Zafron and Sakura settled onto the couch in the bedroom, their bodies close but not quite touching. Zafron suddenly burst into laughter, his eyes crinkling at the corners.
Sakura turned to him, her ears perked with curiosity. "What's so funny?" she asked, her tail swishing gently against the cushions.
"I just realized," Zafron said, still chuckling, "you're absolutely crazy. But in the best way possible."
Sakura's lips curled into a sly smile. "Oh? Is that your roundabout way of saying you have a crush on me?" Her eyes sparkled with mischief.
Zafron's laughter subsided, replaced by a playful grin. "Well, I was actually thinking about how that collar is still around your neck," he said, pointing to the light blue accessory. "Doesn't that mean I can still make you do whatever I want?"
Sakura touched the collar lightly, a thoughtful expression crossing her face. "I suppose that's true. There isn't exactly a rulebook for these things, is there?"
