Now it wasn't just my shoulders. It was down my elbows, the hairs on the back of my neck and my stomach all knotting itself into tight coils of nervousness.
I pursed my lips and leaned forward. "Why?"
"I wanted to talk to someone."
His voice was dull and monotonous it filled my senses with automatic sympathy. Sighing, I stood up. I think Kai must have heard my footsteps near the door because he shuffled in front of the door too.
Twisting the knob, I swung the door open to reveal a white faced Kai, tousling his own blue-black hair with one hand. He wasn't in just a towel like before. He was dressed in all black, just like the first time I met them. But now he looked like a cute chibi rather than an amateur WW fighter.
The difference was so astounding I ended up laughing at him.
He blushed when he heard me laugh and raised his eyebrows at me, "Did I do something funny?"
