Pretending
Tora sighed, this girl wouldn't stop talking. He wished he was back at his place playing video games with Pon. Not that it matter, Hiroto would never know how he really feels. Not only that he wouldn't tell him, but he didn't think he could tell him. He took a sip of his sake, he couldn't remember how many he had. It wasn't that she wasn't pretty, because she was. She was very beautiful to look at. She had a dress that went above her knees and hugged every curve. He sighed again, 'I think that the alcohol is getting to me.' He thought as his eyes looked at her. She smiled at him, her cheeks turning pink. He realized he had been staring at her. He muttered something and took another sip of his drink. The more he drank, the more she was starting to look like someone else. Some one that was shorter than him, with dark eyes and blonde hair. Before he even knew what he was doing, their lips were locked in a passionate kiss. His hands roamed her body, she didn't seem to mind. She whispered something in his ear that sounded like a place. Her place maybe? They got up and left the bar, he didn't know where they were headed. He was a little too buzzed to know or care. She led him up to her place and her room. Her clothes were leaving her very fast, he didn't remember taking off her bra. She was on top kissing his neck, he moved his head to the side so she could get better access and saw a picture. He got up and and reached for it. Even in his buzzed state he could see what it was, a wedding picture. There she was in a white dress, standing next to the groom. She took the picture from his hands and told him he wouldn't get back until next week. She continued to kiss his neck and down his chest, even though he was still sitting up. It wasn't right, he couldn't be here. He wouldn't be here. He got up and left, ignoring her questions. He closed the door behind him, he didn't know where to go. He went back to his house to find it empty. He picked up the phone and texted someone to come over that he knew, he wouldn't feel guilty having her over. She came as promised, with no one. He knew his best friend would share her, even if it was just for tonight. He liked the fact she didn't as a lot of questions. Mainly 'are you okay?' and small stuff like that. She made tea and gave him two small blue pills to take. She helped him to to bed and tucked him in. She was about to leave but he asked her to stay. It was sad, they both knew it was temporary replacement for someone else. She crawled in beside him, he pulled her close to him and pretended she was someone else. He told her about what happened that night as he stroked her hair. "I like blonde hair and brown eyes." He said slurring his words. "Then you should tell him." She replied/ "I can't." He whispered holding her even tighter. He kissed her harder than normal. His buzzed state making him sloppy, but he didn't care. He kissed everywhere he saw exposed skin. He moved on top of her. It wasn't enough, he all but ripped her shirt off. She stopped kissing him back. She knew he would be asleep soon. He knew she stopped responding to him long ago, but he couldn't help it. He said another's name, not hers. His hands went to her pants, tugging on them. She turned around, her back facing him. He kissed her back, moving his hands all over her. He could feel the affects of the alcohol taking over him. He pulled at her bra kissing her neck. He felt himself fall into darkness. She felt him slump over. She rolled over and moved him beside her, covering him up with a blanket. She texted Shou and told him, he was fine that she'd be staying here for tonight. She didn't want to leave him by himself or to wake up alone. She'll text Pon in the morning and have him come over to check up on him tomorrow. But for now she'll stay in the arms of another, knowing it's not her that he wants.