This is an Akigure fiction... XD
Is my first work so they are not very hard ... and thank you for taking the inconvenience to read it.
Akito
I hate him, detest that he is bigger and stronger than I, detest that in his presence I feel weak and defenseless as one … as a girl.
I hate whenever he approaches me and feel his aroma and feel that my body trembles, since I feel a light heat that crosses me from top to bottom and the worst thing is that he knows, i hate him.
I hate like the curves of my body be done mas well-known and force me to use bigger clothes, I hate that my chest increases in such a way that it moves with my movements and force me to press me with bandage that they impede my breathing, making me want the hour of the bath and to sleep to rest from my ties.
I hate the moments in which he continues observing my body and my movements, but he makes me hate more that for these moments I like my body and my horrible and inevitable femaleness.
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Shigure
I love that she is so fragile and delicate as the most beautiful flower in a garden full of flowers and I feel desire to protect her.
I love to feel her presence, her woman's sweet aroma, though sometimes I sit me badly for seeing her that way.
I Love as her body it has transformed in that of a beautiful woman, still young but a beautiful woman. I adore the curves of her body, though they are not obvious under these clothes, especially I adore to admire her beautiful and delicate face.
I love the moments in which she knows that I observe it and blushes, and trying to seem to be indifferent she relaxes with any thing, making grow my smile.
Briefly it might say that I love her.