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Nodding to her, Shun took that as an ok to head to his place. Getting the car going again, he started to drive on home, hoping he was right about his dad. It would be... troublesome if the older Kuroda was around. But he was certain that he was out on a 'business trip' for a few days.

"Not many people would say I'm a good anything," he said in mild amusement before glancing towards her, "Selfish? As I recall I was treating you with the outing. Nothing selfish for accepting it."

His home indeed wasn't too far off, it was about a fifteen minute drive from the Orchestra Hall. The Kuroda household was a fairly sizable one, considering it only housed two people, but it was probably considered large by 'rich people standards'. Pulling up into the driveway, the boy glanced over at her again before heading to the entrance.

The interior wasn't overly elaborate, but it did have its fair share of decor and fanciness; usually things of Asian origin. All the lights had been off and his father's car was missing so his assessment had been true about the guy being away.

"Don't worry about it," was all he said to her concerns.

Raising a brow, he glanced back to see Mitsu in awe of the place. He could only guess that she lived in a considerably smaller home. That aside, it seemed that a lot of the various pieces inside, chunks of Japanese artwork and such had captivated her as well.

"Just my father and I," he answered before adding something else with a hint of bitterness or possibly anger, "My Mother used to live here as well."

Shun didn't mind the pauses here and there and just continued on towards his room. It was one of the smaller areas of the house, but still larger than the dorm rooms they had at the school. Aside from his bed, there was a small flat screen tv... and a weapon rack that had a fair number of various blades. They all looked rather sharp and usable, and most likely they had been used at least once.

There were a few other things about, and the general scheme of things were black and gold it seemed.

"..Welcome to my home," he finally said while turning towards her.

The next morning, Shun awoke, still holding onto Mitsu lightly. It took only a moment to recall what had happen the night before. In a sense it felt like a distant dream, but here she was right with him. There was a sense of confusion within him, but he shoved it aside. Glancing down at her, he just remained where he was, not wanting to disturb her sleep.

She seemed so peaceful just sleeping there like that. Over all, she always had this sense of innocence that just couldn't be faked. It was something that was lost on most people by now, and something he never had.

As time went on, Shun just laid there, thinking about a variety of things. Essentially, he was trying to figure out if there was anything else he could do or if anything he had done really helped the girl at all. It was a little too early to say for the latter. That didn't stop him from speculating though.

Feeling Mitsu stir, he looked back down on her as she awoke.

"Good morning," he said quietly before moving his hand finally, but only so he could brush some of the hair out of her face, "Don't worry about it. Did.. you sleep well?"

Shifting a bit so he could face her more easily, he nodded to her as she said she had slept well. That was always a good sign he supposed, though he didn't recall any thrashing on her part anyway throughout the night. Then, tilting his head at her request his eyes softened briefly before the rare crack of a smile appeared on his features.

"Of course.. You're.. probably one of the few things I can actually smile about," he said quietly before the smile grew a little warmer as he gazed at her. Over all, he was feeling rather content this morning.

The smile, though weak, continued to linger as he saw her smile in return. It felt... strange, and he wasn't quite certain what to make of it. But Shun couldn't recall if he felt anything similar in the past. If he had, it was a long time since he had felt anything remotely like this.

"Don't thank me for that," he said while catching the watery look in her eyes, "Is... there something wrong?"

He couldn't think of why she would be on the verge of crying here.

At her answer, Shun's smile actually grew a little. While he knew people could cry from being happy, it was still a strange thought. It never happened to him personally. As a result, he brought and arm around to her back to hold her a little closer. Not something he would typically do... but it seemed like a good idea.

The question she asked had him thinking for a moment as he wasn't entirely certain what would come next.

"Do... you want to go somewhere..? We could stop by the school to get some normal clothes.. and I need to drop off the car but.. I wouldn't mind spending more time with you..?"

This hadn't been a part of his original 'cheer up' plan, but then again, neither was sleeping with her. He was enjoying her company though. It was different hanging around her than hanging around Bent-Tail. Shun figured that may have to do with the fact that he and Bent grew up together and often worked together on... many things. Speaking of such things, he wondered if he should ever tell Mitsu about that.. he was worried she'd turn away from him if she knew but at the same time a part of him felt that she should know.

Sitting up, Shun looked at their clothing on the ground. It would be a little strange for Mitsu to be up and about in the dress. He would have offered to let her borrow something from him but they wouldn't fit her in the slightest most likely. And there were no women living in this house either for that matter.

It seemed that there was something else on his mind as well as he took awhile to actually get moving once he had sat up.

"Breakfast sounds nice.." he said, sounding a little distant for the moment as his mind. He seemed like he was going to say something else, but he soon just shook his head before looking towards her.

"If the weather's nice, we could take a walk around too," he suggested, "You... do have time today right?"