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       Anyone that knew Opal would know she was a bit of a sex fiend. Never one to turn down a good time, that was for certain. Lately, it had been Akito who was getting the brunt of her behaviors, though thankfully enough for him she didn’t request it constantly. But just often enough that they had gotten used to each other, enough for Akito to even sleep over and stay for lengthy periods of time.

       However, today Opal was occupied with watching watching a documentary on cats, seated comfortably in the livingroom with a bowl of popcorn. She’d been doing this since she woke up, and now that she thought about it... Akito still hadn’t gotten up to join her. Placing her bowl on the coffee table, she got up and made her way back to the bedroom, only to be met with a still sleeping Aki.

       At first she wondered just how soundly he could sleep. But then, a rather dirty idea came to mind. Smiling to herself, she quietly stepped towards the bed; climbing on the end of it and sitting beside his hips. Carefully, she pulled the blanket away from his body, doing it slowly so as not to wake him. And finally, her fingers soon latched into his boxer shorts, pulling them down as well.

“There’s a reason why headphones are a thing, ya know?”

“Besides, you should also listen to this~”

Illya couldn’t believe this. She’d only wanted to read in the park, since Shirou was busy at work and Rin was doing some strange experiment that she personally didn’t want to get involved in, because she didn’t want to get blown up or catapulted across Fuyuki, thank you very much. The Tohsaka heir was a talented magus, true, but there were some things she’d yet to get correct.

Even so, she’d expected it to be a quiet day. She’d had to avoid a couple of children playing with a ball, because she didn’t want to get hit in the head, but otherwise it had been a perfectly normal day. That should have been enough, except it seemed like her brother’s awful luck was starting to rub off on her. It had started with the cat.

The white-haired homunculus, you see, was not fond of cats, not in the slightest. And this one in particular was a large cat, with the look of a stray, like the kind that’d sooner scratch your eyes out if you came close to it. She’d taken great pains to avoid it, except for the small fact that she’d left her book lying on the park bench, where the cat could easily find it. The worse part was, since Shirou had been rushed the last night--he’d forgotten homework, or something, he’d only had time to make sandwiches up for lunch. Turkey sandwiches, in particular, and the cat could probably smell that on the book; she could only watch in dumbstruck amazement as the stray picked up the book in its mouth and started walking away.

“Oh, no, you don’t,” she hissed under her breath, taking off after the cat. Unfortunately, the beast realized it was being chased down, and naturally picked up speed. And somehow such a scraggly creature could really run, so she had to sprint to keep up with it. And sprinting in a skirt was hard. She knew she was going to hate herself later, because her physical stamina was absolutely pathetic, but she had to get the book back.

                                          i am homesick for you

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