<div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i42.photobucket.com/albums/e327/steusloffa/Dicks/Edits/9caf6e05-0c70-4bf9-b721-e5fa7ffc2c20_zps5ec09f50.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #FF0000">Izu</span></span></div><br/><br/><br/>Izu let out an irritated groan when his cell phone lit and and started to buzz. His hand reached over to a small table and flipped open the phone, it was the owner of the graveyard. The message was about him asking for vacation earlier that week. The young man let out a small sigh, his vacation had been approved. It had been a pretty long time since he had last had a vacation. The time off would be nice, though he probably would just spend it alone inside. The sounds of dropping plastic caught his attention. The noise was coming from back in the living room. Izu groaned at the thought of what Alida, as he now knew her, was doing. The thought of the girl breaking more things caused an unpleasant feeling in his stomach, but it was short lived as the girl appeared in his doorway.<br/><br/>Her eyes were a little red and puffy from crying, tears still falling down her cheeks. The sight of her twisted his stomach into knots. While Izu wasn't exactly a friendly guy, he wasn't heartless. It was the sight of the hastily reconstructed clock that pushed him over the edge. Now he felt like an asshole. Even if he was in the right for being angry over, what was eventually a stranger, breaking his clock, it didn't make her appearance sit any better with him. She kept repeating something in a language he couldn't understand. Despite this, he had a general meaning of what it meant by how she looked.<br/><br/>He had done it now, made a girl cry over something she probably didn't understand. Izu let out a pathetic sigh as he sat up, his hand scratching the back of his head.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Yeah...Sorry, I guess..."</span></span>he said in a hushed, guilty, tone. The young man then forced himself to his feet and approached the girl, reaching out to her, though pausing slightly when she flinched.<span style="font-style: italic">Ouch.</span>That pulled a bit on what little heart strings he had. Izu took the clock from the girl and gave it a once over, shaking it a little. The insides rattled around and caused Izu to cringe a little bit. Yeah, it was broke for sure.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">"Well, I guess it's the thought that counts. Thanks."</span></span>he said before setting the broken clock down and out of the way.<br/><br/>Now that the clock was out of the picture, Izu was now painfully aware of the girl and her body once again. It wasn't like he hadn't seen a naked girl before. That wasn't what made this an issue. What made this an issue was the strange physical attraction he had to her. It was a little unnatural, but not really in a bad way. It was hard to explain, almost like she was some sort of rare exotic flower that you wanted to pick and keep for yourself. Curious eyes trailed over her body. Her pretty pink nipples were hard, probably because of the cold. Her body had a shiver to it that caused her to jiggle a little. While it was nice to watch, it was dangerous as well.<br/><br/>The young man shifted his gaze from her body to her face once more. He wasn't sure if she understood that he appreciated what she had attempted to do, but what could he do to let her know, while he was still mad, he had forgiven her. Without saying a word, Izu stepped aside and ushered the girl inside his room by placing a hand halfway on her butt. When she was inside his room, he walked out and grabbed one of the blankets and laid it out over the sofa for the girl to lay under. He came back and pointed to the sofa and blanket, then closed his eyes and made snoring sounds while laying his head on his hands. He did that only for a few seconds, hoping she understood.<br/><br/>Shortly after that, he tossed the other blankets onto his bed and then turned out the lights. This made it pretty much pitch black in every room, his included. It took only a few seconds for Izu to crawl back onto his mattress, throwing his boxers down beside the bed. He normally slept nude and was counting on the girl to sleep on the sofa, but that had yet to be determined to be true.