The next day came pretty fast and Kazumi Yoshida found herself on her way for school when the school bell rang. Once more she had been through the usual routine; at the entrance she spotted Ike but found herself unable to say anything more to him than a typical good morning greeting and he did the same. She walked in the school's main building, holding to her chest, closely a bento package. She had spent a great part of last night to make it. She went to the entrance and removed her shoes, putting the indoor shoes instead. As she walked down the corridor she seemed deeply in thought.
"What a strange person…Khamsin-san is…" she thought.
She could remember the look in his dark eyes the day before, when he was speaking about his country in front of the whole class, as if passion about it was overflowing his dark orbs, despite his stoic face. She couldn't read him back then but she could tell one thing for sure; he loved his country and he loved its history. Who was she kidding? He WAS part of its history after all!
"It must have been hard for him…to live for so long…travel for so long…Margery-san too…Shana-chan too…but Khamsin-san seems so…different than them both…"
She suddenly realized she had never asked a single thing about how Flame Hazes dealt with their lives…she didn't know what a Flame Haze truly was. She didn't know how a Flame Haze came to life…how they made their so-called contract with their Crimson Lord. And she realized something else; that she knew almost nothing of Khamsin Nbh'w. She only knew he was a Flame Haze, a very old and a very powerful one and only recently she found out that he was from Egypt and that he lived at least 3000 years in total.
"I wonder…what lifetime did he have…? How did he get the power and knowledge he got…?"
In her mind flashed his stoic face, his dark scarred skin…
"I wonder…how did he get all those scars? Was it from a battle? Shana-chan too suffered many wounds in battles, Margery-san too however neither them nor Carmel-san ever got scars… Then why…? Why is Khamsin-san's body…?"
She knew that the only way to get answers to those questions was to ask Khamsin himself but how could she? How could she simply talk to him about this? One thing was for sure.
"Khamsin-san…has been through a lot…even if he doesn't talk about it…"
She had thought about it since the night before, when during lunch she saw another side of Khamsin Nbh'w. Barely, but it was still there nevertheless. He was an all-powerful Flame Haze that lived for thousands of years, and still the noon before Yoshida only saw a boy enjoying his food, enjoying the company of another person, even if he held a stoic face and the mannerisms of an aged man, Khamsin was still a boy who was learning new things, a boy who was now learning how to eat with the Japanese hashi… Yoshida wasn't sure what to think of him anymore however something on him, something mysterious, was drawing her to him…
"It is the same thing all over again…the chasm between me and THAT side is way too big…" she thought as her hand clenched onto the bento box
As she entered the class most of her classmates were already in, talking about various things. Matake Ogata greeted her with her usual smile.
"Oi, Kazumi! Good morning!"
"Oga-chan!" she said softly in return
"Finally you came! I was afraid you wouldn't show up!"
"Wh-What are you talking about, Oga-chan?" Yoshida smiled nervously, "Class hasn't even started yet"
"I know but quite a few people of the class seem to be absent today"
"They do?" Yoshida blinked in confusion
"Yes" Ogata confirmed, "Tanaka too is absent today due to a light cold, Kirishiki too and even Uehara seems absent today!"
Uehara Teiichi…indeed that was the name… Yoshida turned towards the desk Khamsin Nbh'w was sitting the day before. It was empty.
"So…Khamsin-san isn't here yet…" she thought and subconsciously hugged the bento box tighter to her chest.
It wasn't unusual to her a Flame Haze to be absent from class. Even Shana often skipped class from time to time, first because she never considered school as something important to her or because some fight was up. At this she gasped. What if Khamsin got into a fight with a Denizen? What if he was fighting right now? But she hadn't felt the pulse of a Fuzetsu into the jewel he had given her before skipping town the previous time. Subconsciously she held onto it as if to convince herself that it was still there.
"Something the matter, Kazumi?" Ogata tilted her head to the side.
"Mmmn" Yoshida shook her head negatively, coming back to reality, "It's nothing"
"It's alright" she thought to herself, "It is definitely alright. Even if he's fighting right now, Khamsin-san is strong…really strong. It sure's going to be alright…"
The teacher got in just in time.
"Take a seat, class" he said
Everyone did so.
Class was now in process like usually, nothing out of the ordinary was there to change the usual routine; the teacher was writing something on the board and the students were taking notes. However Kazumi Yoshida often looked over her shoulder where Khamsin's desk was.
"Khamsin-san hasn't come yet" she thought
It was a strange feeling how empty the classroom seemed without him. He barely sat one day to that desk and she had grown so accustomed to his presence that she already missed it in this class? Time had moved and it was almost time for the lunch break.
"From all days…he got absent today…?" she thought clenching the edge of the bag containing her bento box
She barely finished her thought when the door was dragged open and the Middle Eastern boy with the large clothed metal object to his back entered the classroom with the hands in his pockets. All students (Yoshida included) turned around to see him, his stoic face, his sharp and dark eyes. The teacher immediately stopped writing on the blackboard and turned to see him.
"Uehara Teiichi-kun, you were awfully late"
"Aaa" Khamsin said almost apologetically, "I am terribly sorry, I was caught up in something on my way here. I sincerely apologize"
Yoshida was gazing at him. His face was stoic and showed no emotion however his words were always so typical, so polite that he would be able to disarm anyone, even the angriest people. The sweetness of his childish features was coming to complete antithesis with his lordly aura.
"Well…" the teacher said, "You're here now so I guess it's alright. Please go to your seat"
Khamsin bowed his head in respect and immediately went to his seat and sat down, placing the huge pipe-like piece of metal to the seat next to him.
The bell told the students what they were hoping for; it was lunchtime. Many students headed towards the cafeteria to buy something to eat or drink. Some others headed for the schoolyard to open their bento boxes and eat outside under the autumn sun. However there weren't few those students who chose to remain within the classroom to have lunch to their desks while laughing together.
It was about time and Yoshida placed her bento box onto her desk, unwrapped the paper around it and opened the top of it. The box contained at least ten small bowls that contained a white rice pudding and powdered with cinnamon.
"Whoa!" her close friends exclaimed looking at it
"As I expected from Kazumi!" Ogata commented
Yoshida smiled. They complimented her the other time she had brought them pudding or when she cooked for them but every time she felt as though she was someone important by doing so. She never felt easy with too much attention but she always enjoyed making her friends happy.
"But…what is it, Yoshida?" Ike also asked, surpassing his tiny embarrassment
Yoshida blushed slightly and smiled.
"It is Roz bill-Laban" she replied softly, "It is…a type of Egyptian dessert. I found the recipe on the Internet and I decided to give it a try"
As long as she was explaining she had already started distributing the small plastic bowls to her friends, who immediately grabbed the spoons and dug in.
"Amazing!" Ogata exclaimed mouth-full
"Yoshida-san you are indeed amazing!" Ike complimented with a blush
Yoshida blushed too at her friend's comments.
"N-Not at all…I was just…i-interested in it…I also had some spare rice and milk at home so…I gave it a try…"
Khamsin wasn't with them. He was sitting to his desk with his arms folded to his chest and he seemed lost in his thoughts.
"Khamsin-san…"
The soft voice drew him out of them. He knew who it was not only by the sound of the voice but also by the fact she had called him by his real name. Yoshida was standing above him holding one small bowl of pudding and a small spoon.
"A-Ano…please…have one…" she said blushing
Khamsin blinked once. He never expected to be given something like that in the middle of the day.
"Aaa…thank you" he said taking the bowl as if not sure what to say
He took the spoon and took a small spoonful of the dessert. He slowly guided it to his mouth. Immediately, when he took this first taste, his eyes slightly opened in surprise. Yoshida wasn't sure if that was a good or a bad thing.
"W-Well…? H-How is it…?" she asked politely but also eagerly
"It is good…" Khamsin whispered
To her great surprise she realized what his whisper hid; pleasant surprise and…joy. It was as if he couldn't believe what he had just tasted. This lifted Yoshida's spirits up.
"R-Really?" she asked hopefully
"I have not tasted this dessert…for years…" he whispered and took another spoonful of it
Yoshida smiled. She didn't know why but she simply wanted to see him enjoy it by now. Someone said something to her and she turned her head to answer. In the meantime Khamsin rose from his seat and taking the half-finished pudding with him, he left the noise of the classroom. Kazumi, once he heard the sound of his chair she turned around but he had already left…
Up to the peace and quiet of the roof, Khamsin took another spoonful of the white pudding and ate it slowly but at the same time with concealed and subconscious enthusiasm, his face was stoic but his heart was softly flattering in his chest with the feeling of nostalgia.
"Hm…you seem to enjoy this, don't you?" his Contractor pointed out
"Aaa" the perennial Flame Haze confirmed, "I hadn't tasted Roz bill-Laban for centuries. Yoshida Kazumi-san did great job re-creating the taste"
He had barely visited his country for centuries but it was indeed a long time since the last time he had tasted the particular creamy dessert and he had missed it without even realizing it. The tiny bowl was almost empty already. The soft breeze made him look up.
"Hm…the young lady seems to be doing everything she can to make you feel more comfortable into this city" Behemoth pointed out
Khamsin remained silent for a little, not answering to his contractor right away. He looked away in Misaki City and then into his empty, plastic bowl.
"Aaa" he finally said, "It appears so but I cannot bring myself understand the reason behind her kindness with us."
His contractor silently agreed to that statement.
"Perhaps" Khamsin continued his thought, "it was because of the news we brought her"
"Hm…indeed heralds of good news often get special treatment and kindness, however what concerns me is that the news we brought to young Miss wasn't what she probably expected, since be brought no information considering the Reiji Maigo Mystess, Sakai Yuji"
"Aaa" the Middle Eastern Flame Haze said, "It can be that her kind nature comes out normally. There is no other explanation"
"Indeed" Behemoth said, "But to get through the trouble to search deeply and make a dessert she guessed you would enjoy, something from your hometown and something which, by some enormous coincidence, you particularly favoured…"
Khamsin looked once more at the remains of his pudding within the plastic bowl. He couldn't find a particular answer or an explanation for his contractor's not at all untruthful statement. It was indeed a move that touched his heart even if he would never surface his thoughts with words. As a Flame Haze he had experienced respect and fear, sometimes admiration and sometimes envy but he had never experienced kindness…at least not to that extent. It wasn't just the pudding that was delicious, it was also the very thought of it that touched his so-thought stone heart. He gathered the last drops of it with his index finger and licked it. He threw the plastic container into a trash bin (even if he was away of it) and straightened himself.
"Well we should be going, are we not?" he said softly
"Hm indeed. In the end we need the seals in order to perform our Wide Range Scan"
"Aaa" Khamsin agreed, "Chanter of Elegies could use some strong searching spell but I guess we should use the old method with the seals in order to mark the area"
"Luckily, young Miss gave us a very detailed image of this town"
"Well…let us go, shall we?"
And with that Khamsin leaped off the school roof and airily started hopping from building to building with the hands in the pockets and the large Hogu always attached to his back. And so the old Flame Haze with the childish appearance landed safely to a small street. He scanned the place with his eyes.
"Aaa it appears no one is here, does it not?" he said to his contractor while unhanging the large metal object from his back and bringing it before him
"Hm it looks like the perfect spot to place the first seal. We better be careful of the amount of Power of Existence we use here so they won't guess we're here"
"Aaa" his contractor agreed, "Let us hope this is going to be enough, though"
The white cloth slowly fell off revealing the metallic tube beneath. Khamsin raised it up with both hands.
"Unrestricted Spell: Wide Range Search" Behemoth chanted
"Activate" Khamsin echoed
"Sirius's Light Activate"
"Synchronization"
And with that last chant Khamsin thrust the tube down. The tube released a metal sound like bell when it came in contact with the ground and the blue seal got released from its base…
By the evening Yoshida Kazumi exited school grounds and started heading towards the bridge. For some reason, she wanted to have a walk this evening. Because it was winter, it had turned dark already and kind of cold. As she walked down the path she remembered;
"This was where we walked with Khamsin-san in the past…while he was talking to me about…his world; Torches and Denizens…and everything…"
She suddenly realized how important Khamsin had grown to become in her life. He was the one who opened her eyes and showed her the truth of this world. Sure, in the beginning it was a shock for her but still if it weren't of him, she would still be an ignorant girl who lived her life like nothing happened, completely unaware of what dangerous things her friends were being through. It was he the one who helped her understand, the one who gave her courage to admit her feelings…
She was deep in her thoughts when she realized the boy walking towards her with his hands in his pockets. Indeed Khamsin Nbh'w looked so different without his orange hooded jumper on. The black school uniform looked good on him too. The old Flame Haze stopped in his tracks when he spotted her and she did the same.
"Khamsin-san" she exclaimed
"Yoshida Kazumi-san" he said politely, "It is a fine night is it not?"
"It is" she nodded, "You didn't return to school…"
It was a remark, not a question.
"Aaa" he replied, "We had one or two things we needed to take care of"
"We placed a wide-range searching spell to the city" Behemoth explained
"It might not be as direct as the Unrestricted Method Chanter of Elegies uses but it has a more steady base and it will remain active. If the Crimson Denizen we seek passes from the area, we will be notified" Khamsin added
"I see" she said shyly
His dark eyes were looking at her and she was feeling as if they were staring into her soul.
"Aaa also I wanted to properly thank you for the excellent treat you offered today. The balance of taste and sweetness seemed perfect. It really felt of home… I am grateful to your kindness…"
Yoshida felt her cheeks burn with a light blush. This was undoubtedly one absolute compliment from him and his words seemed so genuine…so…
"Y-You're welcome…it was nothing…really…I mean…I only wanted to make you something…that perhaps would remind of the past…" she stammered
"I am grateful to you. Of course rice did not exist in my country in the era I lived in however occasionally I visited there and had the chance to taste the particular dessert there a few times"
"Hm…my contractor particularly favoured the specific type of sweet. Of course there was no way you, young Miss, to know it but I think we both are grateful for this"
"Behemoth" Khamsin said softly (his face was stoic but if someone added some emotion to the scene it would look as if Khamsin was "scolding" his contractor)
"Hm" was Behemoth's only answer
Yoshida couldn't believe in her ears. Embarrassed? The great Flame Haze that lived more than 3000 years was embarrassed?! Even if his face was showing no emotion perhaps he wasn't planning revealing that small detail to her, but this was double as complimenting to her.
"In any case" Khamsin continued, "We feel the need to repay your kindness, since Yoshida Kazumi-san was also as kind as to make us lunch the other time, I feel that I must repay this as well so, tell me if you would like something to eat tonight and I could buy you dinner. Anything would do"
Yoshida blushed once more.
"N-No…please you don't need to spend money for this…"
However Khamsin insisted.
"Please, Yoshida Kazumi-san. It is not trouble, I can assure you for that. You were very kind to us during the past days and it is the very least we could do"
"Hm" Behemoth's voice was once more heard from the piece of jewellery, "As my contractor says, kindness should always be returned. If you wouldn't accept our invitation we would be sad, little Miss"
Khamsin nodded his brunette head.
"Aaa…unfortunately, due to our constant travels I am not very good with cooking, however, I would be more than glad to offer you dinner in return of your delicious treat. So, please, name anything you wish. Anything would do"
Yoshida smiled at his formality and his kindness. She truly simply enjoyed his company and his willingness was disarming.
"Then…some warm noodles would be nice for tonight…if it is not too much trouble"
"Aaa indeed the night seems perfect for that is it not?"
"Hm, indeed it is cold tonight"
"Aaa, then noodles it is. I sincerely thank you Yoshida Kazumi-san, for accepting my invitation"
Yoshida was taken aback. Why was HE thanking HER? However once more she couldn't bring herself do anything else but nod her head.
Soon Kazumi Yoshida found herself seated in a bench waiting while Khamsin was off to a cantina, giving the orders of the food. He soon came to join her, holding two steaming bowls in his hands. The one contained the noodles she had asked and the other some thick and warm miso soup. He offered her, her bowl.
"Thank you" she said accepting it.
He sat beside her too, sitting at the back of the bench so his head would be a little higher than hers. He raised the bowl to his lips and drank a small sip of it. Yoshida realized that everything on him seemed harmonic; his hands, his lips and face…even the scars here and there seemed harmonic to his features. She shook her head to stop more confusing thoughts creep into her mind and broke the two hashi and started to eat, occasionally blow at her noodles before eating, to cool them a little. They ate in silence for a couple of seconds, only hearing the chatting the children still playing there, were making. Finally Yoshida felt this silence choking her.
"Ano ne…Khamsin-san…"
Khamsin raised his head from his soup and looked at her.
"Yes, Yoshida-san?"
"I was wondering…." She hesitated
Come on! Say it! She said to herself
"I was wondering…what a Flame Haze truly is…how they become what they are…"
Khamsin looked at her. It was really a direct question and such a question needed a direct answer.
"Aaa…it is a sad matter to discuss indeed…" he said, "As you probably have noticed already, Flame Hazes were once humans…"
"H-Humans?" she was only half-shocked. Somehow it felt as if she indeed knew the answer all along.
Khamsin nodded.
"Yes. Flame Hazes start their lives as humans no matter what their case is. A Flame Haze usually is created after a tragedy, a tragedy involving a Crimson Denizen"
"A…tragedy…?" she realized she found it difficult to breathe, as if some hand was choking her
"Hm…usually this tragedy involves danger for the human's life as well and in the verge of death, the Crimson Lord makes the first contact with the human" Behemoth added
"Aaa, once the human gets to hear the voice of a Crimson Lord for the first time, they have to make a decision; they give up their life as humans in order to make the contract with the Crimson Lord and become the vessel for their Flame. If they come to an agreement, the Flame Haze is born. The Flame Haze gains the Flame of a Crimson Lord and their bodies now host this specific Crimson Lord. A Flame Haze somehow makes an oath that day, that they will live a life of battle against Crimson Denizens that threaten the balance of the world"
"Hm…and by that moment and all the years that are to come, the new Flame Haze and the contractor continue their endless trip" Behemoth said once more
"The Flame Haze's time is frozen to the day they got the contract, in other words remain ageless no matter what the circumstances. The Crimson Lord carries a Name along with it, a title, if you prefer, which the Flame Haze has to carry from that day on"
Yoshida was frozen to her place, listening to Khamsin's narrating (and not to mention calming) voice. He was narrating things as if he was just an observer, as if he had never experienced anything himself.
"The contract is absolute" Khamsin continued, "and it cannot be broken. There are two ways of the contract to stop being active. The first is the Vessel, in other words the Flame Haze, be killed in battle, the other is if both contractors decide the contract should be broken and the Flame Haze releases the Crimson Lord. In either case, however, the Vessel dies…"
Yoshida clenched her school uniform's shirt to the spot over her heart.
"But…then…a Flame Haze experiences a horrible tragedy…their life get in danger…and in order to continue to live, they have to be engulfed in an eternity of battle…this is just…"
She couldn't continue. It felt so cruel to her…
"Aaa" Khamsin said not absolutely clear if he was concerned about his very situation or not, "Of course there is an exception to this; the Flaming-Haired-Blazing-Eyed Hunter, Flame Haze to the Flame of Heavens chose her path on her own, without experiencing a life-and-death situation. You may say she was raised for it"
Yoshida's fist clenched without her knowing it. So Shana never experienced such a tragedy. Sure, she was consumed by a world of endless battle however at least she and Alastor had come to an agreement at their free will and free will only. However that brought her to another thought; if Shana was the only exception among Flame Hazes…then that meant…Khamsin too….
"Ano…Khamsin-san…" she hesitated once more, "If that's true…then you too have been…"
Words were nearly chocked in her throat again but she narrowed her eyes in determination.
"What happened to you back then, Khamsin-san? You too experienced something, did you not? Something happened, right?"
Momentarily Khamsin half-gasped at this question. Images flashed through his perennial mind, images that would never leave him no matter what; he saw eyes looking at him hatefully, a dark room illuminated only by the pale moonlight, he saw battle and blood…pain… The girl's voice showed true concern, showed true interest without the pure curiosity someone would have just to barge into things that weren't their business. Yoshida Kazumi was showing real interest, however…
His eyes were shadowed as he kept his gaze into his empty plate. Even his contractor was completely silent now, making Yoshida's heart tremor into her chest.
"My story…" he finally said in a low voice, "is something terrible…I wouldn't want to scare Yoshida Kazumi-san"
So something horrible DID happen after all. She was about to protest but he spoke again.
"No" he said softly, "I already involved you into our world and showed you the Truth, a Truth most humans wouldn't be strong enough to bear. You have done already more that anyone could never ask for. However there are still truths that must not be told, that better remain unspoken. I cannot drag you into our worries any further than I already did. It would be better for you if you did not know"
His refusal was kind, gentle, formal and calm but it was absolute and Yoshida could see it. He wouldn't open up to her any further for his own reasons. She felt like a fool for even asking about it now. He had given her so many interesting information and she still insisted making a indiscreet question like that! She mentally cursed herself.
"I…I see…" she said touching the small, red amulet around her neck
Khamsin saw it too. His eyes immediately fixed upon it.
"You still have it, do you not?" he asked softly
Yoshida turned to him and touched the amulet once more, the amulet he had given her as a gift.
"Yes, I do" she said softly, "Khamsin-san gave it to me…it is something precious to me…" and she fixed her eyes on her lap
Khamsin was also looking at her.
"I see" he finally said
It was dark now, night already. Khamsin Nbh'w was, once more, enjoying the peace and quiet of Misaki City at night. The cold air was refreshing. His hands were in his pockets as usually, his Hogu on his back. His contractor broke the silence.
"Hm…what a considerate young lady she is, isn't it?"
Khamsin didn't answer immediately. Somehow his mind was running back to that moment when she surpassed her shyness and so bravely and openly asked him for his past, however most importantly he was now remembering the way the jewel he had given her, hanged around her neck. She had kept it after all. Not only that, but she was wearing it around her neck all this time. She had called it precious. His hand softly touched the spot where his heart was.
"I am happy" he whispered
"Hm?" his contractor asked
"When Yoshida Kazumi-san held onto the jewel I felt something in my chest. Is it not happiness?" he half-smiled at this as if being self-sarcastic, "I wonder why though. I felt this tiny bit of feeling because of such a simple gesture. I wonder why…"
"Hm…the gesture was very kind and considerate indeed, and feelings are things even Flame Hazes, no, even Crimson Denizens and powerful Crimson Lords have… No one will ever accuse you for having them, Khamsin Nbh'w…"
"Aaa…perhaps…" Khamsin said
A few dozens of feet away from them, close to the park's lake, was a young couple. The man had the woman in his arms and he had his lips onto hers. Khamsin stopped walking for a second and remained there watching them from afar.
"By the way, Behemoth" he said softly, "I wonder why humans like to do this. During the travels we did for thousands of years we saw this act of affection but I never truly understood the true meaning behind it"
"Hm…who knows indeed… The meaning differs from human to human after all. However as a general idea it could mean that it is a type of greeting"
"A greeting…?" the perennial Flame Haze whispered
His memories were triggered once more, as he remembered a very familiar, lordly figure, dressed in fine linen and kissing like this a young woman with tanned skin and shiny black hair. The kiss and embrace were passionate as if both of them wanted to become one and the same body.
"Aaa…maybe that is the case…" he whispered
He closed his eyes and his lips' edges slightly rose in a small smile.
"…maybe that is the case…"
Hello everyone. Like I promised to Qiana King here is my surprise; the second chapter of this story!
I hope you guys like it.
Here we see another boring chapter I suppose but I couldn't help it. Yoshida wanted to please Khamsin so she made a dessert
eaten in Egypt. She did a good job don't you think?
Roz bil-Laban is a kind of rice pudding that requires also rose-water to be made. Of course it is not an ancient recipie (since rice arrived to Egypt no sooner than the Arabs' time but still it is a very beloved kind of dessert in Egypt especially to children. Yes somehow I wanted to remind to my readers that Khamsin Nbh'w might be a very strong and old Flame Haze but he still hides a 10-year-old child inside him that still didn't have time to grow up and live his childhood.
Khamsin gave Yoshida some information of how Flame Hazes are born. I am re-watching the series and I realized that no one ever explained to Yoshida how a Flame Haze gets to be born so I thought there would be no one better to explain her that but Khamsin himself To keep it IC, I made Yoshida still not realizing the feelings she has for Khamsin, since even till the end of Season III of the anime she was thinking of Sakai Yuji but as you see...some feelings creep inside her
Also Khamsin has come to realize his feelings for her...slowly and steadily even if he doesn't speak about it openly.
I found it outrageous that neither in Season II nor Season III anyone showed Yoshida's necklace, the one Khamsin gave her, and they always showed the cross-like Hogu (Giralda) Pheles gave her. So here it is, a reminder that she has it still
I hoped you liked it!
Also as you can see the story title's meaning has started to become clearer right? The reason I chose the title "A Greeting" for it. Soon it will become clearer, as well as Khamsin's flash-memories.
(Of course Khamsin knows what kiss and what love is, he proved it to Season III after all, however I think everyone would ask what is the TRUE meaning behind a kiss cause like Behemoth says "it differs from human to human")
Also heads up Symmetrical-Neko cause I am through with this fanfic I will start preparing her own surprise as well.
