Friends, Enimies, and New Lovers

(18 years later)

Miroku ran a hand through his long silvery black hair. He swore under his breath at the textbooks he was carrying in his backpack.
“Need a hand Miroku?” Chris asked. Miroku looked up grateful for the help. Chris easily took the backpack. “What the hell is in here? Bricks?”
“No just about 5 text books.” Miroku said unhappily.
“When will you learn to use a locker?”
“When you tell your father you’re bisexual.” Miroku said with a grin.
“Not likely. He’s homophobic.”
“I know. Come on let’s go get some food.”
“Where from cause I don’t want fast food.”
“Well I’m out of class for the day…so how about pizza?”
“Sure. I think there’s a Pizza Hut near by. My car or yours?”
“Yours. It’s better than the one Jeff let’s me use.”
The two friends headed off to the local pizza place and got a table. The waitress looked at the silver eyed blood red haired man and the silvery black haired and amber eyed man.
“What will it be hot stuffs?” she asked. Chris looked at Miroku and smiled.
“An extra large double pepperoni, Canadian bacon, and extra cheese pizza please.” Miroku said.
“Got it and to drink?”
“Root beer.” Chris said.
“Umm Coke.” Miroku replied. The waitress bounced off, and Chris shook his head. “Nice gal but tries to hard to land a guy.”
“So Chris what are you studying?”
“Would you believe English and music?”
Miroku looked at his best friend and chuckled.
“You can barely speak it.”
“Look who’s talking.”
“True my dad still speaks in broken English. So why English?”
“Well remember I was the editor of the high school’s paper.”
“True. So you want to be a writer?”
“Come on Miroku do you really think I could be a Viking like my father?”
“No you’re way too young for that.”
The waitress placed the pizza on their table and both grabbed a slice.
“And anyway I’m not a history or language major. Neither subject appealed to me.”
“True.”
The two ate the pizza and headed out of the place after paying. The waitress gave Chris a slap on his rear as he left. Chris looked at her.
“Don’t touch me.”
Chris growled as he got into his car. Miroku looked at him.
“Hey it’s not that bad.” Miroku said.
“Says you. I hate having my ass slapped by someone I don’t know.”
Miroku shrugged his shoulder and then leaned over.
“But what if it was by someone you knew?”
“What do you have in mind?”
“My parents are going out tonight. Keri should be staying at a friend’s place since it’s Friday, and Uncle Jeff is out of town. Come over around seven.”
“Sure thing.”
“We can continue your lessons.” Miroku purred.
“Hey I’m not a blushing virgin.”
“Oh I know that, but still you’re not used to kitsune.”
Chris rolled his eyes and drove off. He dropped Miroku off, and the young kitsune bounded into the house.
“Hi mom.” He said.
“Oh hi Miroku. Do you mind babysitting tonight?”
“Mom Keri is supposed to go to Kelly’s house.” Miroku whined.
“I know that, but Keri isn’t feeling well.”
“Fine. But if I have to baby-sit can I have a friend come over?”
“Sure, just as long as you don’t burn down the house.”
“I haven’t done that since I was 6 mom.”
“I know. I still remember seeing the fire department, and you up a tree hiding from your father.”
”So where are you and Dad going tonight?”
“Sad to say I have a business dinner that I have to attend. Your father normally backs out of these things, but with what Mike has been doing recently.”
“Defending your honor again hun mom?”
Kit nodded her head.
“I have to get ready.”
”Okay.”