, she had gotten rather drunk rather fast. A concerned Ami had brought her back to the shrine hill around midnight, where Nanami had said she'd be fine. Approximately half an hour later, she turned up at the shrine.

Stumbling around a bit first, she eventually managed to find the door and how to open it. Once inside, the floor seemed to be going up and down, the walls spinning, the roof about to fall on her head. Staying close to the moving walls and almost falling through them in an especially perilous moment, she somehow managed to find her way to a room that had her old teddybear and a futon in it. Wondering why the floor was suddenly so soft and blabbering happily, she let herself fall on the futon and fell asleep in seconds.

A scorching pain pierced through his peaceful sleep. He jerked awake and jumped up, rather startled. His sudden movements caused another flash of pain, and this time he was able to locate it. His tail was being pinned to the floor by an intruder. Hissing, he readied his claws to fend off the offender, when he realized it was Nanami. She babbled something about teddybears before letting herself fall on his futon, empty after he'd jumped off of it. She coiled the blanket around herself and fell fast asleep, snoring within half a minute. Tomoe stood nailed to the ground, completely flabbergasted. He remembered her saying she'd go to a party that night, but she was absolutely shitfaced, and it was the middle of the night...

He shook his head. There was no use wonderin how she even got back here. That kind of questions would have to wait until tomorrow. For now, he had to get back to sleep. And damned be that girl if she could drive him from his own room with an act like that! Tomoe grumbled and laid himself down again, on the floor this time, with his tail safely in front of him and his back towards Nanami.

Apparently the snoring goddess hadn't been as soundly asleep as he'd thought she was, for she muttered something about a teddy bear again and swung her arm over Tomoe. The fox froze in surprise and shock. He didn't have much time to think over what to do though, for she pulled him in closer after another utterance of an old, lost plushie. He would still have been frozen, were it not for the certainty that she would fall off the futon and hurt herself if she tried to pull him in any more. He tried to stand up and free himself from her grasp, but found it one of iron strength, and decided to do the next best thing. He shuffled backwards, pushing Nanami back little by little, careful not to wake her up, back onto his own futon.

He kept the blanket between them as much as he could, though it was not easy and certainly not very warm. In fact, he was getting rather chilled, and welcomed the warmth of Nanami's arm around him. Now that he was completely laying on his futon again, he settled down a bit. This would have to do for the rest of the night.

He had almost fallen asleep again already when drunken, sleepy Nanami had her next fit. He was completely jerked awake again when he felt Nanami's nose on his head, right between his ears. His mind was pulled back to that one time he had fallen asleep in the shrine's gardens, where Nanami had found him and satisfied her desire to touch his ears. The feeling had not been unpleasant, rather the opposite, and he had thoroughly enjoyed it back then, but had been careful to avoid such situations since. It had confused him... And he needed clarity in his mind.

Suddenly annoyed, Tomoe sighed and tried to roll away from Nanami. She was still holding on to him with an unnatural, drunken strength, so he could only put a few centimeters of space in between them. The sleeping goddess did obviously not agree, and she grumbled and eventually spoke a few words that he could make out amidst her inebriated blabbering. "Cold... Come back here teddy, cold.. Where did you go..." She was obviously delusional, thinking he was her teddybear. It was also obvious none of them were going to get any sleep unless Tomoe complied with her inebriated wishes. He carefully shuffled back into her embrace, mentally muting his pride's cries of protest. If he ignored the compromising position he was in, this could actually be rather... Enjoyable, almost.

Until she squeezed the air out of him.

This would be a long night.

Nanami woke up with one hell of a throbbing headache. Groaning, she tried to open her eyes. The merciless sunlight pierced through the room and she quickly closed them again and tried to turn around, but something stopped her, prevented her from moving. She carefully opened her eyes and looked down, where an arm was latched around her waist. Trying not to panic, she noticed the long, meticulously kept fingernails on the hand that was on her stomach. What is Tomoe doing in my room...

Carefully, she opened her eyes again, trying to get used to the light first this time. Blinking rapidly, she noticed a fancy-looking sword stand in the corner. First Tomoe is suddenly in my room, now this? What else did he bring with him?

Looking around, she realized he'd brought a lot of other things into her room. Her room? Oh no... What am I doing in HIS room?!