Now for a little pillow talk between Anzuki. Nice filler for everyone.
Chapter Twenty: Lotus Pillow:
The disorder of my hair
Is due to my lonely sleepless pillow.
My hollow eyes and gaunt cheeks
Are your fault.
--“XLIV” from The Love Poems of Marichiko by Kenneth Rexroth 1978
Rain poured on in the night. Anna and Tsuzuki lied awake in bed together.
“Do you think I’m flawed? Tell me honestly.”
“Yes, just like me. But, that’s what makes you more attractive.”
“Yes.” She takes that thought to heart. He looks over at her.
“We’ve had so much rain over these past few days.”
“Kind of wish it would stop.”
“I don’t know. It seems nice. Gives us the excuse to be together like this.”
“That’s true.” She kissed him on the lips. He kissed back. She snuggled up close to him under the sheets.
“It’s been five days since this relationship started.”
“You’ve been counting?”
“I have to, remember?”
“No… Oh yeah. That…”
“Yeah…” Grim silence followed. He held her hand tightly under the sheets.
“Want to talk about something else?” She gripped his hand as well.
“Saw your pictures again. Some of them have you with short hair. What happened there and when was that?”
“Aw. Poor judgment at seventeen years old. Got a haircut that summer in San Diego. Big mistake! I hated it. I just didn’t look right with short hair.” She shook her head for a moment.
“I vowed never to cut my hair again.”
“Awww! But it looked so cute short.”
“No, I’m not.”
“You really mean it?”
“Oh wow… That’s just…”
“I still have that picture you gave me.”
“You do?” He nodded at her.
“Yep. It’s in my coat.” He licked along her neck.
“You look just as great as you did in high school.”
“Ooo! Got a taste for jailbait?”
“Nooo.” She laughed at his tone.
“Dirty old man!”
“I am not!” She only laughed at him. His cheeks flushed a desperate red.
“I’m not!” She laughed until breathless. Silence passed. She leaned forward and kissed him on the tip of his nose.
“I love you, though.” She stroked lightly on his chest. He kissed her wrist with a tiny kiss. So sweet… Then, his earlier, idea popped up in his head.
“I noticed that you don’t have any new pictures of your life now.” She shut her eyes a bit.
“I’m working on it. Don’t worry.”
“Well, I was thinking…” He paused for a moment before speaking. His hand tightened around hers.
“Could we get some pictures together? Just you and I?” She smiled with her eyes closed.
“Sure.” He smiled as he shut his eyes as well.
“We are damaged.”
“But, I love you.”
“I love you too.” They spoke no more. The rain just carried them off to sleep for the night.