After five hours of associating and catching up with the others, I left, though Makoto didn't make it easy for me to do so.
Smiling at the memory, I chuckled and slid down in the white bathtub, relaxing in the soapy and warm water.
'He's still a worrier...and so am I despite my amnesia. Rei said my concussion should go away if I don't overwork myself and rest more.'
"Well, if that's the case, I haven't started on my albums, so I don't have a specific deadline."
Beginning to wash my body, I thought about those same words from five years ago...
Well...if you say yes-
I shook my head, 'No..that won't ever happen again. I destroyed that right there. There's no way Rin will go out of his way to propose to me again. Besides...I'm not ready to take that step yet.'
Leaning forward, I unplugged the stopper to let the water down the drain and stood up, grabbing my white towel and wrapping it around me.
Before exiting the bathroom, I turned off the light and walked passed the dipped in living room that had a white three sided sectional, a black coffee table in the middle and a brick fire place in front of it with a flat screen above it.
Behind the dipped in living room was my king sized, cream colored bed. On the left side of the living room is the door to the kitchen and to the right are rectangular opaque windows.
I took off the towel and slipped in to my gray polyester PJs before falling face first on my soft bed.
I nuzzled into the sheets, 'Today was exhausting. Finding out I had amnesia, my concussion still clouding my memory a bit and meeting almost everyone again.'
Quietly sighing, I closed my eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep, hoping to be greeted with nice or no dreams.
*Knock knock knock*
Reopening my eyes, I groaned and slowly got off my bed, grumbling lowly and going to see who's at the door.
"Who is it?"
"It's me," said a familiar muffled voice.
Immediately recognizing it, I pondered on opening the door, 'Should I? Surely, he won't try to harm me or anything, but...us being in a room together..and alone. No, it's not possible..'
Deciding to open the door, I cracked it open a little, just so he could see my left goldish hazel iris peak from behind the white door with gold knobs.
"..Can I help you?"
"I...I just came by to see if you were okay. Y'know...being back in town."
My eyes lowered, "Yeah, I'm..I'm fine. What about you?"
"I'm good."
"I was just about to go to sleep. Is there...anything else you wanted to talk about?"
His gaze held something, but it left as soon as it came, "No. I'll see you later."
I nodded, "Okay, goodnight."
He walked away, "..'Night."
Slowly and quietly, I closed my door, '...When will be later? Could that be...never? Will I ever see him again? Knowing him, that'll be a no. I have to catch up with him!'
Quickly opening my door back, I was about to run out until my eyes met with his again.
"R-Rin..."
"...Hate me for this, I don't care, but I need to hold you."
Rin wrapped his arms around my waist and pushed us both inside my complex.
His lips crashed on to mine, not in a messy way, but in a passionate and comforting kiss.
Warmth spread throughout my body due to the kiss and him holding me longingly. I...kinda yearned for his touch on my body.
I hadn't noticed he kicked the door closed and locked it with his left hand before going back to my waist.
We pulled away for air, staring into each other's eyes.
"..Rin..." I tried to regain my breath.
When I said his name, I could see that same thing in his eyes and it wavered as he gritted his teeth.
Lifting me up in a bridal style position, he walked over to my comfy bed and layed me down before going back to what we started.
Kisses and bites were left on the sweet spots of my neck as I moaned and his hands roamed my body.
Rin grinded against me roughly and I gasped while he slid his tongue between my lips.
Battling for dominance, I rubbed my hands up and down his chest, making him groan, causing him to lose.
Taking the advantage, I rolled over and straddled his hips, slowly unbuttoning my top with a smirk.
He stared at my handwork and bit his bottom lip, seeming to try and contain himself from ravaging me.
Down to the last button, all of a sudden, he held my shirt closed, so he he wouldn't see my breasts.
"...No, I..I don't want you to...do that, especially if...we're not married," he said, looking away with red filled cheeks.
For some odd reason, I came to my senses as if I had lost them and felt like another person, then got off him, apologizing while bowing my head.
I gritted my teeth, 'Damn temptation. If Rin hadn't stopped me, we would've done something we'd regret..all because of temptation and lust.'
I turned away from him, still feeling guilty, "...I really am sorry," I said, buttoning my shirt up again.
"It's not your fault. I was the one who started this because...not touching you, not hearing your voice or not smelling your scent before you came back...drived me crazy."
Blushing at his words, I sighed through my nose and closed my eyes, "Is...is that a love confession?"
"More like something I've been wanting to say if you ever came back."
"Oh...well, Rin...when we're both ready," I said and turned to him, "I'd like for us to start over."
My concussion felt like it kicked me in the cerebrum and I fainted as Rin called out to me in panic.
(Wow, that's the closest I've ever came to putting something like that in this story, but any other stories, not even close. Anyway, what will Rin do about the concussive Miyuki?)