The orange and purple city lights gently started to gleam through the big wall windows of your apartment at this time of night. Gleaming over Urararka's eyes, making her start to stir. She slowly woke up, her dazed eyes opening. It took her a few moments to realise that this wasn't her home. She wasn't lying in her bed. And this room was way too luxurious to be hers. She was about to sit up until her ears picked up on something. Breathing? She looks to her side, just to see you laying there next to her. Asleep, with only a white sheet to call coverage. Her eyes widen. Her enemy, the person she was meant to hate but secretly loved, a villain.