AN: Sorry, guys, for updating this late! But I had some exams, then, when they finished, was out of town…have been going through nasty moments in my relationship and so on…in brief, one big mess! But I managed to continue this; I hope you'll like it!

Please review, so that I would know that somebody's reading this, I really want to continue this story, and I'[m planning to write a very good lemon (at least I hope so) for the next chapter.

Thanks.

Faithfulness

Chapter 2: The Encounter

"Haruna?" perplexed, Yoh was standing in the middle of the room, looking at his girlfriend in a window washer uniform, with a headband around her forehead, removing her longish hair from her chin. She looked pale.

He didn't have time to wonder what she was doing there, but he intended to ask her when he pulled her in. She looked like she was about to faint. He reacted fast, not allowing the bewilderment to overwhelm him, approaching the window, grabbing her forearms and pulling her in.

"Haruna…" he managed to say, placing the barely conscious girl on the couch. He ran to the kitchen, and then returned with the glass of cool water. She took it hesitantly.

He was sure that she had heard the conversation, and was feeling uneasy about it; strange kind of pain spreading from his lower abdomen, going higher and higher, up to his throat. He was desperately trying to keep it opened, so he could breathe and talk.

Haruna recovered a bit after the cold water touched her palate. She looked at him with glassy eyes, but they were not accusing, as Yoh had expected. She smiled at him weakly.

"What was that, Haruna?" he asked in a low voice, standing before her, frowning. But, if the circumstances had been different, which meant no Asuka; he would have found her fooling around kind of cute. This way, he felt spied.

"I-I just wanted to…to try window washing before I come visit you." She said. But the blush on her cheeks was telling a different story.

"You think I'd believe that?" he couldn't help but scold her. It reminded him of their old days that he cherished in his mind and summoning them very often: Fumi, Asami, Asaoka, Mami, Haruna, and he-the old gang and their daily life; but he scolded her now because he felt his private space had been violated.

"N-not exactly…" she lowered her head. "I'm sorry, Yoh. But I was so anxious to see you and I wanted to see how you've been doing without us, so I thought that window washing wasn't so bad thing to do in order to see…" she went on and on. She was nervous, and when you add her straightforwardness, that was the result.

He smiled at her in encouragement; he was the one to be fault after all, he mused. He leaned in and touched her trembling lips. She froze. She had always been like that when he kissed her, too much excited to melt in his arms. Haruna pushed him. He was taken by surprise, but his face revealed nothing.

"What is it?"

"I-I…I saw you two and heard you…You like her, don't you?" she asked with a shaky voice, her eyes anxious and desperate. He always loved her devotion to him. He felt so guilty now; no matter he had done nothing to feel guilty about. But he kept silent. "Is that because we haven't slept?" she went on. "If it is, I can understand. It is pretty understandable, Yoh. I can understand it, really."

"Haruna… "he tried to say something, to stop her nervous rambling, but she cut him out.

"No, really, I understand…" he saw one tear forming in the corner of her right eye, and he couldn't help but admire her determination to fight it and prevent it from falling down her face. It proved she had matured over the time they had been separated.

He caressed her cheek, trying to calm her down.

"Calm down, there is nothing to worry about. I will do it with you. I don't want to do it with anybody else and you know it." how many times had he told her that?

"You…won't?" she asked, sniffing, looking like a child who still believed in promises. "But you looked at her in such way…I may be dense, but I know what it looks like when…" he hushed her with another kiss, suffocating words in her throat.

"I won't." he said when he pulled back. But she still looked upset about it.

"Please do it with me now." She said, and he winced at this. "Please, Yoh, there is no one to bother us here." She ran her fingers through his hair, something she had never done before. Her restlessness was turning into hysterical attack. She pleaded him so persistently. It appeared to her as a matter of life and death.

"Are you sure, Haruna?" he asked her, although he wanted to ravish her on the spot. "You think you're ready?" she nodded her head, but he saw a struggle in her eyes. Obviously, she wasn't, but was convincing herself she was.

"Don't force yourself if you can't." he said, regretting every word, but he didn't want to cause her pain and make her do something she'd regret later.

"I can! I can!" she stood up, taking his hands into hers. "I know I can!"

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She was scared, standing before him in his bedroom. She wasn't sure if she was ready or not, but she knew she would lose him if they didn't do it. It was sad, she thought, that even the strongest spiritual relationships would obviously fail if they lacked sex.

But what she was to lose anyway? She had already made the speech in her head, the one to tell Yoh that she didn't want to be with him anymore. No, she wanted, but she couldn't bear the possibility of infidelity, all that fear of losing him, all that fear of possible scenarios and them making true. It was driving her insane.

But she decided to enjoy the ride while it lasted, her last day with Yoh, just the way it should be, safe in his arms, her face buried in his chest.

It was time for them to lose virginity.

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TBC…?