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Warm and so very comfortable, Hatori felt like he was wrapped in a loving embrace. Although he was sleeping, he knew she was there. It had been ages since he'd felt so cherished, and so loved. Funny, though, wasn't she a married woman now? He drove the unwelcome thought from his consciousness, instead trying to focus on the way he felt now. Unfortunately, a persistent noise began dragging him quite unwillingly into wakefulness. Finally, his eyes snapped open, and he struck at the obvious source of the irritation.

"I thought I told you not to bother people too much, Ayame!"