The young ladies bed, which is obscured by those very same shadows, just happens to be occupied at the moment.  At about 5' 7" he was tall for a Japanese male of his era, which according to the flaming fox print Kimono is one of several centuries bast.  The darkness hides the fiery orange shoulder length and naturally wild hair as it scatters over the anime imprinted pillow.  The black and red cloth is slightly parted giving anyone who happened to be looking in his direction a full view of sleekly built male.  Clearly athletic with cleanly defined muscles, with several manga all scattered about his head...<br/><br/>Hitomaru has settled in quite nicely.  The 'boy' sleeps for a few more seconds until he hears and smells someone very familiar.  Slowly, languorously, he rises and stretches, the gray-green eyes opening slowly, "Konban-wa, Chi-Chi-chan."<br/><br/>[Chi-Chi older form of slang denoting 'cleavage'.]