xoxoxox

Be my first…

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Rima, a young blossom of thirteen was sitting on a park bench with her long childhood friend, Shiki.

"Shiki."

Said boy turned to face the young girl, she was close… closer than she had ever been before.

His gray eyes flitted all over Rima's face, wonder why she was at such close proximity. Didn't she know what he could do-…

Ah, the joys of puberty.

Mutely, Rima planted a kiss on Shiki's lips. Lingered for an ephemeral moment; before Shiki could blink, it was over. Rima looked the other way.

"That was my first kiss," Rima said rather detachedly. "I reckon I won't last with my first boyfriend so I didn't want to regret my first kiss." She stared at Shiki's right shoulder, unable to meet his eyes.

"That was my first kiss too." Shiki replied bluntly.

"Sorry."

There is no need to be sorry.

:x:

Shiki, fourteen, was sitting on a park bench with his childhood friend, Rima. A sudden intangible impulse, Shiki grabbed Rima's hand tightly.

Rima quizzically looked over at Shiki but didn't draw her hand back.

"I don't want my memory of my first lover to be bad." Shiki stated. "Be my girlfriend."

There, Rima and Shiki had their second, third kiss- and many more after that.

But they never had a second lover.

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and my last…

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