Reunited and it Feels Damn Good

The room was packed with people but most stood, clustered together in a heap of luggage and fast food near the check in line. The flight wasn't scheduled to leave for an hour; flustered attendants tried to gently guide the passengers to open seats but all refused, turning to hide behind open newspapers or boxes of chicken tenders.

At least twenty seats lay open around him.

His legs were spread wide, his arms thrown out and his head lolling back, swaying side to side rhythmically as he waited. He radiated a dark energy, a rare tension beneath his frame that made evident his ability to move from seeming sloth to havoc without warning.

His head rolled around to rest on his chest lazily, the only movement coming from his fingers as he rolled an unlit cigarette back and forth. The stick slowly deformed under the pressure. He flicked it aside to roll on the floor, his eyes hidden beneath his dark, tousled fringe. Heels clicked on the linoleum floor down the hall and his eyes flashed open, sudden life sparked deep within. A woman in the crowd gasped in fright; a man dropped his newspaper.

Cain shifted his eyes, searching for the source of the sound, the rest of him motionless. His fingers twitched as the heels paused, turned, stopped in front of him. Dark eyes traveled slowly up white legs barely obscured by torn fishnet stockings, pausing appreciatively at the emerald eyed skull buckle on the tight leather shorts before raising along with his chin to lock gazes.

"Sister," he growled.

She smiled down at him, her eyes flashing a fire without heat.

"Nii-san," she purred.

He finally moved, wrapping his arms around her waist and dragging her forward against him to nuzzle her bare stomach, his hands lightly scratching her lower back in the way he knew she loved.

An elderly man coughed, clearing his throat. Without looking away from her nii-san, Setsu dropped her luggage and sank into his lap. She heard the old man's cough turn convulsive and smirked, licking her tongue over her lip ring.

"An hour before we board," she said, cocking her head at her nii-san. "I'm bored already."

"You haven't seen me in two days," Cain said under his breath, his fingers still tracing over the bare skin of her back as she sat sideways in his lap. "Am I not enough for you?"

Setsu rested her head on Cain's shoulder, shifting her hips in slightly closer to his. "Nii-san…" she whined. "Don't make this about you. I'm the one who's bored."

Cain wrapped his hands around her tiny waist and lifted her up off his lap. Her face betrayed no surprise at the sudden motion, or his ability to swing her entire body around with such ease. She just stood and waited, holding her hand out at the perfect angle for his entire torso to run against her fingers effortlessly as he rose in front of her.

"I'll buy you something," he said gruffly. He twined his hand into hers and started to walk away. They left their luggage unattended in silent statement that no one would dare touch it.

"You'll buy yourself something," she said as she lifted his arm and pressed herself into his side, her hips swaying against his as they walked interlocked. "To eat."

Cain huffed and patted her head without committing.

"It's been too long since you left," he said, his arm warm around her shoulder. "Don't go away for that long again."

"Nii-san, you were the busy one," Setsu said, poking his side. "I had to entertain myself somehow. A spa trip was better than being locked up in our room waiting on you."

Cain growled and stopped walking, jerking her to a sudden stop beside him. She looked up at him, her face calm, waiting.

"Spa," he said simply.

Setsu smirked. "Massage."

Cain's face darkened.

Setsu cocked her head at him teasingly. She stepped backwards onto the moving walkway, standing still as it carried her away from him. "If I said the masseuse was a man…" Her smile grew feral as her brother spurred into sudden motion, crossing the distance to her side in a blur. His jacket swirled around them both as he caught her up in his arms, holding her high and tight. Setsu purred, twining her hands into his hair.

"Good," she said quietly.

Cain grunted. "You're mine." He lowered her enough to look her in the eyes, his burning with passion as he searched hers for the truth. "It was a woman."

"It was no one," Setsu giggled. "I wouldn't even let another woman touch me. I spent my time trying to pick out matching tattoos and looking for apartments in London." She traced his collarbone. "Remember when you said I could mark you?" Cain stretched his neck to the side, his hair falling softly away from the spot they both cherished. "I'm going to have to do that over every day unless you let us get a tattoo."

Cain set her down finally as they reached the end of the moving walkway. "Not a very persuasive argument for getting a tattoo, sister." He grabbed her gloved hand in his and guided her to the closest food store. The store cleared out conveniently when they walked in with her brother in the lead, removing the annoyance of waiting in lines.

Setsu happily fed her brother from the bag of mixed nuts he'd finally agreed to, picking out one at a time, her fingers lightly brushing his lips with each bite as he carried their luggage on board. They'd wandered the rest of the hour, settling on just this simple snack and matching demon-shaped luggage tags as their only purchases.

Setsu plopped into the comfortable seat of their first class private cabin, her face bored but her fingers betraying her excitement at the experience. Setsu played with all the buttons, making lights flicker on and off, the tv tray extend and retract, the seat recline fully -- "Nii-san, a bed. No excuses for refusing to sleep now." She flopped full-length onto the chair as it fell back, her eyes closing in comfort. A timid attendant bowed, waiting for Cain to deposit their luggage in the aisle before storing it and racing away to attend to other passengers. Cain rolled his shoulders, sinking slowly into the seat next to her.

He turned his head to watch her, his seat still upright. She pushed the button on the side of his seat and lowered him, her face fixated on his as slowly his eyes came down to level with hers. She licked her lips as the inches between them lessened. He shifted, rolling onto his side to look at her. He raised his hand and tucked her pink-streaked bangs behind her ear, his hand resting lightly on her neck. Setsu's face blushed, her lips falling open slightly as she drank in the sight of her beloved nii-san filling the small space.

Her phone binged. Setsu shifted, drawing it out. Cain's eyes narrowed, his hand shifting down to grip the phone.

"Nii-san, just one check before we take off. It could be mom and dad."

Cain's fingers relaxed, but his eyes remained intense.

She opened the message. Her eyes widened.

Cain waited.

Setsu started to put the phone away, but Cain stopped her with his hand on her wrist.

"What's the message," he growled.

"Just work," she said simply. "Not important enough to steal my attention from you."

He grunted, pulling her wrist up. "Open it."

Setsu shook her head, a sexy smirk flickering over her lips. "I wouldn't want you to get… jealous." She bit her lip gently, playing with her tongue ring.

Cain pulled her hand up to his mouth, nipping each of her fingers as they wrapped around the phone. "Open it, sister." She felt her breath start to come too quickly. She slid her thumb down and pressed to download the attachment.

"It's the MV I filmed," she said nonchalantly. Cain's entire body tensed, his fingers tightening a fraction against her skin. He sat up, his eyes drilling into her. She pressed the button to raise both their chairs, resting against hers as she rose.

Setsu waited until she was level with him, then shifted herself over to sit on his lap, nestling back against him, burrowing herself into his body and wrapping his hands around her waist. She held the phone sideways in front of them.

"The only one in my mind was you, nii-san," she said softly. "I want you to watch this and see how I look when I'm thinking of you."

Cain's hands flexed around her waist. "He was touching you," he said, his voice low and dangerous. "I saw."

Setsu traced her fingers lightly over the bare skin of his wrist. "Then you touch me more," she said. "Watch closely. Remember everywhere he touched. Take it back, nii-san. Take back every move." She moved his hand lower to rest on her leg, pressing his fingers to wrap around her muscled thigh. "Don't forget a single inch."

She pushed play.

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A/N: HOOBOY Persie's first time writing the Heels! I have been so stinking excited for this arc and I am thrilled it snuck in before baby! Please send feedback, I'm anxious to hear what you think of my rendition of them and your ideas. Thanks for reading!! Persie loves you!

Ps special thanks to Aki-dearest who beta'd part of this ch for me. Ultra Competent Award officially awarded XD

PS PS Tattoo comment by Setsu is absolutely an homage to alitablake's fic Parallel Reflections. 100%!