There were a lot of things that the "great" Keisuke Baji did and didn't like. He was very vocal about it too. He didn't like his mother well she liked you, he didn't like dogs either he was very much a cat person, he didn't like how some shampoo made his hair greasy, nor did like shimmered food, or people he who didn't respect him or when "people" Chifuyu and yourself spoiled Kayo Suspense Gekijyo for him.

Yet he liked a few things, especially cats and you. Well not you in the way you wanted him to like you. But that wasn't the point, he had one thing that he especially hated and that was anyone who dared to touch his hair. You wanted to every time from when you were a kid to now.

His futon laid scrambled in bits and pieces; blankets scrunched in the corner as you let against the wooden panel to his wardrobe. The pillow however was somewhere else, you had thrown it earlier yet blamed it on accidental misplacement. You wore one of his shirts you had stolen prior, a pair of track pants adorned on your legs to match the favorable cloudy sky and slight beginning of rain.

As for him, he sat upon the chair glaring down upon you, laying back his head staring upon the roof with a bored look on his face. You couldn't help but let the thoughts crawl into your brain, you thought it was the best chance to get him, especially to touch his hair for the first time. You stood up placing the blanket to the side so you wouldn't trip in your mission. You wandered forward to the point you were close enough for him to notice and look at you.

'What?' he questioned in a monotonous voice,

You pointed to his half opened window with a small word escaping you lips, 'cat.' you watched his head tilt towards the window as you jumped for it.

'WhaAa!' you shouted,

You knew his reflexes fast but not that fast, you face was softly driven into the floor his hand tightly wrapped around the fabric of your track pants holding your feet above your head. He stood over you as you tried to kick him yet miserably failed.

'What was that, Princess?' he grumbled,

Your face pink, he let go and the rest of your body fell down around his body and legs. You turned and rolled onto your back letting him stand over you till uou had to physically stare up at him which made you gulp and the scene.

'Nothing.' you muttered,

You got to your feet and glared at him as you thought of ways to touch his hair yet every try you did you ended up face first into the floor until you gave up. Your body like a slug as it laid upon the floor, his sheets on top of you as you began to sulk letting loud sighs escape.

'Y/nn/' he grumbled, 'What's wrong.'

He squatted down beside you, hand softly on your shoulder as you turned away. Smirking to yourself you knew it was your chance.

'Can I play with your hair?' you questioned him, 'No.'

You shot up and glared at him, seeing his harsh eyes slowly ease upon you trying to keep a serious angry look upon your face yet your lips quivered as they became upturned in a big smile. You slowly let your hand spand out to touch his hair yet he grabbed your hand and let it fall into his lap still entangled in yours with a tight grip as his fingers slipped between your own.

'Why do you want to?' he questioned,

'Because,' you sighed 'You never let me.'

You sat on the floor and grabbed his other hand pulling him down to fall on top of you yet he didn't budge one damn bit.

'Please,' you cried out to him,

With a loud thud you were both on the floor, your body was engulfed with the weight of the boy. He brought his hair out letting it fall down his back as he placed his head into the nape of her neck.Your hand slowly crawled into his hair, massaging his crown before following his hair down to the very end and back again continuously. You let a soft hum out while you began braiding the hair in small braids before letting it go.

'Princess-' 'GET OFF Y/N YOU BUFFOON!'

You didn't even hear the handle click in place as she turned it to enter. For a beautifully slim woman she had muscles glore, she picked him up as if he was a blanket before she helped you up before she grabbed him by the collar.

They had some rude words, before he yanked you placing you between his angry mother and him. His body pressed against your own as a blush fell upon your face.

'You shouldn't keep cute girls in your room with the door shut,'

Your knees got weak, and you wanted to hide yet his arms snaked around you and his chin fell upon your shoulder.

'I can do what like,'

The two continued to argue like rabid dogs, before Baji had enough. He threw you over his shoulder holding you firmly but soft too. He walked away shouting while you tried to but in that you didn't want to leave the house especially with no shoes. He wrapped you legs around his wasit bringing you to eye-level

He gave a small smirk, 'Well, princess... lets go have some fun.'