It's been a while since I had time to write! Happy December to everybody :) In this chapter Amaris has a bit of a fiery side... Sebastien gets on her bad side. Again. 

Despite his three-hour nap earlier, it seems Sebastien was still tired. Although it was only seven o'clock, he had gone to sleep. I'm sitting in the living room on the couch, recalling dinner. It hadn't been stellar. I had hoped by cooking he would have softened up a bit, but clearly not. I sigh. It's growing late, and I'm wondering when Asuka and they will get home.

The phone rings. I rush towards it, hoping Sebastien won't wake up. He's grouchy on a normal day; Heaven forbid I upset him even more.

"Hello?"

"Amaris-chan! You're still awake. How's Bas?"

"Oba-san. He went to sleep again. Personally, I think he's still pretty angry with me."

"Oh, Amaris-chan! I'm so sorry, but there's been some trouble with the car. We've decided to stay over by Papa's parents, alright?"

What? But...then...no way...

"I'm alone in the house with him?"

*

I'm lying back on the couch two hours later. I'm still trying not to freak out. I'm alone in a house with a boy for the first time. And, worse, it's someone I used to dream about being in this situation with. No, I cannot... I sigh, and get to my feet, feeling slightly dizzy from the blood rushing to my head.

I should go shower and sleep myself. That way, I wouldn't keep fantasizing. I dread the thought of going into Sebastien's room to shower. Wait, no one's here. I can use the other shower! Silently cheering, I'm halfway to the bathroom when I realise all of my things are in Sebastien's room. My shower things, I mean. I hadn't moved them. I suppose I could use Suzana's, but her bath things have such a strong scent. They give me headaches.

If I'm going to break into his shower I may as well use it. I change direction and head into my room, taking clothes to change into. I open the adjoining door as quietly as possible, and slip into his room.

*

I shower quickly, and as silently as I can. I get dressed with haste as well. Gathering up my brush and towel, I open the door and peek into his room. Dimly illuminated by the light from the bathroom, I see Sebastien asleep on his bed. My breath catches. Damn, damn, damn. I had tried to apologise, hadn't I? Maybe...I can leave him a note.

Walking over to his desk, I shoulder the towel in one hand, and I rummage about for a piece of paper. I take up one of his pens, and I am about to write something, when I stop. This is stupid. I'll tell him I'm sorry in the morning. I walk past his bed again, heading to the door, when something grips my wrist. I jump and drop the towel, my brush clattering to the floor.

I turn around and see Sebastien propped up on an elbow, looking at me. I blush.

"What are you doing?"

"I...um... Was taking a shower."

"Why were you by my desk?"

"Um..."

His expression changes, his eyes narrowing and his mouth curved into a smirk. My heart is hammering. Jeez, I'm in his bedroom, alone with him.

Suddenly, so quickly I don't register in which order he does it, he straightens up and pulls me onto the bed, turning me so I'm pinned onto the mattress. One of his hands is holding me down by my wrist. My eyes widen and I'm staring up at him.

"Don't worry," he says. His voice is faint, almost as though it's resonating from another world. "I won't make this embarrassing for you."

"I..."

He's leaning in, getting closer. I can hear him breathing, feel the heat of him from his clothes. I place my hand on his chest, and I force myself to look into his eyes. I swallow and close my eyes. And count to ten.

"What exactly are you playing at?" I whisper, looking into his eyes. I flush. He really does have pretty eyes.

"I'm afraid I don't get your meaning. I'm a man, you're a woman... isn't it obvious?"

He leans in closer, and I feel his lips ghosting over my neck. No, this isn't happening. Is he serious?

"After all, you did say you'd do anything for me, to make up for this evening right? Isn't it fitting to pay me back with your body, because they used mine?"

I swallow again, and I reach up and touch his arm. I had always told myself that if, for whatever reason, I ended up in a situation like this, I would not panic.

What am I doing?

Panicking.

"I...I told you I'm sorry. I..."

"You said you'd repay me."

But...!

He's getting closer. I close my eyes.

"Sebastien," I whisper. "Please... I know what I said, and I know you know about my crush but please...don't tease me like this."

I open my eyes. One of his eyebrows is lifted. Panicking reflex? Babble off the top of my head.

"I know that's what you're doing. You're not like that. You wouldn't do something like this. You have nothing to gain, and besides, it's wrong, you'd want to have a...I don't know, a wholesome relationship with someone before, I'm not sure what your stance is on marriage with this issue but I can probably guess and I think...Why are you laughing?!"

Because he is. He had lifted off of me, and his shoulders are shaking with laughter. I take up a pillow and smack him hard on the arm. I keep hitting him with it, until finally he stops me.

"You bastard!"

"Forget the wholesome part," Sebastien says, still laughing, "I don't want to date you."

"Jerk."

"And also, nothing to gain from it? I'd have to agree with you there, but just because it's you. Anyone else and-"

I'm seeing red.

"Dumbass."

"My, you do have a dirty mouth don't you?"

"Only around you," I snap. "Hell, Sebastien, that was humiliating."

"It did strike me that you never wrote a scenario quite like this. I thought I'd broaden your horizons."

"Jackass."

I get off of the bed before I can call him another name. Heaven forgive me, but I'll think them though. Uncensored too.

"Might I ask why you were by my desk though? I can guess why you were in the bathroom."

I turn around, and I let him have it. I full out yell.

"Because I was going to write a note telling you how sorry I was for today! But now, screw you Sebastien Oshiro! You're a freaking jerk!"

I storm out of his room, slamming the adjoining door behind me. I breathe in, deep breaths. God, that man is really the devil incarnate.

*

Meanwhile...

"Mama, why did we have to come here?" Kentaro complains.

They're all in the hot spring. Akira had already been there when they'd arrived. Asuka isn't listening to him.

"I wonder if they've created a good mood by now? Oh, I'm so happy I gave them adjoining rooms!"

"Oba-san, you don't know nee-chan. I doubt she can create a mood."

"I agree," Kentaro says.

"Oh, stop being negative both of you! Now, if we remodel the house, where should the baby room go..."

A/N: This was a bit embarrassing to write if I'm being honest!! It was embarrassing to watch too, in the anime version >_< . Honestly, I would have smacked Naoki upside the head with his textbook before I took it... anyways... I hope you liked this newest addition! <3