One night stand chapter 6

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It's Monday morning and I wake up to the smell of….

Pancakes?

I open my eyes finding myself hugging my pillow while laying on my stomach. I rub my cheek against the soft fabric not wanting to leave my bed.

While I linger there on my bed in the comfortable coldness of the AC that's on high in my room I still question that smell of Pancakes that found its way into my room. The smells coming from outside my door from the kitchen obviously,

I know what you're thinking.

Nagisa they're just pancakes why are you freaking out about it?

Well random person let me answer that question for you,

You see Nakamura can cook, she actually cooks me breakfast every morning on weekdays even if I insist she doesn't. It's always because she has her college classes in the afternoon and says cooking helps to wake her up. She can make omelets, french toast perfectly crispy bacon, but

I had asked her to attempt to make me pancakes once and she made them three different times,

The only thing was when she did make them they were black and burnt and I'd find myself waking up to Nakamura screaming with the smoke alarm going off again.

It's too bad though because Pancakes is one of my favorite foods.

I turn on my back looking up at my ceiling that has a large photo of me, Nakamura and a few other friends from my junior high years on it in front of our school.

This smell was completely different however because the scent was sweet and warm like honey in the air not like the burnt smell Nakamura's pancakes carried.

Did she finally learn how to make them?

Instead of pondering over this small issue all morning (because I did have a class to teach) I decided to regretfully drag myself out of bed, don't get me wrong I love my students it's just….

I also love sleep.

I stretch my arms out and open the door feeling the major different of lack of cool air in the rest of the apartment, and the strong sweet smell of nectar and sugar that has engulfed the apartment. I rub my eyes walking down the hall towards the kitchen let out a yawn,

"Hey Nakamura what's for breakfast?" I ask letting out one more yawn and my eyes draw towards the kitchen and the color red fills my vision as well as my face as the pair of amber eyes look at me through his parted bangs. My heart races…

Keep in mind I'm only wearing a rather snug grey tank top and my blue gym shorts as pajamas and this guy...this guy in his stupid-cute-white dress shirt-UGH why is he here why is he in my home! Where is Nakamura! Oh I am so gonna give him a piece of my mind!

"Uh-uh-um.." Dang it I forgot I can't speak to him! I want to run back to my room and hide in there all day but my feet refuse to move it feels like they are glued to the wood itself!

I can only watch as he sets down one of the spatulas I remember buying and turns down the fire and I manage to see a fresh batch of pancakes cooking perfectly before my attention is flickers to him again...he's walking towards me and my eyes drop to the floor, preferring to look at that. I can see the tops of his shoes in front of me and feel his presence in front of me.

Being this close to him...the familiarity of his sweet warm scent washes over me and I remember…

I remember the heat of his body against mine the racing of his heart as his chest pressed up against mine, the warmth of his breath and how sweet his lips were his tounge was like honey and his hair was so soft, softer than silk..

I feel my face burn a brighter red...dang it stop thinking about that night!

"Um," I hear him say a bit…. Awkwardly? "I made you pancakes your friend said they where your favorite but she didn't know how to cook them properly." I manage to glance up a little enough to see the plate of pancakes he's holding between his hands and the syrup dripping off the stack of fluffy pancakes as well as the fork sitting on the side waiting to be taken.

My eyes trail up a little further and I catch his eyes he's looking at me cariously the hunger that I remember in his eyes isn't there only a gentle and sincere look. I can't rip my eyes away from him it's as if he's holding me in his gaze.

He sets down the plate on the dining table and I can only watch his every movement wordlessly even the smallest actions he makes like bending down to place the plate on the table appears graceful.

"Your face is pretty red...are you feeling alright?" Without warning he leans forward pressing the back of his hand to my forehead and just by the contact of his hand makes me fall backwards on my ass and I'm on the floor gawking at him..I feel like such a fool right now but there isn't much I can do about it. He only looks at me with the same cariousty I'm looking at him with.

He rubs the back of his neck sheepishly and kneels down to my level my eyes follow his every movement.

"I'm sorry for scaring you the other day. I thought you knew I'd be there but your friend told me you didn't only after I scared you half to death." Nakamura….I swear I'm gonna kill you for this!

"Your friend called me early this morning asking me to come over and cook pancakes for you while she went out and picked up some groceries." He explained to me.

"B-b-b-but wh-why d-d-did you c-come.." I barely managed. Gosh this is so embarrassing but how can I have a conversation with the guy I slept with?!

He smirked and I felt my heart jump even just a simple smirk made him appear charming.

"Because I had a chance to see you again." I'd say I was blushing but I don't think my face can get any more red than it is now. "Listen um...Can we start over?"

….Huh?

"I know...one night stands are called that for a reason but...there's something about you that I just can't get off my mind...your just...so.." He stares at me for a moment. I must look horrible to him, this small woman with messy blue hair in a tank top and shorts. I bet he's seen plenty of women and most of them looked better than me….

"...Beautiful...your...amazing and so interesting and you just keep my mind reeling and...honestly I don't think my heart ever raced as fast as it is right now in my entire life.."

"R-really.." I said feeling my own heart racing. He gives me a wordless nod

"So ...can we just start over and...maybe get to know each other?" He outstretched his hand to me…

I give a wordless nod now. He smiles at me, this charming hot and attractive smile.

"Well M'lady my name is Karma, Karma Akabane it's a pleasure to meet you. May I ask for your name?"

Our eyes meet and I feel as if I'm surrounded by his warmth once again...but it's different this time..it's not hard and hot but rather ...gentle and cozy.

"Nagisa...Nagisa Shiota.."

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.Hello my readers! First off thank you for reading this fanfiction and second off, should I make this the ending of this fanfiction or keep it going?