A midnight snack

You keep tossing and turning on your futon trying to get to sleep, but it's no use. That damn ringing is driving you mad. You glance over at the clock. 2:21 a.m. damn, it's been 2 hours now since you went to bed. You'd think with the jet lag you'd be too exhausted to think. You must've gotten more sleep on the plane than you thought.

Speaking of which, what was up with that dream?  It was so vivid and realistic, well, as realistic as a purple ship floating through space could be.  At least it wasn't a yellow submarine.  And what did Igor's reading mean?  Not that you put much stock in those sorts of things.  You just chalk it up to the airplane food.

Your stomach rumbles, reminding you that you hadn't eaten since the flight.  You hope Ryota won't mind if you scavenge something from the fridge and who knows, maybe it'll get your mind off the ringing.  It's gotten more intense since the dream.  And that's not all; you can almost hear a voice.  Not a voice, more like someone's exhaling in a **** rattle.

You shake your head and lightly slap yourself to reorient yourself, and then head downstairs as best as you can in the dark relying on your memory to guide you to the fridge.  When you get there, you open the door and are temporarily blinded by the light.  When your eyes manage to adjust you can't help but jump as you find Hinako standing next to you.  She giggles cutely at your reaction and looks you over.  You curse yourself for not coming down here in anything more than boxers.  Well two can play at that game.  She's in nothing more than a pair of white cotton panties and a tank top that leaves her midriff exposed.  Shit, you shouldn't have looked.  Every conscious thought is directed to keeping yourself soft as Hinako speaks up.  

"What are you up to down here?"  She asks with a certain smug satisfaction over getting the drop on you.  You tell her you were just looking for a midnight snack.  She does that adorable giggle again, "Me too.  I was so excited to finally see you after all these years that I forgot to eat too.  Wanna grab something and eat together. . . in your room?"  The twinkle in her eye indicates that she’s thinking of something else entirely.  Your hunger is forgotten, replaced by another craving as Hinako takes your hand and guides you upstairs.