You were in your traditional Japanese home, it was around 10:45am, on an April morning. It was thunderstorming, and your friend had decided to come over to hang out; Tobe, the infamous samurai you managed to befriend, the two of you had gotten along nicely, but both of you had insisted you were only friends.

The occasional flash of lightning was heard, a loud rumble of thunder following after it, creating an eerie yet intimate atmosphere, you didn't know how to react though. You were currently playing with his hair, which was taken down from his ponytail, he wasn't even wearing his mask that concealed his features, you were one of the only people he could do that with, aside from his idiot ninjas, he hummed.