"Good morning guys!" Yuki said cheerily as he walked into the dining room. "You'll never believe what I saw last night – " he trailed off as he realized that the room was totally empty. "Hey…" he said to the empty room. "Where is everyone?"

He walked down to the kitchen to look for Sunako. "Hey Sunako, are you done? I'm really hungry," he said as he walked in, noticing after the words left his mouth that the kitchen was empty too.

After a mental debate, his hunger won out and he decided to go to her room to look for her.

On the way to her room, he tried repeatedly to convince himself that it was no big deal; Sunako's room wasn't that scary. Still, when he found himself at the entrance to her room, he hesitated before knocking softly. "Su… Sunako?" he called in a voice that trembled.

When there was no response, he started to walk off, but his stomach grumbled loudly in response. Sighing in resignation, he knocked again before opening the door slowly. "Sunako?" he called with trepidation. "Sunako?" he called again, when there was no response.

Unwilling to spend any more time in her room, he slowly backed out and closed the door softly behind him, shivering in fright.

"Maybe she's still with Kyohei," he mused aloud as he continued towards Kyohei's room. He knocked on the door more confidently, then walked in without waiting for a response. "Hey Kyohei, is Sunako- AAAAAH!" Kyohei flinging a heavy vase at him cut his question short, and he scrambled for cover under the nearby desk.

Kyohei glared at Yuki as he stood up, totally uncaring of his own nudity. "Close your eyes!" he demanded as he scooped up the closest article of clothing, which happened to be his shirt. He gently put it on Sunako, who was just beginning to stir.

"What time is it?" she asked languidly as she stretched, sitting up in bed. Kyohei took a moment to appreciate the view of her in his shirt, sitting in his bed. "Um… Yuki is in the room," he told her, pointing at Yuki who was currently cowering under the table with his eyes tightly shut.

Sunako screamed in horror as she dove back under the bedcovers. Kyohei glared at Yuki again. "Why are you here," he asked irritably. Terrified, Yuki stammered, "Well, there was no one in the kitchen and the dining room and I was hungry so I wanted to look for Sunako but she's obviously here and awake, so I'll leave now," he said and quickly exited the room.

"Sunako…" he said, as he stroked the lump under the sheets comfortingly. "He's gone, you can come out now."

She murmured something unintelligible under the covers, refusing to move. Fighting a smile, he continued to coax her out of the covers. "Come on Sunako, everyone's going to be hungry." She mumbled something that sounded suspiciously like "Screw everyone. They can make their own food."

Although it was rather adorable, he found himself losing patience, and yanked the covers off her. She growled at him in annoyance from her curled up position on his bed and looked so much like an adorable cat that he chuckled… then had to run as she lunged for him, taking offense at the laughter.

After a quick tussle, she caught sight of the time and gasped, horrified. "Oh, I need to make breakfast!" she exclaimed, quickly gathering her clothes in her arms and sprinting to her room.

On her way, Noi intercepted her, and she almost expired from embarrassment as she realized that she was wearing nothing but Kyohei's shirt, and held the dress they'd gotten for her in her arms. Noi squealed and hugged her tightly. "Congratulations!" she exclaimed exuberantly. Sunako squirmed uncomfortably out of her grasp.

"I have to prepare breakfast," she muttered as she continued towards her room. Unexpectedly, Noi took her clothes from her arms and shooed her towards the kitchen. "Go on, then, everyone is hungry! You'll just hide in your room," she accused.

Overriding her protests, Noi shooed her towards the kitchen, while she went to the laundry room to put down the clothes. When she returned to the kitchen, she found that Tamao was already sitting at a small table there, talking to Sunako – not that she was saying much.

"Good morning, Tamao!" she greeted cheerily. "What are you doing here so early?" she asked. Tamao blushed deeply in response. "Well, I kind of slept over last night," she mumbled. Noi giggled. "Well, you weren't the only one! Look what Sunako is wearing."

Tamao looked over at Sunako, for the first time really noticing that she was wearing a man's shirt under her apron. "Is that Kyohei's?" she asked, surprised and delighted. Sunako's cheeks burned bright red and she ducked her head, glaring at Noi from underneath her lashes. (line break)

In the dining room, Kyohei sat awkwardly with Takenaga and Ranmaru. Yuki sat on the couch, blushing scarlet as he read a magazine, deliberately not making any eye contact with the other guys. He needn't have worried; the others were staring awkwardly at their laps as they sat at the dining table.

Kyohei was reliving every moment of the previous night – and that morning – in his mind. Remembering Sunako, sleepy and warm, curled around his exhausted self last night filled him with a kind of contentment he'd never known before. He was almost tempted to stand up and start beating his chest.

Ranmaru stood up abruptly. "Hey, I'm just going to check on what is taking Sunako so long…"

Kyohei picked up his fork and threw it into Ranmaru's place at the table, where it stuck hard. "Do not even think about it," he growled possessively. "I'll go." With that, he stalked out of the dining room and went to the kitchen.

The remaining guys lifted their brows and looked at each other. "Is it just me, or is that an extreme reaction even for Kyohei?" Yuki inquired. Ranmaru and Takenaga turned to each other and smirked. This was rather suspicious, and they had a feeling that it was going to be fun as well.

Kyohei stalked into the kitchen and was ridiculously pleased to find Sunako cooking in his shirt and an apron. Then another thought struck him and he frowned darkly. "I hope you aren't intending to go out of the kitchen in that," he said, scowling.

Sunako turned and looked at him, flushing. "N-no, of course not," she said, before turning back to what she was doing, transferring the food onto the plates. "I'll bring the food out, you go and get some clothes on," he told her.

Nodding, she slipped past him and darted back to her room. He started to walk out of the kitchen pushing the tray of food, when Noi and Tamao unexpectedly blocked his way.

"You be good to Sunako," Noi said solemnly. Tamao nodded in agreement. "Or we'll have to do some nasty things," she added in her sweet voice, as though she wasn't issuing him a threat. He wasn't scared, though, because he knew exactly what they meant and he intended to do what they wanted him to do, anyway.

He shrugged. "Of course," he said, as if there was no question whatsoever of the fact – not that there was. Did they think he was going to do something stupid and upset her? Well, he probably would, but it wasn't like she was a shrinking violet. If he actually did screw up, she was going to kick his ass.

They seemed appeased by his answer, and moved aside, allowing him to pass with the cart of food. When he reached the dining hall, he continued walking to the table, and took the plates off the tray and onto the table, ignoring the ribbing that the other guys took at him.

"Aww, that's so sweet!" Ranmaru said mockingly. "Kyohei's been housetrained!" Takenaga chuckled and Kyohei glared at them both. "I can still kick your collective asses so don't start with me," he threatened. Yuki slouched down into his seat, wondering why everyone was so antagonistic this morning.

Just then, Sunako walked into the room, dressed as usual in her sweatshirt and yoga pants. "Stop making fun of Kyohei or I'll stop cooking for you," she said without missing a beat as she walked over to the table and sat down in the seat next to Kyohei's. He slipped into his seat and glared back at her. "I could have handled that," he said, glaring at her.

She flicked him a disinterested glance. "So why weren't you?" she asked, raising a brow at him.

The next thing anyone knew, they were glaring at each other, the tension between them palpable in the air. Then, almost simultaneously, they pushed their chairs back so violently that they almost fell over, and ran for the door.

"What are you guys doing! What about breakfast!" Ranmaru asked, smirking. He knew where they were going; they were going back to Kyohei's room to get it on. "Leave it! We'll eat it later!" Kyohei yelled back.

Takenaga shrugged. "Well, I guess that's that, then," he said, and the rest of them started eating their breakfast. The three boys launched into a discussion of exactly what they were doing, what they'd been doing last night, and started betting on what was going to happen between them.

Noi and Tamao shared a glance, then shrugged, resigned. It appeared that this was the fate of their little group. Kyohei and Sunako seemed to be nymphomaniacs, and the rest of them were just normal maniacs. Still, this was how their group worked and they found that it suited them just fine.

After breakfast, Ranmaru and Takenaga whisked their respective ladies away and back to their bedrooms, leaving Yuki there alone. "Oh, come on!" he grumbled. "I really need to get laid."

Yay! It's finally done! For those of you who stuck around this long, I'm so sorry for the wait and I hope this was satisfactory for you guys!(: This story has been really challenging for me, because it really stretched my ability to write lemons. ;D I'm sure all of you noticed the improvement LOL.

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Peachy Hikaru