She walked into Shiroya's house. The house had blue walls, with white carpet. And most of the furniture was white as well. She was furious that Shiroya wouldn't listen to her. She turned around and softly said
"Shiroya, please listen to me. If you fight or mess with him, he could kill you. You're not female, so he won't take it easy on you. You have to understand that." Shiroya turned and locked the door.
"I understand how strong he is. But you wouldn't know how strong I am or how agile I am. I have trained myself and with others help to become strong enough to protect the one's I love." He said. Rosie was surprised at what he said.
"You...You love me?" She said.
He walked up to her. "With all my heart."
She almost fell backwards trying to take a step back. Shiroya caught her by the waist and gave her a kiss on the lips. Her face grew red. Shiroya helped her stand up. She stood there mesmerized by the kiss. She looked at Shiroya. Jumped into his arms and cried into his chest. After all the things she has been through, it felt good to have somebody love her the way Shiroya did. Shiroya comforted her and petted her hair as if she were a cat.
"Please Shiroya, don't fight him." She said amongst tears.
Shiroya petted her head softly, he didn't say anything. He was going to fight him, and nothing could stop him. Still, Shiroya couldn't just leave her. He'd have to do it while she's sleeping. She let go of Shiroya. Shiroya wiped away the tears and smiled at her. He took her hand and led her to his bedroom.
"You can sleep in here with me." He said.
She nodded. Shiroya went into his dresser and grabbed a shirt that was much too big for her.
"Here you can sleep in this." He said "once you change I'll hang your clothes up so they can dry." Shiroya walked out of the room so could she could get changed. She took off her clothes and put Shiroyas shirt on.
"Okay. You can come in now." She said
Shiroya walked into the room.
"Wow. You look better than I thought you would." She giggled at him. She got into bed with Shiroya, curled up into a warm ball, and fell asleep. Shiroya waited for a half an hour. Just to make sure she was asleep. He carefully crept around the room, getting dressed in the dark. But, before he left, he wrote an apology note to her. Stuck it on the inside of the bedroom door. And left the house.
When she woke up. Shiroya was nowhere to be found. She began to panic. The darkest things ran through her mind. Horrible things that could've happened to Shiroya. She put on her jeans and sneakers and was getting ready to leave the house, when Shiroya walked in. He was bruised, with slight cuts all over him. His jeans were torn. The hoodie had a huge hole on the side. She gasped when she saw him. Instantly, she hugged him, happy to see that he was alive. She started crying into Shiroya's chest. But, he didn't hug her back. He felt ashamed of what he had done.
"I thought the worst when you weren't here. I thought someone kidnapped you, or worse." She said.
Still Shiroya did nothing he just stood there feeling ashamed for what he had done.
"I'm sorry." He said "I should have taken your word. He was much too strong, much too big, and much too fast. I couldn't fight him. I almost died because of my stupid determination to defend you." He sighed and began to cry. She let go of him and looked at him with worry and disbeleif. Shiroya never cried. He always smiled. Always made everyone smile. Shiroya fell on his knees and put his hands over his eyes and contuinued to cry. She sat down next to him and tried her best to comfort him. But, she didn't know how. She didn't know Shiroya like Shiroya knew her she barely knew anything about him and he knew almost everything about her. She moved his hands away from his face. Wiped away his tears. And gave him a passionate tongue kiss. (After this bubble of words its going to be a make-out session.) He grabbed her waist and returned the kiss. Even more passionate than she did. They contuinued to kiss eachother. Fighting for dominance. Shiroya won. He put his hand on the back of her head and softly tugged her hair. She let out a small moan. Shiroya pulled her closer to him. She wrapped her arms around his neck. She sat on his lap. Shiroya picked her up and carried her to his bedroom and set her down against the wall. They stopped to catch their breath. She took off her sneakers and pants. Shiroya took off his shirt and pushed her gently agaisnt the wall. Putting both hands on both sides of her head. He began to kiss her again. She began to softly moan and push her breasts against his chest. She took off her shirt. Revealing her dark red bra. Shiroya stared into her eyes. He knew he shouldn't be doing this. But he wanted it so bad. He had to stop this before it got too wild. He backed away from her and sat down on the bed. He rested his head in his hands. And rested his elbows on his knees. She sat down beside him.
"Are you okay?" She said.
"Yeah." He said.
"Then why did you stop?" She asked.
He didn't say anything. He put on his shirt.
"Was it because of me? Did I take things too far?" She asked.
"No. You didn't do anything. I just..." He stopped.
"You just what?"
"I promised my self I'd never get to attached to anyone." He said.
"Why?" She asked while putting her shirt on.
"Because I lose everyone I get attached to. And I'm tired of the suffering." He said. She looked at the floor.
"I understand." She said.
"Please, don't take it personally." He said.
"I won't. I promise." She said. She put on her jeans and sneakers.
"Could you give me a ride to town." She said.
"Yeah. Let me get my keys." He said.