Sarai's Apartment

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Sarai's bedroom consists of a large white bed near the door, above the bed hangs a black and white picture of cherry blossoms. Across from the bed is her bookshelf. In the corner she has a desk and chair. Beside the desk is her painting easel and brushes, a few feet from that is a music stand. A washroom, kitchen, and small guest room come off the living room, the washroom is full of creams and ivory colors. The guest room contains a double bed, another bookshelf (full of classic novels), and a small dresser with additional shelves,
She has a small living room and has her TV set up across from the leather couch and coffee table. The kitchen is made out of bamboo, light oak, marble and appliances.

"Sounds alright with me." Zero said, yawning a bit. Zero smiled, getting up. He walked over and sat down on the couch.

Sarai smiles and sits with him, enjoying being near him. "I was so relieved this morning. But it's disconcerting, knowing there was a possibility that I might have been pregnant. And the fact that any period sucks." She chuckles, humourless. "Ironic, I was wishing for this."

Zero chuckled. "Well, we can only see what the future brings." Zero said. "The past is gone, and the future is always changing." Zero said.

She smiles, "That is so true." Resting her head on his shoulder, she sighs happily. Feeling slightly nauseous, she carefully gets up, darting to the washroom. "One minute." She says urgent. She shuts the door behind her, grabbing something to help with her stomach. She feels a dull ache and sighs. It's just a period. Feeling a wave of nausea she leans over the toilet bowl and throws up.

Zero heard her throwing up. He sighed. He knew she had to be feeling horrible, since she was on her peroid. He waited for her to come back before he checked up on her.

Sarai washes up and brushes her hair, typing it back. She walks out of the washroom, embarrassed. "Sorry, I get kinda sick. It usually helps if I don't have breakfast, but I guess it didn't this time." She blushes, "You're lucky that you're a guy, you don't have to deal with it."

"I guess I am lucky I don't have to worry about it." Zero said. He yawned, looking at the clock. An hour and 30 minutes until the movie would start. What could they do until then?

She sees him look at the clock. "I've wasted 30 minutes, sorry." She runs her tongue along her teeth, and shudders. Grabbing his hand she walks into the washroom. She brushes her teeth, and rinses her mouth with mouthwash. "There, better. I hate that taste." She sighs, "What do you want to do, we could watch TV and just relax."

"Its no problem. You can't help it. Its a natural thing." Zero said. "T.V. sounds good. What do you want to watch?" Zero asked, getting the remote.

She nods, smiling. "Yup. And I don't really have any preferences, I just channel surf until I find something interesting." She laughs, "I don't really have a favourite show, you decide."

Sarai walks in with Kazumi. "This is my place, I hope you like it." She shows her around, pointing out what she will need to know. Walking into to guest room, she grabs new sheets. "This is where you can sleep. There's drawers for your stuff, a TV, an alarm clock, and more stuff." She smiles, "Is there anything you need?"

She nods, "Are you hungry? If so I have some leftovers from dinner." She smiles, "You can make something if you like, just make yourself at home."

he smiles, "Garlic Herb Chicken with Rice and vegetables." She pauses, "I can heat you up a plate."

She smiles, "His name is Zero Kaji. He lives next door." She pauses, "Technically, sometimes he stays in the guest room, but rarely." She smiles, "He likes staying over, that way he can have my cooking." She chuckles, "Just to warn you he might be around a bit."

She chuckles, "Not would be fun necessary, it would be to see his face if you change back and he doesn't know." She smiles, "Follow me," She says, walking into the kitchen. She grabs a plate and stacks it with food, and places it in the microwave. When heated she puts the plate on the table with cutlery and a glass of water. "Eat up."

She smiles, "Thanks. It doesn't matter much to me. I don't care either way, but it would be fun if we cold trick him."

She shrugs, "It's not really ever planned. He pops in, or goes next door. I hear him and invite him in for an actual dinner." She smiles, "He prefers my cooking. And when he stays over he wakes up to breakfast, I guess that's why he likes it here."

She smiles, "I'm gonna rest when you're done eating, I've had a busy day."