Momiji hummed happily, arms swinging as he walked with Kisa through the Sohma gardens. Now that the curse was gone, they could do as they pleased, love who they wanted…
Kisa giggled at something he'd spouted off, and he smiled. "It's so nice to have you so talkative and happy again! I missed this you, Kisa-nii." Kisa squeezed his hand and they continued for a moments before Kisa's phone rang.
"H-hello? Oh! Right, I forgot! Thank you! I'll be right there." She smiled almost sadly and apologetically as she turned to Momiji, golden eyes filled with excitement. "I have to go help my mom with something-shopping for new clothes for the summer. I'll come back in a few hours, though, okay?" Ever since Kisa had hit fourteen, Momiji couldn't go with her shopping for fear of seeing her underwear-her mom thought it strange that 'a boy of his age was so alright with seeing a sweet innocent little girl in her undergarments'.
Momiji nodded and hugged her tight. "Okay. I'll walk you out, okay?" Kisa almost pouted like that would disrupt her plans. "No, it's alright-I know the way. When I'm heading back, I'll text you so you can tell me where you are, 'kay? Love you, Momiji-ani!" "Love you too, Kisa-nii!" He pecked her cheek and they both laughed a little as she walked off, her now-longer hair swishing lightly.
For a great amount of time, Momiji continued to walk, looking at the blossoming trees and flowers, and a hand suddenly appeared in his vision, clutching a bundle of wildflowers. "…Here." There were daisies-at least twelve-and a few flower-looking weeds, but it was possibly the most beautiful thing he'd seen all day.
"Thank you, Hiro," he responded, smile lighting his face. "…this doesn't mean anything, alright?" the brunet insisted, "Some… some girl from school gave them to me and I knew you'd have more use for them." 'A lie,' Momiji thought with a soft giggle, 'It has to be-who else would think one out beforehand?' "Regardless, thank you. They'll look nice in my room." And before he skipped off to put them in a vase, Momiji pressed his soft pink lips to Hiro's chapped ones, humming as he continued up the trail back to the house, leaving a blushing former-sheep behind him.