A window

"There." Akira said as he pointed out a window a little out of reach. It wasn't as high at the window from the house, but it was still too high for either of them by themselves.

"We...gotta do that again, huh?" she asked, still reeling from the groping. He nodded. "I don't think I need to get on you like last time though. Maybe you can just lift me by my feet." He nodded and walked over to the window. He faced her and knelt down with his hands out. She sighed and walked over, stepping onto his hands and reaching up as he lifted her. She soon reached the window and grabbed onto it. She was painfully aware as she opened the window that he was likely eye level with her crotch. She tried to ignore it and the blush it caused as she **** the window open. She began to pull herself up as Akira continued lifting her up to it.

She managed to start getting herself through it before she got stuck. She hadn't opened it up enough for her entire body, so she wiggled around to try to get to a position where she could open it up more.

"Woah..." she heard Akira say behind her. She froze as it hit her. He had a perfect view of her bent over ass as she was stuck in the window. He could probably also see some of her pussy.

"God dammit..." she uttered, and just decided to deal with it. She continue wiggling and was able to reach the window latch again. Suddenly, she heard voices. Seriously? More people?! As she continued struggling, she jumped as she felt Akira suddenly push on her ass. He was rough as he tried to help get her through the window. Finally, she was able to open the window enough to get herself through, and she fell out into the street. She could hear Akira getting cursed out by the girls who came in. Remembering to apologize later, she rushed back to LeBlanc.

She felt a sense of deja vu.

When she made it, she checked that no one could see her. Sojiro was the only one there, thankfully. She readied herself, and opened the door, sprinting inside in a ducking position. Sojiro looked up and was confused to see no one there. When he walked to the door, she ducked around and made it to the stairs, which she climbed quickly.

Once she made it up, she sat against the bed, and breathed a sigh of relief. Her luck was just awful lately wasn't it?

She waited there a few minutes before she heard the door downstairs and footsteps rushing to the stairs. Akira's head appeared and he rushed over to her.

"You okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine. What about you? Did you get in trouble?" she asked.

"I got yelled at, paid for the meal, and ran back her as fast as I could." he answered.

"I...can't believe you did something like that for me...again!" she said, feeling extremely guilty. She looked down at the floor. "My attempt to thank you even ended up making me even more indebted to you..." Akira grabbed her chin and lifted it.

"I'd do anything for you." he said, looking deep into her eyes. "Even if it embarrasses me, I'll do it. Whatever you need." Futaba was silent. She couldn't believe the words coming out of his mouth.

He'd really do anything...for her?

Her heart pounded as she suddenly felt herself drawing closer to him. Her eyes began to close as they drew nearer, their lips inches from each other before...

"Hey, where's Futaba?"

Sojiro's voice coming from downstairs jolted them both out of it. "She went home." he yelled, then turned to her. "I want you to try to stay here and hide out." He bit his lip, hesitating. "I...want to tell you something tonight. Do you think you can hide out?"

"I can stay here all day if you're here with me." she answered, and he smiled. His bright smile made her giggle like a little girl. Then she remembered her state of dress. "Do...you happen to have another spare shirt?"

He laughed again.