A/N: I just can't seem to stop, can I? I start on one story and then write another. Somebody please make these ideas go away, so I can focus on my other stories! This is insane! Urg!!!
Waking Late And Frantic Cleaning.
Tohru Honda woke up with a start her brown hair flying about from the movement.
Her tired brain tried to figure out why she had woken up so early.
It was Friday. She didn't have school because it was a three day weekend. Kyo would be gone today on a date with Kagura that he'd promised he'd go on after she dealt him serious bodily harm. If Kagura had anything to say about it Kyo would be away all day. Tohru frowned. Yuki had promised some new friends that he'd hang out with them today, so that just left Shigure and herself alone all day.
Shigure! She'd promised herself that she would get up early to cook for him as she usually did for everyone and she ended up sleeping longer than she'd planned.
She jumped out of bed and ran to the kitchen in her pajamas.
Her heart sank as she spotted the cursed dog already at the table sipping tea and reading the morning paper.
When he finally noticed her there he neglected the paper and gave her his full attention.
"Ah, Tohru you finally decided to grace me with the beauty of your presence.
She blushed and fiddled nervously with her hands.
"I-I over-slept. Gomen. Would you like me to cook you something to eat?"
His eyes lit up at the prospect of food.
"Yes, of course. If it wouldn't be too much trouble."
"Oh it's no trouble at all."
She busied herself with making a tasty meal of fish and rice while Shigure went back to his paper, pausing every now and then to watch her.
When the food was done and she set it before him at the table he discarded the paper and motioned for her to sit down with him.
"So Tohru," He began, grinning at her suggestively, "we have the house to ourselves for once. Is there anything in particular you would like to do today?"
She thought about it for awhile.
"Hmm...well I do have chores that I need to do. After I clean the dishes I need to do the laundry and clean the house, and also Kyo's room which is a disaster area. That reminds me; Shigure do you need me to clean your room too? It's nearly as messy as Kyo's and it's been some time since I last cleaned it. I'm sure it could use it."
He laughed shaking his head.
"That's not exactly what I had in mind. You do way too much Tohru. Maybe you should just relax today. Take a break and have a little fun.
"B-but," She bit her lip fretfully. "I can't just let the house stay dirty - what would Yuki and Kyo say when they returned?"
Shigure just smiled at her patiently.
"The house can wait. Right now I was thinking we could play some games instead. How do you feel about Spin The Bottle?
She blushed furiously her chocolate eyes widening at the suggestion.
"W-we shouldn't. Besides, there's only two of us and...and more people usually play." At the glint of interest in his eyes she backtracked hurriedly. "Or so I've heard."
The inu chuckled quietly, greatly disappointed by her refusal but vastly amused at the thought of innocent Tohru Honda playing a game like "Spin The Bottle."
'Well it was worth a try.'
The sly man finished his meal and stood up, stretching comfortably.
"Well, I've got a story to write," He grinned turning to her, "would you like to help me with it?"
The rice ball's eyes lit up with excitement. She clasped her hands in front of her eagerly, stars in her brown orbs.
"I can help you? Really? Oh Shigure, that would be wonderful! I would love to assist you in writing your novel."
Encouraged by her enthusiasm, he led her to his study and she winced at the state of the room.
Junk littered the floor everywhere, in the far corner a wastebasket overflowed with crumpled paper (failed stories,) a large sleeping mat lay in the middle of the room with covers thrown carelessly aside, bookshelves covered a wall filled with countless novels, some on the ground having fallen off the shelves, a closet was pushed against one wall, opened and filled to the brim with clothes spilling out, and squeezed into a small corner was a chair and desk. The desk was messy with pencils and pens scattered on its surface, along with piles and piles of loose sheets of paper and a few 100 page notebooks.
Tohru anime fell at the sight and Shigure sweat-dropped and chuckled nervously.
"Okay, so maybe it is a little disorganized..."
Tohru stared at him blankly. Shaking her head she gave an exasperated sigh.
"Are you absolutely positive that you don't want me to tidy up just a little?"
"Never mind, I'll get a broom."
And she left just like that, only to return seconds later, dressed, holding a broom in her hand, a scarf tied in her hair.
"Well this will take some work, but I can definitely handle it!"
And before Shigure could make a feeble protest, the girl was zooming around the room cleaning up everywhere.
Twin sweat-drops appeared on his forehead as he watched her move at an impossibly fast pace. It was like viewing a movie set in fast-forward mode. First, she made up his bed, tucking the covers neatly under the mattress, then she picked the books up, carefully stacking them on the shelves in the order they went in, afterwards she moved to the closet, taking clothes out to fold them or put them on hangers, and then position them neatly in the wardrobe, (A/N: wardrobe, closet, same thing) then she straightened up his desk, re-stacking the papers and notebooks more tidily, and positioning the pens and pencils next to them. Last, and thankfully least, she tackled the dirty floor with the broom, sweeping frantically, picking up papers and throwing them away, and cleaning up the wastebasket.
When she was finally done, she removed the scarf, smiling proudly at how tidy the room now looked.
With her hands on her hips, the riceball exclaimed, "That's much better! Kyo and Yuki won't believe how spotless your study is."
The dog was blinking in surprise at the sparkling room. Rubbing his eyes furiously he took another look. It was clean. His study was actually 100% spotless. It was a miracle!
Tohru gasped loudly as Shigure wrapped her in a tight embrace and buried his face in her chest. Tohru didn't know what to do, so she just stood still flushing a light pink.
At last, Shigure breathed a deep sigh of relief and smiled, releasing the startled girl.
Trying to compose himself, he said gratefully, "Arigato Tohru."
She gazed at him blankly for a moment before a pleased smile spread across her pretty face.
"It was no problem at all, Shigure-san. Now, I believe we have a novel to get to?"
"Oh, yes, of course."
He had almost forgotten about it, having been distracted by Tohru's frantic cleaning episode, but now he walked to his desk and immediately switched to "business" mode.
Picking up a notebook, he flipped through it till he came to a fresh page. Grabbing a pen, he absently tapped it against his chin as he thought.
"Now...what should I-I mean we-write about?"
Tohru pondered the question, biting her lip gently. Then a light bulb materialized over her head.
"I've got an idea! Why don't we write a romance novel?"
Shigure gaped at her, Tohru stared uneasily at the wicked, Cheshire smile creeping onto his face.
"Ahh...yes...a romance story, that is a very good idea Tohru."
But for some reason, Tohru suddenly wasn't very ecstatic about the idea.
"Umm...Shigure...exactly who will this be about?"
She should have already known, but the poor, unsuspecting girl was not prepared for what the cunning dog said next.
With an expression of pure innocence, he uttered the dreaded words,
"Why, my dear Tohru, it will be about us of course."
The words struck her with a physical force that nearly knocked her to the ground.
"That's what I was afraid of..." she said softly.
Shigure laughed lightly, patting her head affectionately.
"Don't worry my delicate little housewife, I know you'll love it."