"Tell me again how you came up with the idea to find Chrollo and Kalluto. It was pure genius." Feitan was undoing his tie in the hotel suite he had booked for you both. "You already had won since that was more than half the people, but it was beautiful to see Chrollo's face at being found."

"The rules never said I couldn't just guess. After I found those main people, it was just a matter of having you check every area left. I knew neither of them were around the others, so that eliminated a bunch of the areas. Then, eliminate by size and there you have it." You heard the shower turn on and Feitan rolling up his sleeves. "I like being useful too... I figured Chrollo would see little use in me if I couldn't find him."

"That's true. Alright, come in the bathroom. My master plan begins in here." You blushed as you followed his voice with outstretched hands.

"Do I need to--"

"Undress? That's up to you. But that pretty dress probably isn't waterproof. I'm sure you'll want to wear it again."

You laughed and shrugged. "You're right."

"Try this if you aren't quite ready for that level yet." Feitan thrust fabric in your hands. As you felt it, you could tell it was a plain cloth dress. Nothing special. Immediately, you began stripping. At first, Feitan averted his eyes, but he quickly remembered that you wouldn't even know if he was looking. And so he turned all the way around, that way you would know he wasn't peeking.

Once he heard the rustling stop, he turned back around and complimented you. As you smiled and blushed, he took a step forward. Slowly, his hands wrapped around yours and gently tugged. Warm water rained down on top of you and slowly, you vision lit up in front of you, showing just a small portion of the surround room.

Feitan's face and body lit up first. He was now soaking wet, with a wet, white button-up and wet black slacks. He had a gentle smile on his face. Quietly, you chuckled and asked why you and him were in the shower. And quietly, without releasing your hands, he gave you an answer.

"I thought we could do something you like to do... something.... artsy." He gestured towards the shower wall. "Soap carving?" You eyes lit up in surprise and a smile soon followed. Nodding your head, you reached out for the small knife and soap bar, and then sat down. Feitan repeated the action and laughed as he took a seat. "The trick to this is that although you need the water to see... if you get the soap wet, it'll ruin it. I figure that will make us about even on the skill level. Sound good?"

"It sounds absolutely delightful, Feitan." Leaning over, you lips graced his cheek and you felt the heat immediately rise to his face. "Thank you. I'm having a wonderful day."

He smiled a small smile and looked at his lap. That was all he ever wanted.