I started this aaaages ago, back before adult swim announced that it will show FLCL and all the other fics flooded in. I started it a bit after the N/H lemon I put on my Livejournal, which kinda gives you an idea of how far back it was. o.0 Anyway, I'll just start off by saying that this has nothing at all to do with my other FLCL fic "Drops Of Jupiter".

PS, I own nothing to do with FLCL, but it's owned me for 2 years and counting! X3

Property Of Haruko
by Ta

Naota yawned loudly, breathing in a rush of air to try and keep him awake as long as possible. Although the air flew right into his lungs they still made his mouth tingle as his taste buds were still sensitive. Haruko had fed him a plateful of the hottest curry she had ever made tonight, laughing as he ran out to the kitchen, filled the sink with water and dunked his whole head in. Speaking of Haruko, the guitar-swinging, moped riding maid was walking behind Naota, her shoulders slumped from her own exhaustion. A week ago she sent the Nandaba house a letter saying she was coming to stay again for a while, and since her arrival this morning she was busy from the moment her vespa stopped running, hitting Naota's father in the head with her rickbacker when he ran up to her trying to steal a kiss.

A fair amount had changed since she first came to stay after drafting Naota as Canti's releaser. Since her days of sleeping in Naota's room it seemed that his father had developed a slight jelous streak, and after finding out that she was coming back to stay made Naota and Canti clear out a spare room for her to stay in. As far as she could tell, it was one of those "If she's not with me, she's not with you" things. In front of her Naota slumped along until he stopped infront of what used to be a storage room and slid the door back, showing a single bed with a lampside table next to it and her guitar resting against a wall.

"Here ya go, all the creature comforts you could possibly get from dad's old magazine room."

Haruko ducked her head in, drooped eyes wandering over the simple design. "Booooring. Taro: I don't care what the hell you got planned for yerself tomorrow, you're staying here and helping me fooly the place up." Haruko's command ended with a wide yawn and her hand disappearing into her vest pocket before slapping Naota's arm. A plastic sticker appeared bearing the words 'Property of Haruhara Haruko. Touch and die.' Naota looked at it before gawking up at her, a sleepy confuzzed look meeting her own drunk one. "To make sure you don't skip on me tomorrow." she said, stretching her back until her spin gave a sharp crack and wondering towards the bed.

Naota waited at the door as Haruko peeled her dirty vest off and dumped in on the floor before he moved towards the flickering lamp. "Um, the switch is kind of stuck, so what you gotta do is..." Haruko plucked the cable from the wall, a popping sound echoed before the room was plunged into darkness. "Or you could do that..." The sound of sheets and a squashy doona moving signalled Haruko getting into her bed and Naota turned on his heels, murmuring a goodnight. Before he moved 3 steps a cool hand gripped his wrist.

Even tired, Haruko was stronger than Naota, and without trying pulled him back onto the single bed, making him land in front of her with his back to her. Still tired, it took Naota a moment to realise what had happened, but that was all the time that was needed for Haruko to thread a hand up and under his arm while her other hand crawled over his shoulder. Locking her hands together, Haruko hugged Naota like a seatbelt. "Ta-kun stay put..." she mumbled. "You're Haruko's property now." "..How longs that for..." he whispered quietly, remembering her departure. "Forever." she whispered back, lips an inch from his ear. " Why'd you think I came back? The atmosphere?" Before sleep overcame everything she quickly kissed his ear, then she dozed off.

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