Chapter Twenty Seven

Yoshiki didn't know how long he had been asleep when he opened his eyes. He sat upon the sofa; he looked out at the open balcony door and beyond to sun shining in the sky. Yoshiki knew without being outside that he could tell it was like an oven out there.

He blinked his eyes to push down the urge to go back to sleep. Swinging his legs off the sofa, Yoshiki stood up and removed his t-shirt. He was not used to sleeping wearing a top; it made him feel uncomfortable. Throwing the t-shirt onto the sofa, he walked to the door leading to the kitchen; he was starving, and he wanted to make some food for himself, but knowing that his brother was most likely coming back, he made more than enough for two people, speaking of which he wondered where he ran off to.

Opening the fridge, he was met with space. There was nothing to cook with. It was completely clean; he had forgotten with all that happened he to go shopping, closing the door of the fridg