*Disclaimer : I do not own Jormungand or any of its characters* Also: Includes mild yuri. You've been warned!

-This is another view of what happened on the rooftop between Koko and Valmet after R's death. The dialogue is from the chapter-

I'm on the rooftop. Looking down at the city. Unsure of what to feel. What to think. One of my team members, someone I had trusted for a number of years was recently murdered. Murdered by the same weapons I sell. What's the point? I had told Jonah my job was to bring world peace. Albeit, in a very flat manner. My job has a much deeper meaning. However, does world peace mean throwing away my friends? My family? R didn't deserve any of this. Why? I grasp the handle in front of me. I squeeze trying to pour out my frustration while keeping my sadness inside. I remember his words clearly. "You keep your feelings hidden beneath that smile, don't you?" he had claimed. "You don't need to do that, Koko", he had told me. Then…"what do I do?" The woman behind me says this : "Koko's lovely no matter what she does". This woman, who has been with me through and through. She has protected me and taken care of me. She has loved me. Will she leave me one day too? I want to ask her. I want to be certain she won't. However, what comes out is something entirely different.

"Wh….WHAT IS AN ARMS DEALER? WHAT THE HELL AM I?" Right after I yell, I realize that I am merely throwing my frustration out at her. She, who is here, on this rooftop of her own accord. She, who only wants what is best for me…"…Sorry…Valmet." I say, looking down in shame, unable to face her.

I then feel two strong arms wrap around me. Those….those are Valmet's arms. I always feel safe in her embrace. She puts a hand behind my head, and the other on my back. She gently tells me "You are an amazing person, Koko. You can turn any dream into reality. You give that impression. That is why…That is why R gave up his life to protect you. "

Valmet...She knows how to comfort me. I look up to her, not realizing that I've been crying. I haven't cried in a long time. Of course I haven't. Valmet looks at me. Why? Why…does she look so…sad? She gently places a hand on my cheek and wipes my tears away. "Don't cry Koko. You should always be smiling." "...V…Valmet…." I want to look down. However, I feel safest under her gaze. I…feel safest with her. With her arms around me. Protecting me from anything and everything. "Valmet…." I move my hand to the back of her head and I grab at it gently. I move in slowly, worried if she'll pull away or not. I'm so close to her…She's blushing…and...I feel hot….."Koko…?" she looks at me….I say nothing but bring our lips together. Soft. Warm. Safe. I don't want this to end. And it doesn't. She kisses me again and again and again. Very gently. I feel her tongue asking for permission and I grant it.

However, she quickly pulls away much to my dismay and stares at the door of the rooftop intently. Someone comes out. It's Wilee. He says the preparations are complete and then heads back down. I look at Valmet. We're both flushed. Her gaze is still fixated on the door. She's probably embarrassed.

"Well…shall we get going? They're probably waiting for us." She says. I get closer to her and put my head on her breasts. I can hear her heartbeat. This would be a great pillow. "Hey…Valmet…do you think…I could sleep with you tonight?" Aaah….I said it…I said it…I said it….I'm blushing like mad. Valmet turns her gaze to look at me. Answer would you? This silence is killing me! Valmet….please answer….even if it's no…Though I hope it's not a no! Why would it be? Oh my…I'm rambling…This is…very...unlike me.

"Of course, Koko." She says as she gives me a quick peck on the forehead. She gently grabs my hand and pulls me. "Let's get going. We shouldn't keep R waiting any longer". She puts on a gentle smile.

It's time for his funeral. Time to say goodbye to a dear friend. I shake my head and smile. "Let's go!".

-Fin-

The writing feels slightly off, as I haven't written anything in quite some time. Oh well. Reviews would be much appreciated.