He was a little bit taller than herself with quite pale skin and a smile that seemed so familiar even though she never had seen it before. She looked him up and down and saw that he wasn't all that decent. For some reason, the thought of reaching for one of her persuaders didn't even cross her mind. All she cared about was finding out who this man was and what he wanted.
"Who are you?" she called out.
"Don't you recognize me, Kino?" His voice sounded like that of a child. That's when it hit her.
"...Hermes?"
He grinned at her and put his hands on his slim hips. "How could you even forget about me?"
Slowly she walked up to Hermes and touched his dark hair in awe. This was her motorrad? "Hermes... what happened?"
"What do you mean? You fell asleep here in the forest and I came to wake you up." For the first time, she realized that they were indeed in a forest. Why was she feeling so light headed? Kino sat hard on the ground, confused.
Hermes sat down next to her. "What's wrong?"
"I..." she started, but forgot what she was going to say. "Um... why are you..." She looked away from his lack of clothes.
"Oh! I just went to wash up by the river a little. All this traveling we're doing is getting us dirty." He laughed as she faintly blushed. It didn't go unnoticed by her ex-motorrad, as he took her chin in his hand and pulled her face close to his.
"Kino, you blush so cute, you know... You're feet red..." he murmured.
"Don't... you mean 'beet red'...?" she began to say as Hermes closed the gap and touched his lips to hers.
She couldn't quite believe it, but she was kissing her motorcycle.
Too many things were happening at once for she even thought she heard a small voice call her name in her head. 'Not now, I'm busy', she hazily thought back as he deepened the kiss. One of his hands dropped from her head to the small of her back. Her chest was pressed up against Hermes', his warm arms holding them close. She thought she heard the voice again, softer this time, but she honestly didn't care. Kino's mind was lost in a thick fog that she didn't want to get out of. She gasped as Hermes' lips left her mouth and trailed down her flushed neck.
He brushed his lips across her collarbone as his hands roamed the outside of her thighs. He didn't seem to mind that Kino was just sitting there and he was doing all this pleasurable work. He was just starting to caress her stomach and start downwards when she heard a crash.
"KINO!"
She bound up and in one swift motion, she pulled the Cannon out from under her pillow. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness and found that the boy Hermes was no where to be found. Kino took some deep breaths and lowered her weapon as she realized it was just a dream. A really realistic dream, she thought as she found that her shirt had come unbuttoned. With a blush she started fixing herself back up. "What's wrong... Her-" she cleared her throat, "-um, Hermes?" She called to her motorrad.
Hermes, the motorcycle Hermes she noted almost sadly, had fallen a few feet away from her. "You were making weird noises in your sleep, Kino. Like something was eating you, or something. Now please pick me up!" He whined.
Kino groaned and flopped back down on her makeshift bed. It was too good to be true.