In the bedroom, Genya walked over, lifted a corner of the covers, and patted the pillow.
"All right, time for bed. Don't worry. If that bastard Black Zetsu won't keep you company, I will."
Kaguya stood beside the bed, watching the man sitting on its edge, patting the pillow with an utterly harmless smile.
Her mind had been a muddled mess ever since she came out of the bathroom.
Now that mess solidified, as though someone had poured a basin of cold water into it and instantly frozen it solid.
She understood.
Genya Uchiha wanted to perform humanity's most primal act of mating with her.
Her face went from red to white, then white to red, before finally settling on a very pretty pink somewhere between the two.
She opened her mouth to say something, but something seemed to block her throat, leaving her unable to make a sound.
Genya looked at her expression.
"What are you thinking? We're just sleeping. Nothing but sleeping. You take the bed, I'll take the floor. If Black Zetsu won't keep you company, I will. I mean that literally."
Kaguya looked at him, suspicion, confusion, and a trace of inexplicable anticipation mingling in her eyes.
Genya lay down, tucked both hands behind his head, and looked at the ceiling.
"Turn out the light."
Kaguya stood beside the bed in silence for a long time.
Then she bent down and blew out the oil lamp on the table.
She lay on the bed and pulled up the covers, then turned onto her side to look at the man with his eyes closed, a faint smile still lingering on his lips.
The room fell quiet.
The next morning, sunlight streamed in and fell across the rumpled bedding.
Kaguya leaned against the headboard, her long hair