"Hey," I try to interrupt her ramblings, a slight panic clouding my mind. I could hear footsteps coming, and I know they're the ones I saw earlier with the rifles. Didn't she know she was in danger?
"...I pretend to play hooky from the classes I hate! And I tried smoking one time! Oh, yeah, the other day I found a wallet and bought a Nanase Aikawa CD with the money!"
"I said HEY," I try again, unsuccessfully. I'm not sure how she got up in this damned tree, but she's gone insane from the hypothermia. Maybe if I had stuck around long enough to see what had happened after I delivered that box to her and her brother?
"Or is this about the time I got drunk and the cops chased me around because I made faces at them?" she screams, clutching her head.
"..." I have no idea what to say to her, this girl. All I know is that the men with the guns were getting closer, and I really, really didn't have the desire to find out what they would do to her. I felt something rip through me: a slight, white-hot bolt of panic and...fear? I hadn't felt fear in a long time. Visions of this beauty lying broken, with more blood on her than already there, crimson pooled around her slim body, were more than enough for me to wish silently that she'd shut up. No such luck however...
"Or...or the time some guy tried to hit on me and I kicked him in the balls?"
I had to hide a smile when I heard that particular rant. Tucking that away for future reference, I made my decision.
"Nonsense, you just want an excuse," I shot back at myself, disgusted at my desire. For it was true. Ever since I had rescued her from her fall from the overpass, I had wanted to feel her in my arms again. It just filled me with a strange feeling of being whole, complete. Something I hadn't felt in a long time...I never felt it in my whole life.
"Or..."
The footsteps again! Damn! If she didn't shut up, they would find us! I grabbed her hand and did what I felt like doing. I tasted her shocked gasp before I crashed my lips against hers with such force that my shades fell off.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU BAKA! YOU BARELY KNOW THE GIRL FOR KAMI'S SAKE!" my mind screamed at me. I waved that thought aside, happily stomping and screaming 'I don't care!'
Her lips were as soft as I had imagined, and they trembled slightly under mine. My mind exploded with colors and stars and...well, all the things that happen when people kiss. I'm not big into mushy stuff. Moaning softly in my mind, I probe her lips open and scavenge her mouth. I can feel her shiver beneath my hand, and that keeps me grounded.
Hey, give me some credit; we're up in a tree. What am I supposed to do? My glasses fall from the branch they landed on, and the small crash snapped me back to the reality. Listening tensely, while still enjoying this girl, Aya's lips on mine, I can hear footsteps fading in the distance, and I relax my tense shoulders.
"OKAY, THE DANGER IS PASSED. LET THE GIRL GO! SHE PROBABLY WON'T EVEN BE ABLE TO SAY ANYTHING. KAMI KNOWS YOU CAN'T!"
So, reluctantly, I released her and leaned backwards to see her shocked face. Her soaked blond hair was matted to her forehead and her huge blue eyes were as wide as saucers.
"Sorry," I whispered. Her blue eyes grew even larger and I smiled inwardly to myself.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEYAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!"
Wasn't she supposed to be speechless?
"...I pretend to play hooky from the classes I hate! And I tried smoking one time! Oh, yeah, the other day I found a wallet and bought a Nanase Aikawa CD with the money!"
"I said HEY," I try again, unsuccessfully. I'm not sure how she got up in this damned tree, but she's gone insane from the hypothermia. Maybe if I had stuck around long enough to see what had happened after I delivered that box to her and her brother?
"Or is this about the time I got drunk and the cops chased me around because I made faces at them?" she screams, clutching her head.
"..." I have no idea what to say to her, this girl. All I know is that the men with the guns were getting closer, and I really, really didn't have the desire to find out what they would do to her. I felt something rip through me: a slight, white-hot bolt of panic and...fear? I hadn't felt fear in a long time. Visions of this beauty lying broken, with more blood on her than already there, crimson pooled around her slim body, were more than enough for me to wish silently that she'd shut up. No such luck however...
"Or...or the time some guy tried to hit on me and I kicked him in the balls?"
I had to hide a smile when I heard that particular rant. Tucking that away for future reference, I made my decision.
"Nonsense, you just want an excuse," I shot back at myself, disgusted at my desire. For it was true. Ever since I had rescued her from her fall from the overpass, I had wanted to feel her in my arms again. It just filled me with a strange feeling of being whole, complete. Something I hadn't felt in a long time...I never felt it in my whole life.
"Or..."
The footsteps again! Damn! If she didn't shut up, they would find us! I grabbed her hand and did what I felt like doing. I tasted her shocked gasp before I crashed my lips against hers with such force that my shades fell off.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU BAKA! YOU BARELY KNOW THE GIRL FOR KAMI'S SAKE!" my mind screamed at me. I waved that thought aside, happily stomping and screaming 'I don't care!'
Her lips were as soft as I had imagined, and they trembled slightly under mine. My mind exploded with colors and stars and...well, all the things that happen when people kiss. I'm not big into mushy stuff. Moaning softly in my mind, I probe her lips open and scavenge her mouth. I can feel her shiver beneath my hand, and that keeps me grounded.
Hey, give me some credit; we're up in a tree. What am I supposed to do? My glasses fall from the branch they landed on, and the small crash snapped me back to the reality. Listening tensely, while still enjoying this girl, Aya's lips on mine, I can hear footsteps fading in the distance, and I relax my tense shoulders.
"OKAY, THE DANGER IS PASSED. LET THE GIRL GO! SHE PROBABLY WON'T EVEN BE ABLE TO SAY ANYTHING. KAMI KNOWS YOU CAN'T!"
So, reluctantly, I released her and leaned backwards to see her shocked face. Her soaked blond hair was matted to her forehead and her huge blue eyes were as wide as saucers.
"Sorry," I whispered. Her blue eyes grew even larger and I smiled inwardly to myself.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEYAAAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!"
Wasn't she supposed to be speechless?