Chapter Five: what do you Consider me?

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Y/n's POV

I slowly opened my eyes, to be welcomed with a brighter room than the building I was in before. And I was laying on something soft and warm, I turned my head to the side to see I was in a bed. not my bed, not that I have one. I sat up and looked around to see I was in a bedroom, again not mine. 

I swung my feet over the side and hopped out of the bed, I walked up to the door and cracked it open, The place was quiet and empty, I opened the door wider and walked out into the living room the was connected to the kitchen. It was a nice place, and the lights were all on so that meant someone else was here, but who?

I walked further, I now stood in front of the couch and was looking at the kitchen. I turned my head to the left to see stairs leading to another floor. I walked toward them and up them slowly. As I walked up the stairs I heard the sound of water running. I followed the sound and it lead me to a closed door.

Something inside me told me to leave it alone, but another said to look. I stood there for a few seconds, more like a few minutes, deciding which voice to give into. Curiosity got the best of me and I turned the door knob slowly and hesitantly pushed the door open just a little. I looked through the crack and my heart immediately started racing, I felt my cheeks warm up as I looked. I quickly and quietly closed the door and stood there in shock and embarrassment.

He was... showering, oh my gosh, oh gosh, oh gosh, oh gosh. Idiot, idiot, why did I open the door. At least it was all fogged up so I didn't see anything. 

I turned my head and noticed another door a little ways down the hall, I walked up to it, it was closed which I thought was a little weird. I opened the door to reveal another bedroom, this one was different from the other one. It looked to be his, I think.  

I should get out of here, I'm invading his space. 

I turned around and began walking toward the door. Once I left I closed it quietly letting out a sigh. 

What am I thinking, he tried to kill me and I'm over hear looking through his house like I'm interested in what his life is like. But I still don't understand why he brought me here? It doesn't really make sense if you ask me.

I walked down the stairs quietly, and that's when I heard the shower stop. I paused on the steps as my mind went blank. The two things that popped in my head was, one: Could I face him? Two: What would I say to him?

I heard the door open and I froze like I had just looked into the eyes of Medusa. 

Holly cow, why the hell won't I move, I really don't need this right now. Ok calm down, he's the enemy, right I'll get him when he least expects it. 

I felt a smirk on my lips, the thought of killing a person always lightened my mood no matter who it was. I raced down the other half of the stairs, I jumped over the back of the couch and laid down so when he came down the stairs he wouldn't see me.  

I laid there for a few minutes waiting and waiting to hear him walk down the stairs. I t had been around five minutes and I was getting impatient. I sighed and began to sit up, "Ahhh! Holly crap!" I yelled as I sat up, He was standing right there looking at me with a curious look. His hair was all wet still and shaggy looking, it fell over the blindfold...it was...was...

"Did I scare you? I didn't know you would be there either if it makes you feel any better." he said plainly as he walked to the kitchen, my eyes watched his every move. 

"No, you didn't, I wasn't anticipating you, hence I was startled." I formally stated. He let out a chuckle as he opened the fridge, "What the hell is so funny huh?" I asked getting angry.

"You." He chuckled.

"Me, I don't recall saying something funny." I furrowed my brows at the back of him as he poured something. 

"it was what you said, you basically said you got scared just with bigger words." I could tell he was smiling to himself. I let out a Tch and looked the other way, "Here drink this." He walked up to me with a cup of some kind of orange liquid in a glass. 

"What the hell is this?" I asked giving the cup a confused look as I took it from him. 

"Wait, you don't know what that is?" He said sounding surprised as he pointed at the cup. I shook my head no having the same confused look, "It's orange juice, you know the juice from oranges." 

I looked at the juice once again and then smelled it, it didn't smell like anything really, I guess it had a faint sent a something sweet, "How do I know your not making this up? I mean you did try to kill me once, I wouldn't be surprised if I died drinking this, not that I can." I said looking up at him. 

"Ace, I'm not trying to kill you, after all your the only person who's won a fight with me. Trust me I don't want to kill you off, I mean I'll need to have a strong person well...curse like you around." He laughed a little. 

I curse like me around, I don't want to kill you off . What is this feeling, this feeling in my stomach, it doesn't feel painful, it doesn't feel like hunger, it feels like...weird.

"Gojo, Satoru, What do you consider me?

A/n: This chapters a little long but, I hope you enjoy, be sure to leave a comment and vote to if you like :)

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