The Light of my Life

Shower Thoughts

Illyana retreated to the bathroom located beside the master bedroom. Her penthouse had three bedrooms as it was originally meant to also serve as a place for her and her sisters to live. When they decided it best to live apart to prevent them from tangling with each other's schedules and habits, Illyana was left the Twin Parks apartment as the others decided on apartments nearby that had amenities they desired. Of course that did not prevent the sisters from sleeping over with one another on busy nights. Illyana's room was the master bedroom located in the eastern side of the apartment, tucked away beside. There was a door that led out to the balcony in the bedroom, but Illyana was not fond of the morning sun so her curtains were covered in deep black, velvet curtains. The balcony was also accessible from the second bedroom beside the master bedroom. Tamotsu sometimes could not make it home working with Illyana late so he typically stayed in that bedroom as a guest. Some of his clothes could be found in the closet when he had to quick-change. The second living room, which overlooked the horizon by way of a large wall of glass windows, also had access to the balconies on the eastern and south west sides of the apartment.

Entering the wash closet the first thing one would see is the counter and sink directly on one's left on the eastern wall. There was a small washing machine that was leaned up against the separating wall that closed off the furo from the rest of the washing room. Illyana carried a basket of clean clothes into the washroom, setting it down on the shelf. While Illyana undressed she pressed a button on the wall so the water in the furo could start heating up. Having smart tools in the apartment was convenient! 

Once fully undressed Illyana wrapped her towel around her body. As she passed the mirror on the way to the furo she stopped. Backstepping the Vampir would look over to the mirror. Pursing her lips she carefully unwrapped hyer towel to examine her body in the reflection. Illyana was the average weight one would expect of a model of her caliber. Just shy of 55kg Illyana had a thin body with very little fat. She had no defined muscles, but she had long legs with plump thighs that those with great culture could appreciate the mental image of sinking one's fingers into the pale flesh. Her breasts were not small, but neither were they large for her size. At 162cm she had C-cup sized breasts, though if one was going by American measurements such barely surpassed B. They were what one could call fun-bags. They could fit perfectly into one's palm. Her crimson eyes stood out against her pale skin. She wasn't one to spend her time in the sun, unlike her other sisters who ended up with a fair color to their skin, but she was what you could call a homebody. If she didn't have work her body was home. Quite lazy despite being hardworking when on the clock. 

Was this the kind of body people really liked? "I don't find it appealing." She reached up to grope her chest, checking her body over. "It feels inadequate." Her cheeks flushed as her thoughts drifted. "Ahh... Tamotsu already has a boyfriend. So unlucky."

Annoyed at her own thoughts, she huffed, wrapping her towel back around her body before heading into the wash room to shower. Putting her towel aside she would settle on the stool, turning on the shower to wash off. Her white hair would darken when wet and stick to her body as she let the warm water wash over her body. She was drained after today. 

"I caused Tamotsu so much trouble." It was embarrassing. "I ended up clinging to him in my moment of weakness." She looked down to her hands, wiggling her fingers. "I touched his b-b-boob."  Why did he even have such a thing?! How muscular was he beneath his clothes?! "I wanna see...."

In the kitchen Tamotsu finished doing the dishes. Folding his apron he would hang it over the handle typically meant for hand towels. "What am I forgetting?" He pressed his thumb and forefinger to his chin, left hand resting on his hip.

Tamotsu had rolled up his sleeves while washing. This put his tattoos on display, but seeing as he was neither at work nor in public he didn't have as much anxiety leaving them in view. As he was getting a little warm while working on cleanup he had undid the first few buttons on his shirt to help air out his chest. Finally finished he took a step back to give everything the once over. Rubbing the back of hand against his forehead he'd quickly remember. 

"Right, Lily's herbs." Turning he headed off to get the flowers for the bath.

By now Lily had settled in the furo, soaking in the hot water. She had tied up her long hair, rolling it in a bathing cap to keep the clean hair from coming in contact with the hot water, lest damage her hair. 

"This is nice. But... I'm not looking forward too much to tomorrow. At least Tamotsu will be with me." Most days she was too busy to even greet him in passing. 

She'd be on her feet all day and in and out of the studio while jumping between too many outfits. Who would have thought becoming a fairy princess was this hard. 

A knock on the door startled Lily from her thoughts.

"U-uhm, come in?" She was a bit surprised by the knock so answered out of sheer shock. 

Tamotsu stepped in, smiling as he weaved through the dense heat induced fog. Keeping his eyes low he would move in closer until he was at the side of the furo. 

"Here you go Lily. I almost forgot." He would set the bowl of herbs by the furo. 

She opened her mouth to speak, but when he knelt down she could see down his shirt, her already red face deepening in its shade. 

Lily nodded slowly. "Thank...you." Tamotsu always worked really hard.

She really envied Liu. He got to spend every day with Tamotsu and know him on a deeper level than anyone else. If only she was born a boy maybe he'd look at her like that...

"Just put it into the hot water and it will make a nice smell and help your skin. I'm going to put your clothes to wash. Don't stay much longer. You're already pretty red." He warned.

He stepped out, leaving poor Lily a little stupified by the interaction. She frowned.

"He didn't even try to peep..." She sulked and sank a bit into the water. "Not even a glance. Either he's the reincarnated Buddha or he really is..." That was something. 

Finally done with her bath Lily would dry off and settle into her pajamas, which Tamotsu had laid out for her on her bed.

Against the wall of the room was a great, Western-style canopy bed with thick quilts and a plethora of stuffed animals along the footboard. Lily got cold easily due to her lower blood pressure so always had comfy cozy quilts. She had a desk in the room with a small metal basket Tamotsu would put her mail in. A journal was neatly laid on the center with a collection of pencils and pens organized in a holder. Picture frames of her immediate family hung over the desk. Beside it stood a bookshelf lined top to bottom with books, novels, magazines, and decorative plants, as she's like to kill real plants within the week of getting them. 

Her closets were filled end to end with outfits Tamotsu kept in easy to access spaces by hanging not a single piece of clothing hung by type folded away in drawers: but sets, that way Lily can just pick an outfit and go! Tamotsu's meticulous eye to detail changed Lily's life.

A pair of comfy pajama pants, bright blue, with a matching top: the outfit had a fun pattern of little mascot bats all over the pants and on the collar of the top. Her bed had been prepared so all Lily had to do was slide under her covers.

"Good night Momo!" She smiled before turning to her side and pulled the covers over her form. 

Setting a cup of water by her nightstand he would grunt softly in confirmation. "Good night Lily. We have an early morning tomorrow so I'll be waking you early." He could hear her grumbling at the vile suggestion of waking with the sun. "Ah and if Lily has trouble rousing from slumber I will just carry her out of bed again."

With the threat hanging he would leave the room. When Lily heard the door click she turned her body to face it, mouth under the comforter as she glared out.

"That's not a threat!" She quietly fumed.

The very thought of being against his body again flustered her. Tucking her head away she would go to sleep.

With the day finally done Tamotsu turned on the news on the living room's television. It seems the paparazzi's hunt for lowbrow tabloid pieces came to a pitch. He put the TV on mute while he glared at the headline, the can of beer in his hand bending beneath his tense fingers. 

【Black Moon's Alukah Illyana in a secret relationship with her manager Mori Tamotsu.】

The image still was of Tamotsu holding her up during her fainting spell that morning.  When he downed the remainder of his beer he crushed the can in his anger, only for his phone to ring moments later. The name on the Caller ID was expected:

[Sahar Helel]