This chapter is dedicated to 5! and of course, to all the other readers!
Okay…so this is one hell of a chapter… I think I made Mikoto into a perv..ahahahaha… you'll find out why.
Okay, I know I said that I'd write fluff in here, but I don't think I actually did… To me, seeing them quarrel and argue over something is kind of like fluff, so if that counts…then there ya go.
Well, I'M BACK! Please, just enjoy this chapter as much as you can okay? I hope you like it!
Chapter 25
"-to?...Mikoto...Mikoto?...Mikoto!...Mikoto! Wake up!"
Mikoto's eyes twitched, as she peeled them open, her eyelids automatically closing due to the immediate brightness they were exposed to. She sat up, and rubbed the sleep from her eyes and looked forward to see the Americanized version of herself smiling at her. They were in that a hospital room. The one that she always went to. Maybe this room was also reserved for her. (That idiot has been influencing her too much! Even she's being hospitalized more than too often!)
"Well, good morning sleepyhead. It took you long enough."
Cielo laughed. Mikoto pouted, but smiled in the end.
"You seem happy today, Cielo-san."
She commented. Cielo stopped laughing and grabbed Mikoto's left hand, staring at it and caressing it, which weirded Mikoto out.
"Uhm…Cielo-san?"
"Oh..sorry. It's just…that person held your hand…before he left…"
"That person? You mean Ave-san? What do you mean he left?"
"Yes. He left…as in he's gone. He was never alive in the first place. He was just a remnant of our selfish desires in the past. It'll probably be another 6 centuries before I see him again."
"Oh…is that so?..." Mikoto breathed, staring at Cielo's solemn expression while holding her hand. Seeing her like this made her feel guilty.
"This is my fault isn't it?"
She accidentally said aloud. Cielo's head snapped forward, while Mikoto took back her hand and put it on her mouth, preventing it from spouting anymore nonsense that could ruin everything.
"No, of course it's not Mikoto.." She said, trying to be comforting with her smile, but of course, Mikoto knew better.
"We're the same, remember Cielo-san? So please don't act like you're not depressed about it."
"Mikoto…"
Cielo sighed. She stood up and walked over to the window, lacing her palm against the window glass.
"You've certainly gotten used to me then huh?"
Mikoto ignored her comment, as she just stared at her worriedly. Cielo looked at her and smiled.
"Oh come now dear." She said walking over to her and patting her head. "Don't go on and make our last meeting in a while so depressing alright?"
"Whatever you say, it won't—EEHH?" Mikoto's eyes widened as what Cielo said registered in her mind. "What do you mean last? I won't be the Angel of Death anymore? You're going?"
"Well, for starters, you never really were the Angel of Death. I was that angel okay? You're something even more special. I'll always be with you, I won't leave, but…due to certain…how do I call it? Oh yes! Due to certain influences around you, I won't be able to let even the smallest amount of manifestation come out, or we may both be dead."
"Are you referring to Touma?"
"Was I that obvious?"
"A little bit."
Mikoto answered with a small laugh, making Cielo giggle. They both shared the light and joyful atmosphere for about 30 seconds, until they stopped.
"Mikoto…I might not be able to get the chance to tell you this, but please. Be careful." She said holding both of Mikoto's hands, a worried look on her face. "Things…aren't exactly over yet. I don't know why, but I feel like evil is lurking around you all the time, like its part of you."
"Evil…is….part..o-of..m-me?"
"You know that I believe in you Mikoto. I know that you are a good person. I will bet my life that you would never do something intentionally evil or wrong, but that unnerving feeling of mine feels death surrounding you. I don't know what it is, but please be careful."
Cielo reminded you, Mikoto nodded obediently. Cielo smiled and hugged her.
"You remind me so much of my daughter…"
"Daughter?" Mikoto asked thoughtfully, "Oh! That Zeniax girl! Hey wait…now that you mention it, I've met Zeniax-san before."
"Ara?" Cielo wondered breaking away from the hug.
"Yeah…she was the girl who was guiding me in my Essence Scape. She was the girl with the really dark brown hair!"
"Yes, Zeniax does have brown hair. What else do you remember about her?"
"Ah? Well…uhhhh…I…I really don't know much…her face was covered by hair most of the time… and on some occasions, my memory of her would just be blurs…but I do feel like I know her personally though…"
"Ah, is that so?" Cielo asked with a smile, "If it's not too much to ask, could you take care of her, if ever she needs you to Mikoto?"
"HA? Well of course its fine! She is Cielo-san's daughter! And besides, she was just being controlled by Ave-san before when she tried to hurt me, so I'm sure she's very nice. Though…I do have a question to ask…"
"Well, what is it?"
"Why did you name your daughter Zeniax? If I remember correctly…Zeniax is-"
"-one of the Seven Pillars of the Gate of Heaven. The Angel of the Sky and Wind. Yes, that was my reason for naming her that."
"But why? Is she really a Pillar Angel?"
"No…No she's not. From what I remember, Zeniax should be pretty much normal. But…knowing Mil's mental state then and now, I fear that he might've done something to my poor child. I named her Zeniax…because from all the 7 Pillar angels, Zeniax was the freest one. She could freely soar the sky, as if she owned it. She was always smiling, making things happy. I wanted my daughter to be like that, so I named her after Zeniax." Cielo said with a sad smile,
"Cielo-san…"
"I wanted my daughter to be free from all this celestial mayhem. She doesn't need to go through what I've been. I love her too much to watch her suffer. You see Mikoto?"
"Yeah, I understand you Cielo-san…You're just like my Mom, always wanting to protect me, even at the cost of her own safety."
"That's just what love does to you Mikoto…That's just what love does…"
Cielo said with a smile as she stood up. Her form started fluctuating, like seeing static on TV screens.
"Ah, such a troublesome guy he is…I wanted to spend more time talking to you." Cielo pouted, but Mikoto only laughed it off.
"The fact that you just laughed and didn't bother to argue means that you want to talk to him huh?" she said slyly, making Mikoto blush.
"Cielo-san!"
"Ha-ha. Yes, yes, you do not love him anymore right? I will keep quiet about the fact that you are so obviously lying about that."
"You're not helping Cielo-san…" Mikoto grunted.
"Oh shush now Mikoto. Well, it seems like it's time for our final farewells, is it not?"
She said going over and hugging Mikoto again.
"Thank you for everything Mikoto."
"I should be the one saying that to you, Cielo-san…"
"No, not entirely… You made me realize something, that we do have the power to live our own lives and find our own destiny. There are countless possibilities, if we just open our hearts to see them. You fought your destiny of becoming an angel, and now, despite still being one, you can now live freely, with Touma."
Cielo said with a smile as she backed away, letting reality seep into their own little world.
"I probably shouldn't be the one to say this, but you are the Angel of Life Mikoto. You are the one to bring light and hope to the world, whenever it will fall. You are the one who lives in the light, always making the right choice, for the betterment of everyone, even-"
"-even at the cost of my own life."
Mikoto continued, Cielo stared at her, upon noticing this, Mikoto smiled.
"What? You think that I wouldn't notice that? My wounds were healing faster than usual Cielo-san, and I also feel something else entirely different about me, you just clarified it."
"You really are special… But, please, I need to say this. Mikoto, when the time comes, you will be made to choose between two things important to you. Two things that you probably value too deeply to let go, but please, remember to make the right choice, no matter what. Don't bet your life on something wrong."
She said as the world fell apart.
'What the-? Choose between what?! WHY ME?! I don't get it! Cielo-san! Cielo-san!'
Mikoto reached out to her, wanting to ask something about her last words, but was stopped. She tried screaming but no voice came. She tried to move, but she felt paralyzed. She was feeling helpless again, she was desperate to know what Cielo meant, but she was gone.
And it would only be a while, before she would face what she feared the most. ALL OVER AGAIN.
You are the Angel of Life Mikoto… choose between two things important to you… even at the cost of your own life…please make the right choice…
"Ugh…damn it…"
Mikoto said as her eyes opened once again, only to see the room she was frequently brought to. Her vision adjusted to the light, before she could even have the energy to huff out her frustration.
"Another puzzle…uuhh…when will this be REALLY over?!"
She said irately as she began kicking her feet. She felt like something bumped into her toe, like she had accidentally kicked something. She looked over to her toes, which were under the blanket, without sitting up. There was a school bag, and another paper bag. Is someone else here? She thought, until she felt something prickling her arm. She looked over to her right, and saw something that made her blush warmly.
Kamijou Touma was sleeping, his head on the bed right next to her hand. The idiot must've been hesitating whether to hold it or not, until he finally fell asleep, without making a move.
Mikoto couldn't help but giggle as she did her best to sit up, but her best only allowed her to slightly raise her body. Deciding that it was better not to push her body too much, she just laid her head on the headboard of her bed and smiled at him.
"Huh… see? Heroes do get tired every once in a while…."
She laughed, noticing that he was drooling in his sleep. She was about to snap a picture of him, until she realized that she still didn't have one. She noticed that Touma's phone was lying right next to his hand, so she decided to take his.
"Hm…hope you don't mind that I'll use your phone for a few seconds…"
She laughed, as she planned her brief act of mischief. When she finally had hold of the phone, the strap it had made her smile.
"So you still kept this huh?...And now…Gekota isn't alone anymore…"
She mused as she held the two dangling figures. Next to their matching Gekota straps was the keychain she had given him upon her arrival. The Toumanized version of Gekota. She had lied of course, saying that she just randomly saw it and bought it out on impulse. Mikoto had it specially made. And she even had one for herself. Hers was Pyonko, with brown hair and flower clips on the right side, wearing a brow blazer with a red ribbon and a pleated grey skirt.
But, due to her tsundere tendencies, she refuses to use it in public, but somehow managed to gather up the courage to actually give it to him in the first place.
'I wonder…does he…smile or feel..warm whenever he sees this? Does…he feel the same way I do right now?'
She asked herself as she caressed Touma's strap. Mikoto shook her head. This was a moment of revenge, not admiration. Mikoto took a deep breath before bringing the camera closer to his face and trying to get a good angel.
The idiot was asleep…and he was freaking drooling on her hospital bed…but…but…but WHY THE HELL WAS SHE FINDING IT SO ATTRRACTIVE?!
She should be weirded out! She should be grossed! Disgusted!
BUT NO!
Mikoto tried to steady her hands as her face flushed bright red, as her breathing became irregular. She kept on chanting mantra's to calm her down, but all was left in vain.
'WHY DO I STILL THINK THAT HE LOOKS SO CUUUTE~?!"
She thought angrily in her head, before slamming the phone to whatever was nearest to it. She heard a grunt of pain.
'Oh no….'
Was her only thought, as she heard random mumbling and muffled sounds, and something felt disgustingly wet... Mikoto couldn't bring herself to look at him.
"Whaffafaffa—Mwifoto?"
His muffled voice asked. Mikoto sweated bullets as she slowly moved her head to face him.
"O-o! H-hey the—re?"
Even Mikoto was surprised with what she saw. The phone was right in his mouth and it just so happens that she was still holding it. Oh, so that's why it felt wet… Her hand was right over a used to be sleeping guy. Do the math.
"MWIFOTO IF ITH FWU!"
Touma said happily, seemingly forgetting about the phone in his mouth as he stood up to hug her, but before he could, Mikoto sent out a few sparks, making his mouth go numb.
"G-g-g-g-o f-f-fix y-yourself up first! Y-you idiot!"
She stuttered. Touma pouted, before running off to the nearby bathroom door. Mikoto slid down the headboard, before staring at her hand…
'My hand…was on…his..m-mouth…I…I…'
She said with a blissful blush and expression apparent on her face.
'OH MY GOD! SNAP OUT OF IT Mikoto!'
She resolute, about to slap her cheeks with her hands, but then remembered…the infection…the other one hand.
"Ew..ew…ew..ew.."
She muttered as she wiped her hands off on her sheets.
"You don't have to look nor sound so disgusted you know…"
Touma's voice said, making her stop. Mikoto looked forward and saw him out of the bathroom. He had on a hurt expression, which just made him look stupid. Mikoto huffed indignantly.
"Huh…as if I'd want to get contaminated by your unbounded idiocy Kamijou Touma."
She said rolling her eyes and turning away. She heard footsteps shuffling from behind her, until she felt his presence loom over her.
"I missed you so much…BiriBiri…"
"Yeah right, you big idiot."
"I'm sorry."
He said, surprising her. When she was about to look back, Touma bent over and hugged her, with one knee on the bed. Mikoto blushed and immediately panicked.
"Hey, just relax will you Mikoto?" Touma said coolly.
'Wha-wha-wha-wha-wha-what the hell is happening?!'
She screeched in her thoughts. In her daze, Mikoto accidentally kicked Touma's knee, forcing him to go down on her.
"OOF…Told you to relax didn't I?"
"H-h-h-how can I relax you IDIOOOOT?"
Unable to take anymore, Mikoto's body gave way as they both feel on top of the bed, with Touma over her. Mikoto was wearing a white hospital gown, and she felt utterly…exposed? Hospital gowns never really did much to cover you. They were just like strips of cloth pieced together. The material was thin and can easily be lifted, and with their position right now, let's just say that Mikoto felt unpleasant drafts in some parts of her that she didn't want. He was heavy, but not crushing. Her chest hurt, but it was from the intense heat from the situation.
"Ne…I just realized something."
"Wha-wha-what?!"
"Your chest has grown bigger again."
And that was the final straw. Mikoto's head turned extremely red, as steam emanated from it like a choo-choo train. Her eyes were complete swirls as her body trembled and shook.
"You…you…YOU IDIOT!"
She shouted hugging him and sending thousands of volts of electricity through him. He kept on yelping in pain, but she wasn't listening to any of them. She was having her revenge right now, and nothing could ever stop her, not even-
"Ah, Misaka-san, please don't do something so erotic if the door is open okay?"
Heaven Canceller said coming in her room. Mikoto stopped and literally threw Touma to the sides and sat up, despite the dizziness she felt, she looked at the door and noticed that it was open, and that other patients and nurses were staring. She immediately magnetized the door, closing it with a bam.
"Are you still alive Kamijou-kun?"
Heaven Canceller said as he poked Touma's cheek with a ballpen. Touma stirred and stood up, only this time his spiky hair came out as an afro. He shook it off and sighed.
"Way to ruin a moment Mikoto."
"WAY TO FREAK ME OUT YOU IDIOT!" She shouted. "What the hell were you thinking huh?! J-j-just doing that all of a sudden!"
"Ever heard the saying 'spur of the moment'?"
"THAT'S A FREAKING PHRASE! IT'S NOT A SAYING!"
"Alright, alright enough of your bickering." Heaven Canceller said with a wave. "I'm here to deliver a message for Misaka-san. It seems like the trouble with your stalkers has been dealt with. You can stop attending that university and transfer back to Tokiwadai. Same class, same schedule, same everything."
"Oh? Is that so? Thank you then…" Mikoto said with a smile. Heaven Canceller smiled back, before turning to Touma.
"And as for you Kamijou-kun…"
"Eh? You have news for me?" Touma asked pointing a finger to himself. Dr. Gekota coughed.
"Unfortunately yes. Minako-chan sent me your past scores, and some paper works. You're gonna have to take remedial classes, if you don't want to repeat your entire year."
"Minako-chan?" Touma and Mikoto both asked. Heaven Canceller thought for a moment, before an idea popped into his head.
"Oh, judging from Misaka-san, I'm sure you call her Dr. Pyonko. Heaven Arbiter's real name is Yamamoto Minako, didn't you know?"
"Oh." "Oh."
They both answered, having the same thought. 'You're probably the only one who knows.' After a few more seconds, Touma finally reacted.
"SUCH MISFORTUNE."
"Idiot."
"Well, disregarding Kamijou-kun's education, the both of you seem to be doing fine, even after all this scrape. So I take it everything went fine?" Heaven Canceller asked.
"Huh..as if… with this guy over here, things are bound to go wrong Dr. Gekota."
Mikoto said as she sat properly in her bed.
"Hey, don't talk to me like I'm not here."
"What if I tell you that I don't care?"
"Oh I know you care."
"Says who?"
"Says me."
"Sigh, yeah sure. Says the idiot who can't even beat a junior in simple algebra."
"Those weren't simple and you know it!"
"Excuses."
"NO THEY'RE NOT!"
"Then what do you call them?"
"Reasons."
"Excuses."
"STOP SAYING THAT!"
"Stop saying what?"
"MIKOTO!"
And so the couple had another argument to fight over. Heaven Canceller could only watch with a heavy sigh. Those two would never change no matter what now wouldn't they? He decided to just leave them be and was about to walk out the door, when the silhouette of a person could be seen standing in front of the glass of the door.
"Misaka-san, you have a visitor, I'll let them in okay?"
He asked, but got no response. Mikoto was still to busy fighting with Touma. He sighed again, as she just opened the door and was met with a young girl with twin tails, holding a vase flowers.
"Ah, well hello there Shirai-san."
He greeted. The moment he said her name, the room suddenly grew quiet, as Mikoto stopped for once. Touma looked back and forth between Kuroko and Mikoto, wondering if they had a fight. After 5 seconds of hopeless silence,
"Kamijou-kun, I'm going to need your help with some stuff, so why don't you go and help me okay? An old man like man can't carry much more.."
"Ah but-"
"GO." Mikoto said interrupting him. "Please just go." She said looking at him seriously. Touma smiled before walking over and messing with her hair.
"Try to be careful with your words, that's where you always slip."
He reminded with a gentle smile, before walking out with the doctor. Once the door clicked, Mikoto took a deep breath.
"How've you been? I haven't seen you since Ave-san."
Mikoto asked with a smile. Kuroko looked up to her, hesitating what to do. She propped herself upright before saying,
"Kamijou-san has explained things to me Onee-sama. You need not tire yourself. Oh, and we brought these flowers for you. Uiharu and Saten-san will be here in a while. I think they're still picking some cakes."
Kuroko answered with a smile, bringing the vase to Mikoto's bedside. Mikoto watched as Kuroko fiddled with the flowers in an attempt to further beautify them.
"How are you…feeling Onee-sama?" Kuroko asked with her head held down.
"I'm fine. There's not much to go on about really. I'm still alive Kuroko, that's all that counts. I know that you're upset about everything. I can read it on your face."
"Sigh, so have we gotten that close, over the course of the years, Onee-sama?"
"Well of course you idiot, you're my roommate and my best friend. How can I not know you?"
"I find that rather ironic, coming from you. You, as in the person who kept a grave illness all to herself for the past four years."
Kuroko said in a tone as she sat down on a chair.
"Kuroko…I told you, I'll be fine." Mikoto said with a smile. " I'm the third strongest le-"
"You are a girl Onee-sama." Kuroko said cutting her off. " You are a woman with a heart that hurts and aches. You are an ordinary human being. And there are some things in this world that you cannot handle."
"I won't argue with you, Kuroko."
Mikoto said, the smile completely wiped off from her face, leaving a sour indifferent look.
"I'm not trying to argue Onee-sama! All I'm trying to do is to convince you! Telling the others and asking for help is not a sign of weakness!"
"This is not about being strong or weak Kuroko!"
"Then what is this about then?" she asked again, pain flickering in her eyes as she stared at her senior with worry, which is something that the latter was NOT fond of. "Enlighten me about what all THIS is about. I have ears Onee-sama, and I am more than willing to lend them to you, if only you could trust me with it."
"Kuroko, I trust you. I really do, but sometimes, there are just things that you need to keep to yourself. All that I'm doing is to protect all of you, all of Academy City. This is what I want to do with the rest of the life that I have left. So please let me do it."
Mikoto said throwing her feet to one side of the bed and looking at Kuroko with a pleading expression. Kuroko could only sigh, before she stood up, bent over and hugged Mikoto.
"I apologize, Onee-sama…"
She mumbled. Mikoto smiled, as she brought a hand to pat the top of Kuroko's head.
"It's alright I can't blame you really."
"It's…alright?" Kuroko asked in an unsure tone, without letting go.
"Yeah, it's alright."
Mikoto answered back, hugging Kuroko. She heard the younger girl yelp, making her smile. Kuroko's shoulders suddenly began shrugging, and her breathing got uneven."
"Hey, Kuro-"
"ONEE-SAMA!"
Kuroko suddenly shouted, pouncing on her senior. She rubbed her face against Mikoto's chest, making the latter blush furiously.
"What the hell Kuroko?!" Mikoto shouted as she tried to break free, without the use of her powers.
"Ah~ But Onee-sama has said it was alright~! Onee-sama has finally accepted Kuroko's love~~!" Kuroko purred, continuously rubbing her face on Mikoto's chest. "Ara~? Onee-sama's chest has gotten bigger again~!"
SNAP
Mikoto's patience had finally snapped like a twig. She released bolts of electricity, paralyzing the poor Judgment girl. Kuroko transformed into a heap of an afro as Mikoto rolled her off of her. She sat up and stretched, before sending a glare towards the direction of the crisp teleporter.
"And when I thought you had finally changed!"
"T-t-true love…n-never changes O-onee-sama…"
"Oh shut it."
She said, sending a few more sparks at her, making her twitch and stop moving. Mikoto then sighed, before standing up and stretching her overly rested arms.
"Haa~ I wonder how many days I was out…It felt so long since I stretched like this~"
She said doing some shoulder stretches with a yawn.
"You've been knocked out for three days, if that helps."
A voice answered, making Mikoto look back, only to see none other than Kamijou Touma himself, sliding the door behind him, closing it in the process. Mikoto walked over to the wall and leaned on it.
"Oh, it's you. I thought Doc had something to do for you?"
Mikoto asked as she watched Touma walk over to the bed. His eyes widened with the view and looked over to her with a questioning look.
"What? It was harassment I swear."
"Ah, okay." He answered back, pulling Kuroko's head up to the pillow and placing the sheets over her. "The doctor only said to get the two of you to talk. I won't ask what you argued about, but it seems to me like it's finally over now, right?"
"Hm…not really. Nothing is ever truly over you know."
"Yeah, I guess. Anyway, BiriBiri?"
Touma asked looking over to her, and taking a few steps closer.
"Wh-what?" Mikoto immediately stuttered. Touma lifted his hand and brought it to her chest. Upon seeing his actions, Mikoto blushed and closed her eyes, preparing herself for whatever it was he was doing. His hand went over and picked something from her chest.
"You still wear this…"
He said wistfully as his hands played with the Gekota necklace he had given her on their first anniversary. Mikoto opened her eyes, and saw him standing in front of her, at a dangerously close proximity, their faces just a few centimeters away. She momentarily forgot how to breathe as she basked in the presence of her spiky headed lover…friend, as he towered above her, a warm smile playing on his face.
'Who is he to me? What are we? Who am I to him? I…I want to know…'
"I-I-I only w-wear it because it's Gekota!"
She reasoned with a red face as she turned away. He heard him stifle a laugh, before taking a deep breath and turning her head to face him once again.
"Why'd you do it?"
She asked with a special glint in her eyes. Touma seemed to be left in wonder as he stared at her curiously. Before he could ask, Mikoto held his hand, which was holding the pendant with her left hand, while her right hand went over to the pendant and pressed the flower. It popped open, revealing a small note and a petal.
"That. Why'd you do it?"
Mikoto asked again, still not letting go of his hands, while looking up to him. Touma stared down at her, before laughing nervously, a small tint of red apparent on his cheeks.
"Y-yeah…I didn't think you'd find out about it…It's kinda embarrassing."
"You made this shenanigan and you're embarrassed?"
"Hey, I'm a guy and I'm definitely not the romantic type. Saying things like 'I hope that we will always be together loving each other' is very very embarrassing…"
"Oh don't say that…I was…really touched…you know."
Mikoto answered with a smile and a blush, staring at the note in the hands of Touma. For some reason, she felt like all her tsundere-ness was pushed away. She felt like she had the courage to speak out anything that she wanted to at this moment. And that was exactly what she was gonna do.
"Eh? You were?"
"Well…yeah…I mean, I discovered this on the plane, back when I was about to leave for England. Reading it…kind of made me hesitate… I didn't want to leave, but…pride really got the better of me. So, we..may not be able to…uhm…take back or…continue what we had…but th-that doesn't mean that we can't start over again…right?"
She said looking up to him hopefully. It took a few seconds before Touma could actually react. He smiled,
"You surprised me there, Misaka Mikoto."
He said as his innocent smile turned into a knowing smirk. Mikoto's face heated up as all her tsundere-ness that was pushed aside flooded back in. She let go if his hands and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Ugh…I hate it when you have that freaking face on. You-"
"I did it because I meant it. That's all."
He said abruptly, making her stop and look up to him. The annoying smirk was no more, as his usual warm smile, the smile that she loved, once again reigned on his face (and in her heart).
"I meant every word I said to you. What makes you think that I wouldn't want to take back what we had?"
He said taking a single step forward, leaving no space at all between them. She could see nothing but his chest, her heart thumped so loud, she was scared that he could hear it. Mikoto felt his arms rise and wrap themselves around her, enveloping her in a warm embrace.
"We don't need to start over Mikoto, because what we had, it was never really lost. We still had it in us, even during those 10 months, you were all I thought about, and I'm hoping...that for you…it's the same. So you have my answer Mikoto. I would be more than thankful, if you would come back into my life. Just come back to me, please?"
His every word made it deep into her heart. It sunk, almost painfully, as she felt warm and fuzzy inside. Her arms which were crossed over on her chest dropped to her sides, as she leaned her head against his chest, nearing the top of his shoulders.
"About Sumine-san…"
"Forget about that. I swear to you Mikoto, nothing happened. True, she took me home, but that was it. I don't know anything, but I'm sure nothing happened. I love you, I would never do anything to hurt you."
And that was it.
Mikoto felt her eyes tear up, as she buried her face into his chest, as her arms went to his back, hugging him tighter by the second. She gripped the back of his shirt tightly, as if she was never letting him go. And maybe, just maybe, that might be the case.
Touma took a step back, breaking away from their hug. Mikoto looked up to him in fear. Didn't he feel the same? Was she misinterpreting things again? She was confused, paranoid. But Touma only smiled.
"You're crying again."
He said wiping away a bead of water falling from her eyes, something she didn't notice, until she felt the puffiness in her eyes. Mikoto was left speechless. She didn't know what to do anymore. Someone as smart as her was at a loss of thought in this situation.
"Tears weren't made for girls like you. But hey, you still look pretty damn cute, so who am I to complain huh?"
He said with a small laugh as she held her face, lightly kissing her forehead. Mikoto scrunched her forehead and pouted unwillingly.
"I know what that look means Mikoto."
Touma said knowingly, making Mikoto blush more. To which he only laughed.
"I was going to do it anyway you know."
He said snapping her out of her trance. Mikoto was about to say something, but was stopped when a pleasant feeling came up and brushed upon her lips. Time felt frozen as the both of them stood there, kissing one another. Mikoto closed her eyes, as she brought her hands to his chest, and somehow, they ended up wrapping themselves around Touma's neck.
If you were to be asked, what is a kiss?
A mere expression of emotion? A languid form of affection? A simple activity of the mouth? A lot of people have a lot of answers, but one thing can be summed from all of them.
A kiss comes from love.
Without love, then it would mean nothing but mere contact of the lips. And just like what's happening now, a kiss was brought out from true, pure, hard-earned love. Love that was trialed and tested. Love that was put through heaven and hell. Love that was brought apart, but now, is brought back together. Love…love that is envied by many, and will be once again put to test, like now.
"Well. Now this wasn't what I expected."
A voice said, making the two stop, break away and catch their breaths. To Touma, the man who entered was unfamiliar (though he did feel something weird about him), but to Mikoto, this was a whole new story.
"Wh-Wha-why are y-you here?" she asked, as the young man with black hair and onyx black eyes wearing a green sweater, white undershirt and jeans came closer and grabbed her hand, pulling her away from Touma.
"I'm here to take you back Miko." He said kissing her hand. He looked over to Touma who was now glaring at him and smiled.
"Pleased to meet your acquaintance Kamijou Touma-san."
"Who the hell are you and what are you to her?"
Touma muttered grimly. Mikoto looked back and forth at them, confused at what to do, until the man spoke.
"The name's Aizawa Hiromi. Miko's new and current boyfriend."
-chapter end-
What was happening while I was typing the ending part:
My friend: We should probably do something about-
Me: Ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod…..
My friend: Are you listening?
Me: No, I'm typing. Be quiet.
My friend: YOU called ME!
Me: OH MY- UGH! I want to strangle that pretty little neck of his! Ugh! How dare he! How dare he!
My friend: Chill dude…. It's just a story.
Me: IT AINT JUST A STORY! IT'S MY LIFE SO SHUT THE HECK UP!
My friend: Dude, you're the freaking writer! Just change it if you don't like it!
Me: *stares at my phone(this is a voice call)* I don't know what you're talking about. *hangs up*
I don't know why but I found that weird and funny. Anyway, OH MY GOD! Ahahahahaha! They finally kissed and made up! Ahhh~! Now, me very very happy! Ahahahahah!
Well, I've still got a lot to do, so bye for now!
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