Tusoki.
8; Seven Kisses Reversed.
One.
She didn't know why she did it. There was just something about the small, and completely terrified, man before her that intrigued her.
She had to admit he was brave, trying to stand up to them.
Or maybe he was just stupid.
She leaned in closer with an almost wicked smile around her lips as she watched his expression turn even more frightened.
Was that even possible?
It was quick and chaste, but she knew she left a lasting expression when she turned away to join her brother and Sixteen.
"Bye"
Two.
She was seated in her chair, eyes widened in shock.
Frozen.
She didn't even notice him trying to get her attention, profusely apologizing for his dumb, drunk, mistake.
All she could think about was the softness of his lips against her cheek.
This time, she was the one terrified.
She hadn't been the same after that.
Three.
She tried her best to just concentrate on their current situation. Both were panting as they stood perfectly still in a stand off.
He was staring up at her, the intensity of his gaze almost made her shiver.
Breathe, just breathe!
Later, she would not be able to recall who made the first move.
All she cared for was the feeling of his warm mouth against hers and the way he seemed to melt into her as she roughly pushed him back against Kame House. The moment was so intense, her heart skipped several beats.
Don't stop.
Four.
She felt inadequate, at a loss for words, as she watched him. The tears on his face made her feel uncomfortable. She did not like to see him in pain.
She knew there wasn't much she could do, but to try and console him.
Shhh, it's okay.
She reached out with her fingertips, leaving small kisses wherever they touched on his face. She felt him relax in her warm embrace as she whispered softly to him.
I'm here.
His tears dried after that.
Five.
His touch was her undoing. She shivered while desperately trying to keep a hold on him as their bodies collided in a burst of passion that overwhelmed her. Her hands found their way into his hair, pulling his face down roughly.
Come closer...
His mouth found hers and she eagerly gave in.
Yes...
The kiss was sloppy and wet, but she didn't care.
Because he was the only one who could make her feel so good.
Six.
She still can't quite comprehend just what happened. She's dazed yet weirdly alert when the little bundle in her arms moves.
She looks down into a small face, so much like her husband's that she almost does a double take. But she can see herself in the child's eyes, despite them being pitch black. She lacks a nose, but to her, she is perfect.
A miracle.
A soft laugh makes her break her gaze away from the small girl in her arms. Her husband is smiling at her with nothing but admiration for her in his eyes. She can see they're misted over with tears.
Why are you crying?
She knows the answer without asking him. She closes her eyes when he leans in to gently kiss her forehead. She smiles tiredly up at him.
She has a little family, a daughter, to care for. She vows to protect her, and their happiness, no matter what.
Seven.
He can't really feel anything as he lays in bed. The sun is shining through the curtains, lighting up the face of the person in front of him.
I don't want to go.
He almost can't bare to look at her. She is holding his hand, he can see the tears in the corner of her eyes even though she is trying to keep it together.
For his sake.
You were always so strong.
He squeezes her hand softly, not having much strength left in his tired and withering body.
I'm so sorry.
He can feel it, the soft touch of her mouth on his cheek. It brings back a memory from so long ago.
He smiles one last time.
Thank you for reading! I wanted to do an Eighteen POV of the first chapter. Well the last moment is in Krillin's POV because in Chapter one it was in Eighteen's! Let me know what you think!
