The Morning After (Il Gatto Sul G, Atsushi/Riya)

Riya was watching him. Black Riya to be exact. He’d been like that all day, following Atsushi around the house while he cleaned. At first it had been a little annoying, especially since Riya didn’t say anything and he didn’t seem to be in a mood to talk. Or at least he didn’t answer Atsushi any time that he tried to talk. After the first hour he’d gotten used to it, and Riya’s presence was just like that of a housecat that would follow him around.

At least Riya wasn’t avoiding him. After last night, he’d expected Riya to be mad him, assuming he remembered at all. But he hadn’t changed back to white Riya, at least not yet.

Atsushi stared around the room. There didn’t seem to be anything left for him to do here. A glance at his watch told him it was almost noon.

He glanced at the blonde perched on the couch. “Do you want some lunch?”

Riya just stared back at him.

With a sign, Atsushi headed for the kitchen. The soft padding of bare feet on carpet followed him. The kitchen was bright and clean, mid-day sun shining in through the large windows. He’d cleaned the kitchen first, while he was making breakfast before Riya woke up. There was still a bit of food left in the refrigerator – he’d have to go grocery shopping later in the week, but they at least had enough that he could keep Riya and himself fed until Wednesday.