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Rima held up a tinted blue nightgown that was just a little too big on her. It would fit Nagihiko perfectly though. He faked a smiled but felt helpless. She handed it over to him without providing any other options.

"Where should I change?"

Rima thought for a moment then she covered her eyes.

"I'll close my eyes and you change here."

She didn't seem the least bit nervous. Nagihiko on the other hand, was shaking internally.

Slowly he peeled off his tee-shirt. He began to unbutton down the night gown when a sound startled him. Looking up he noticed Rima turned the other way. She must have scooted around a second ago.

Rima said she would keep her eyes closed. She told him so, she had almost promised! Well, not exactly. It wouldn't hurt to peak would it? What was taking so long?

Slowly Rima moved her fingers apart so she could peak through her hands. Why wasn't he wearing a shirt?! Oh goodness. Quickly Rima flipped around before he could see her bright pink cheeks. Nagihiko shrugged it off and slipped the nightgown over his head.

"A-Are you done?"

She didn't want to see anything worse.

"Yeah."

Rima turned back around. There in front of her, sat a very pretty person. It looked like the boy named Nagihiko, but it couldn't have been.

"Nagihiko?"

"Yes."

"Are you a girl?" Nagi was not fazed in the slightest. Seeming very used to that question.

"Nope. I'm a boy." Suddenly Rima looked very serious. She went up to Nagihiko with the most determined eyes in the history of the world. Nagihiko braced himself for whatever was coming.

"Rima-chan what are you-"

She completely walked past him.

"But Nee-chan. Your hair is so pretty. " Rima said. She gathered locks of his hair in her small hands and toyed with it.

"Oh...thanks..." Nee-chan? Why had she decided to call him that? It was cute and yet strange. Never-the-less it felt nice when Rima played with his hair. The gesture was soothing for both of them.

"Nee-chan. This really feels like a sleepover. With my big brother." Rima said giving Nagihiko a hug from behind. They sat like that for a minute, with Rima cuddling Nagihiko like a teddy bear. That must have been the first time Nagihiko felt it for sure. His heart beat faster and the butterflies in his stomach. Like a very innocent and pleasurable torture.

Rima played with his hair for about ten more minutes before tiring of it.

"Nagihiko nee-chan? Can we go to bed now?" She yawned.

"Sure!"

Where would he sleep? On the floor? Most likely. Without any blankets or a pillow? Should he ask Rima for some?

Rima let Nagihiko's hair drop from her hands as she wandered to the light switch. Rima flipped it off and drowsily wandered back to bed. It started raining again outside, hard. Nagihiko knew it would be even colder with the rain, he couldn't just sleep without anything.

"Eh...Rima-chan, where am I going to sleep?" Nagihiko asked nervously.

"In the bed of course. Where else?"

"But there's only one bed."

"So?" With that Rima crawled under the covers, she held up the warm, inviting blanket up for Nagihiko to crawl under. Rima couldn't have been thinking straight, it was just fine with her?

"Hurry up!"

Nagihiko awkwardly laid in the bed with her. Rima turned her back to him and it was quiet except for the rain outside. Nagihiko laid uncomfortably in the bed for who knows how long. Rima couldn't possibly be getting a good night's sleep like this. Could she?

Nagihiko turned his head to see Rima. The covers went up and down as she quietly inhaled and exhaled. She was asleep?!

He studied her. 'I guess it's not that surprising. Today must have been stressful.' So why should he stay awake? He too, resolved to snuggle under the covers. With a few adjustments he drifted into sleep.

There was a loud crash of thunder that stirred Nagihiko from his sleep. For a moment he didn't understand his surroundings. Again the thunder came; louder and harder then before. Nagihiko heard a whimper come from next to him. He peeled back the covers to see Rima shaking in her sleep. That was right, he was here with her.

Once more, thunder echoed through the night with a brilliant flash of light. Rima squealed and grabbed Nagihiko's arm. Her small body shook with fear and it melted Nagihiko's heart. He did what he did best, he held her tightly and brushed his fingers through her thick hair.

The thunder continued but Rima no longer seemed frightened. The sight of Rima's calm sleeping face and the feel of her so close was intoxicating. He soon fell back asleep.

"Rima! Rima-chan wake up!" Nagihiko whispered. Rima groggily pulled herself from a deep sleep.

"What?"

"I have to leave now."

"Will you visit me again?" Rima asked. Nagihiko slowed down for a minute and smiled.

"Of course."

"Okay then." Rima said with a smile on her lips and her eyes closed.

"I'll leave your nightgown on your dresser."

"No! Keep it. So you...don't forget." Rima finished drowsily and in mid-sentence, rolled over and drifted back to sleep. Nagihiko looked at the folded piece of cloth. He would never wear it again but, maybe, Nadeshiko would. Nagihiko smiled at Rima one last time before rushing out the window.

"Rima-chan!" Mother called from the door way. That voice woke Rima right away and she sat up in bed. "Come down for breakfast." Rima nodded and her mother left. Rima jumped out of bed and quickly got dressed. Then she rushed down the stairs to the kitchen.

Papa was already gone but Mama was at the sink. She had set down a bowl of cereal for Rima at the table. She sat down and began to eat.

"So Rima, did you sleep well last night?" Mama asked.

"Sort-of." She ate a spoonful of cereal and continued. "I had a scary dream where scary thunder sounds came from the dark. Then a pretty angel came from nowhere and chased the noises away with a hug." Rima didn't say anymore as her mother gave her a lecture on how angels aren't real and thunder shouldn't scare her.

Rima tuned her out and finished the sentence inside her head. 'I don't remember the angel's face, but it's warmth felt so familiar. I want to see the angel again. I want to feel that warmth again.'