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(The cuddling position the two were in)

Every day after school Michael came to my house and I thought him a new lesson. And I have to give credit where it is due, I now understand how he got into this high school. He might not have a photographic memory or something along those lines but, he seriously comes close to that.

Today I was teaching him how to greet and gesture people of high status and in only one hour he fully understood everything. A normal person would need to at least four days to fully grasp it. And after I had finished teaching him that I decided to give him a small pop quiz on it. "Ok, Michael now we are going to do a little role-playing," I said

"Oh, are you going to pretend to be my wife and we play house for the rest of our lives." Even though I praise him so much on his incredible ability to gain information, he still does this stuff once in a while. It even seems like he is getting flirtier every passing day now.

"I am just going to ignore that. But you will have to play the role as the host of a high-class party and I am the star guest. Good?" I explained to him

He nodded, "So I basically need to use what I learned and use it on you?" Michael clarified.

"Yeah, all the techniques and tricks," I said nodding back.

"I wish I can use my other techniques," Michael said without hesitation.

"Shut up," I said knowing all too well what he meant by that. I tell him to stop it but, he continues to do these kinds of stuff and I just gave up on reacting seriously to what he says. But no matter how hard I try, I still can't shake him off my mind.

I turned around and left the room giving him a few seconds to get into position and the mindset. I took a deep breath and tried to mirror my father's actions when I go to a special event with him. As I was about to open the door it flung open itself and that surprised me but what caught me off guard was seeing Michael. His stance was almost professional with his ankles touching and shoulders back having a small toothless smile.

I took one step inside and the second I entered the room he dipped into a perfect 90-degree bow and greeted me. "Welcome, Mr. Hyugo glad you could make it on this lovely day. If you mine let me take your jacket." His voice was smooth and crystal clear not showing or having any imperfections.

I was mesmerized by it it left me speechless and stuns. "Mr. Hyugo may I have your jacket?" He asked again.

"Oh yeah here" I said gaining my senses back and tried not to get too caught up with this change. I waited till he return but, he didn't return empty-handed. "If you would like I brought you the finest water for you to quench your thirst." He softly reaches out an empty cup and bowed before leaving me alone.

I was getting too flustered right now, and need this to stop or I will do something super dumb. "Ok good job Michael."

"Oh we are done already?" Michael said surprised.

"Yeah," I said but I still couldn't get myself to look into his eyes. I walked back to the couch and relaxed on it placing the empty cup on the table.

Michael soon joined me sitting next to me but a little too close for comfort. I scooted over but he moved over too. I scooted again and he repeated the same action. "Hyugo won't you tell me how I did." He said wrapping his arm around me with a small, almost unnoticeable smirk on his face.

"Oh...um..." I was out of words.

"And can you tell me why you seemed so flustered seeing me act like that. Was that a turn on for you or something." He said lightly tapping his fingers on my shoulders.

"No, it definitely wasn't." I snapped back at him turning to him but, I didn't realize how close he actually was to me.

"You sure?" Michael said

I looked into his eyes not sure of what to do. I felt like it wouldn't do any good in turning away right now so I just played it off, "I am speaking the truth but you did a decent job. You would at least get a B at that." I said finally losing the intense eye contact we were holding.

"Are you sure that is your honest grade in my role-playing?" Michael was really not making this easier for me.

"Yes, why wouldn't it be?" I questioned trying to hide the fact that I paused for a slight second.

"Oh I'm not sure....once the door opened your face turned red and your fingers started to fiddle with your jacket, I just thought—-"

"Micheal stop that," I yelled burying my face into my knees as I quickly brought them up to form a little ball.

He tightened his hold on my shoulder, "Stop what I'm not doing anything." he whispered in my ear making me shiver.

I couldn't take any more of this he was toying around, playing with me. I turned and finally looked up at his eyes and I immediately regret doing so. Michael's face was right there smirking down at me I gulped ready to run away. But Michael grabbed me before I could do so. His big hands gripped mine and brought it closer to his face.

"What...what are you doing." And before I knew it he placed a small kiss on top of my hand.

I look at him blankly as he continued to kiss my hand with small sweet pecks. I felt my face getting red I needed him to stop doing it.

"Mich—-" I couldn't finish saying anything because Michael tugged on my hand but since he is unbelievably strong it sent me flying right into his arms as he tightly embraced me.

I was going to yell at him for the sudden action but shut myself up before I said something. His heart was beating surprisingly fast I don't know why but I liked hearing it beat. As I was listening to it I wondered why his heart was beating so fast.

"Michael why is your heart beating so fast?" I said not putting my hand on it.

"What"

"You heard me," I said

"Well of course it is because you are in my arms." He said like it was common sense, and it may have sounded that way but, me it didn't add up to what I was thinking.

"But why are getting nervous?" I asked.

"You are asking a lot of questions aren't you?" Michael let out a small chuckle.

I rolled my eyes why can he have so much influence on how I feel, "I just want to know. Is that such a big problem?" I said with an attitude.

"Not at all. In fact I like how you are trying to get to know me." If I could see his face I would most likely see a smirk start to come out.

"Just answer my question." I snapped.

He wrapped both his arms around me pulling me on top of him. I sat on his lap as he gently took off my glasses and placed them on the table. His face became a little blurry but I could still manage to make it out but, it wouldn't matter in the end because he pushed my head to rest against his chest. "Hyugo you know I like you right." I nodded. "So why wouldn't I be nervous around the person I like."

"But you don't act like it?" I said lowly.

"Sorry Hyugo I can't be an open book like you," Michael said holding me tighter.

My face became red after hearing what he just said. I never actually thought about that if Michael was feeling anything at all. Am I being too hard on him, it is just a simple crush right? There is no way it can be anymore, not that I think he can't or anything.  I am just having a hard time wrapping it around my finger.

"Hey Hyugo you suddenly became quiet." Michael started.

"So what."

"Nothing." He said as it returned into a comfortable silence.

He turned his head resting it on top of mine and slightly squeezed me. His heart just kept on beating faster every passing moment. But for some reason I still didn't want him to let go of me in fact I felt it was very comforting. Maybe it is the warmth that I was craving for his company. If I forced him out I would be left alone in the cold, I don't want that.

"Hey, Hyugo I need to talk to you about something personal." That voice, the sound of that voice forced me to jump up and out of Michael's arms and looked directly at my bedroom door petrified.

The person standing inside my room with a red face was father.

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