A/N: Is Kirino's fear of thunder canon?
They had agreed to go back to being normal siblings once their relationship had ended, but Kyousuke knew that was far from possible.
Bullshit. Complete bullshit it all was.
How could he live under the same roof with her and act as if nothing ever happened between them? How could he speak to her face-to-face without falling deeper in love with her on each day? How could he force himself to this life of a lie when he knew what he truly wanted was right in front of him?
He was growing tired of ignoring the truth. It was exhausting, both physically and mentally. He feared that if this went on, it wouldn't be long before sanity's hold on him breaks...
The weather seemed to sympathize as it began to rain heavily. Bright arcs dancing amongst the mass of clouds, illuminating the night sky for a split second before the darkness returned. After one flash the power suddenly went out, followed by a loud clap of thunder that resonated in his quiet room.
Then his door opened, and despite the lack of light her blonde hair wasn't hard to see as she scurried towards his directions. Her hands were cold and sweaty, grip trembling as it clung onto his arm for dear life. Instinctively he moved and brought her closer, shielding her with his arms in an embrace.
How he loved the warmth emanating from her body, the smell permeating from her hair. The soft touch of her skin so young and smooth, save for a few taut muscles on her legs. How her sides curved at the midsection as he traced them with his hands.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, knowing she had gone over the line once more. As her face was buried on his chest she couldn't see that Kyousuke was smiling, with tears threatening to pour from his eyes.
"Me too," he said softly whilst rubbing her back. She purred as he patted her head, resting her body weight onto his. He fell on his back with her on top of him, snuggling closely as she relished in his presence. When he kissed her lips and felt her reciprocate, they both knew what the night had in store, and the looks in their eyes told each other that all were forgiven.
With the storm unyielding he knew it would last until early morning, and the noise was all too perfect.
Just enough time for a quickie.