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Prompt: Confession

Ever since Kamui had developed something more than sisterly love for Takumi, she had agonized over her newfound feelings. She felt her adoration was sinful and inexcusable. And yet, no matter how much she tried to convince herself it was just a schoolgirl crush, every time she saw the Hoshidan prince, her heart felt like it was going to burst.

She couldn't bottle them up anymore. Today was going to be the day she told him her true feelings, even if he was sure to reject her sentiments.

It couldn't be helped; Takumi had always been wary and distrustful, as he couldn't put his faith in someone raised in Nohr. She knew he disliked her, and he never missed a chance to show disdain whenever she did something wrong. How could she have fallen for him? Despite the odds, a cruel stroke of fate left her pining after the prince like a lost puppy.

Kamui headed towards the castle's library, where Takumi was sure to be after training. She silently opened the door, just enough for her to slide into, and softly closed it behind her. Sunlight streamed through the windows, illuminating the library with a soft glow. She checked in and between shelves and shelves of texts, looking for a clue to where the prince could be.

Suddenly, she heard a dull thunk, and followed the noise to a small reading area. There Takumi sat, surrounded by numerous stacks of books, asleep in the chair he occupied. Gentle rays of light shed light on his features, his countenance peaceful and content.

Dear gods, she thought, he's so adorable! Kamui couldn't bring herself to wake him. She crept over, picked up the book he had dropped, and placed it on the nearby table. She then settled herself into the chair next to his and studied his sleeping face. His long eyelashes, the bridge of his nose, his slightly parted lips, everything about him was so perfect. She picked up a lock of his hair, and twirled it between her fingers, feeling slightly miffed that his was softer than hers.

All the while, Takumi didn't stir at all. He was lost in his dreams.

Suddenly, he mumbled, "Kamui... mmh..." Kamui immediately let go of her brother's hair, heart hammering in her chest. However, he said no more, and returned to his peaceful slumber.

"Geez, you're such a tease," she whispered, and slowly leaned towards him, pecking him on the cheek. Watching her brother was making her tired. She decided a quick nap wouldn't do harm. Lacing her fingers with his, the sound of Takumi's steady breathing lulled her to sleep.

Takumi's eyelids fluttered open. He felt a kind warmth on his hand, and was surprised to see a sleeping Kamui's fingers interwoven in his. He considered pulling away, but concluded that it would be a little cruel. Plus... it actually felt kind of nice. He stayed sitting in his chair, watching her chest rise and fall as she breathed. He extended his free hand to brush a few stray strands of hair from Kamui's face.

Unlike, Takumi, however, Kamui was a light sleeper. She stirred at his slight touch and woke up with a start, pulling her hand away from his.

"Eek! I'm so sorry Takumi... I know sleeping in the library isn't allowed, but..." She left her sentence unfinished, biting her lower lip and hanging her head in shame

"But?" Takumi urged. He had no right to criticize her for sleeping, as he had done it too.

"... It's nothing."

"Then what are you doing here?"

"... I came to look for you, but you were already asleep."

"I'm awake now. What do you want?" He sounded exasperated.

Kamui took a deep breath, trying to act rationally. Her face was tomato red, and she spilled her next words, "I'velovedyouforalongtimepleaseconsidermyfeelingsforyounotasasisterbutasawomanthankyou!" With that, she bolted in the other direction, hiding herself amongst the shelves.

Takumi was dumbfounded. Not only had he failed to understand what she was trying to say to him, he had never seen his sister like this. He took off after her through the labyrinth of books.

"Kamui! I didn't get what you said!"

"Once is enough! Leave me alone, please!"

"Just tell me what you said."

"Never! I'm so embarrassed right now! I'm such an idiot!"

Takumi, being more physically fit than Kamui, latched onto her arm and pinned her against a shelf, panting. Her eyes brimmed with tears, some escaping and sliding down her cheeks. He looked her straight in the eye.

"Tell me." She shook her head.

"Why?" She looked up at him.

"I know we're not related, but it's still just as bad," she said between half-sobs.

"What is?"

"The fact that I... I love you... as a man and not as a sibling. I hesitated in telling you, because you would just hate me more."

Takumi was astounded yet again. "Who said I hated you?"

"Huh? But you're always harsh with me... Was that not the case?" He denied it by shaking his head vigorously.

"Listen. I'm just a dishonest jerk who can't even be nice to the girl he likes."

This time it was Kamui's turn to flap her jaw like a fish out of water. "Th-then..."

"Yep. Love you too, Kamui," he said with a confident smirk. "Now, as your boyfriend, it's my duty to stop you from crying." He planted light kisses along her tear trails before stealing her lips with his own, a salty taste mixed in.

Indeed, Kamui now adopted a smile that reached from ear to ear. She couldn't believe it. Making sure it wasn't a dream, she leaned in for another kiss.