Lost

By: DarkBlue Mint

Disclaimer: Really not mine. Though, I would like to have a Shizuru (or at least a Nao) just for me.

Notes: I'm writing this from a hospital bed (my heart decided to play games) so grammar may be more awful than usual, for that I apologize. Anyway, thank god that this place has internet, or apart from the heart I would die of boredom.


The kisses were warming her in ways that she couldn't comprehend, no that was a lie; she knew exactly what she was feeling. Desire, pure and undiluted. But although some part of her had started all this, a lot more of her was scared, of her desire, of her inability to control herself, of the fact that Kuga Natsuki was kissing her as if she were water and Natsuki was dying of thirst. And who would know that Natsuki could kiss like that?

She wanted to stop, had tried to stop. But she felt as if asking that would make it so Natsuki would never kiss her again. And who was going to be so stupid as to stop the thing that they had whished for most part of their life, anyway? Not her that's for sure, not the always poised and in control kaicho-sama, the same that at that moment had felt her control over the situation fly out the window, out the country. And poised? She had been trying to stop the trembling in her body and the tears from her eyes. She was unraveled and overwhelmed. And why the hell had Natsuki stopped!!

"Shizuru? Are you okay? You are crying"

So well for trying to control the tears, or anything for that matter. She knew that one day teasing her Natsuki was going to bring her problems. She never did imagine that her problem was going to be getting exactly as she wanted. And yet, and exactly what was causing all of this on her, was the fact that she wanted more, that she knew that this kisses would only have her begging for more, wanting for more. At that moment an image of having Natsuki locked in a room with her and kissing each other senseless (and other things) coursed through her mind, eliciting a very cute blush in the crying girl.

"I'm sorry, Shizuru. I shouldn't have done that. I'm so sorry"

And that scared the usually, though not now, composed Shizuru. Because maybe now Natsuki would never kiss her again, and how would she live with herself knowing what Natsuki's lips felt like and not having them again. But she couldn't bring herself to talk, the kisses had close her throat and no sounds were coming forward. And (Oh! Goddess curse her a thousand times) she was going to lose what she always wanted. Natsuki was talking now, that gave her time, tell her not to go, tell her that for a moment you lost yourself. Tell her you love her, idiot!

"I'm really sorry but I couldn't help myself. It was as if always I had been in the edge of a cliff and just now I had to jump. I had to kiss you Shizuru."

What did she said?

"I knew I couldn't live with myself if I didn't. But I guess that that was too much, I should have moved more slowly, like ask you out first or like, asking you to be my girlfriend. Or maybe tell you that I love you"

Please, she begged to any deity that was listening, let me speak again. I don't know what I'll do if I lost her. But just as the words were coming to her Natsuki kissed her again, and everything became perfect.

End.