A/N: I wanted to try writing this pairing. Not sure how I feel about how it turned out.
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Hitsugi wasn't a child anymore. She was taller, and her breasts were round and full. She didn't get lost as much, though Chitaru was pretty sure it was because she now had a GPS on her phone.
A lot had changed. Chitaru's feelings had changed, the confusion and resentment washed away with each moment they spent together. She learned to forgive and forget.
There was only one thing that didn't change- the scar between the young woman's breasts was as prominent as the first day she had seen it: a long, straight line, the skin raised and bright pink. Hitsugi wasn't ashamed of it, though Chitaru was. She could still remember the dagger sinking into Hitsugi's chest, her body shuddering until Chitaru was holding her dead weight.
"Chitaru." Hitsugi always knew when Chitaru's thoughts drifted. She cupped Chitaru's cheek and looked down at her, smiling. "Is it silly to think of this scar as Chitaru's mark? It makes me feel like I belong to you."
Chitaru bit her lip. "But it's-"
Hitsugi gently pressed her index finger on her partner's lips, silencing her. "Don't overthink things please. I'm just happy to be with you."
Chitaru looked into Hitsugi's eyes, a smile slowly pulling at the corners of her lips. "You just want me to continue," she said knowingly. The childish facade didn't fool her anymore, though Hitsugi still liked to try.
The smaller woman wrapped her legs around her waist, pulling her closer."Yes, please."
