If you were asked, "If you only had one minute left to live, how would you spend that minute?" how would you respond?

The truth is I had asked myself that exact question many years back when I was probably her age. And at that time I hadn't known the answer. The only goal I had then was freeing myself from Easter. But here we are now, guardian character-less, four years later. I was laying on her bed much like I'd done years before, arms behind head as I stare at her ceiling. She was sitting at her desk tapping a pencil against her lower lip. It was very distracting.

"So? If you only had on minute left to live, what would you do?"

I thought about it deeply. For many moments I thought about this. What would I do in my last minute of life…

"I'd kiss you," I responded finally.

"K-kiss me?" She asked, stopping her pencil tapping and blushing deeply.

Truth was I was waiting for her to be of legal age before I did anything to her. Yes, that even meant kissing. Sure I left light kisses on her forehead, nose, or cheek, but I never explored deeper. And I will not even begin to explain how tempting she always was.

"Yes," I simply responded. "I'd kiss you."

There was a long quiet pause between us. "C-can you…" she trailed off. I waited to see if she finished her sentence before I asked.

"Can I what?" I asked, truly curious.

"Can you," she paused again. Her cheeks were red as she brought in a lung-full of air. "Can you show me?" She immediately averted her eyes from me as she looked out from her balcony window.

I lazily stretched on her bed then sat up. "Come here then," I told her. I didn't let any of my excitement leak through my voice. She asked, and she was now very close to legal age. I really couldn't give a rats ass if this went outside what I wanted for her, she asked for it.

She shyly got up from her desk chair as slowly walked over to the bed, head bent down. "W-w-what n-now?" She stuttered. She was nervous, I knew, but it was only her first kiss. I could tell she wanted to ask me why I hadn't kissed her yet over the years, but even with her questioning stare I wouldn't answer or acknowledge it.

I motioned with my index for her to come closer. Her neck was turning red, which meant she probably had one hell of a blush under her bangs which closed off her face from me. She crawled onto the bed, her left hand and right knee balancing her on it. I lifted my hand to her cheek, running my thumb along her job to indicate her to look up. When she did she was indeed blushing. "Very cute," I muttered out accidentally.

"S-shut up," she muttered back.

I chuckled lightly. She really was so cute.

I leaned forward, meeting her in the middle as she shifted forward on her hand and knee. I waited a moment before actually putting my lips on hers just to make sure this was what she wanted. She could still pull out if she wanted. She didn't resist. Didn't pull back. Didn't tell him to stop. Made no language in any form for him to stop, but enticed me as she slowly closed her eyes and faintly puckered out her lower lip.

It was a definite surprise to her that I lightly bit her lower lip before actually kissing her. She tensed, but fell against me and into the kiss. I began to move my lips, enticing her to move hers as well. I wanted to test these waters by running my tongue along her lower lip but decided that was for a different time. I pulled away from her, and it was her turn to surprise me. She followed me, her lips inches from mine until I was on my back as she was hovering over me and had her lips on mine again.

When she pulled away from me I was left breathless. Dammit and I had wanted to leave her breathless!

Finally I was able to speak. "What about you, Amu. What would you do if you knew there was only one more minute left to live?"

"I'd kiss you again," she said with a smug smile from my excessive need for air. "And then I'd stop time once only one second was left so I could continue to kiss you."

I smiled at this, nearly laughing for no reason. "Me too, me too Amu."