23. Spreading the Message part 2
NOTE: This section includes some feistish and a bit of sexual content. Just a warning.
"Wow. you should have seen the match, Sakura," Darrell said as their team entered their hotel room around 8:00 P.M. "They kicked ass! Seriously! They couldn't even get past Sean!"
"That's pretty bad." Hinata commented while taking off her sneakers and plopping onto the couch, her socks half-way off from walking so much.
"Other than that I didn't find the rest of the fights that entertaining." Sakura K. added while standing next to a wall and throwing her sneakers at the front door. They hit the door and rested on the carpet right in front of it.
"Well I guess we can enjoy ourselves before that day comes." Sakura added as she walked over to the coffee table in front of the couch Hinata was on and used the remote to turn on the T.V. She actually turned the channel from News Combo 7 to a sitcom before sitting next to Hinata. Sakura's eyes spotted her sister go into one of the bedrooms and Darrell come in from the small kitchen area with a drink in his hand.
"Neh. trust me. Things will pick up. huh?"
Darrell stopped and looked at the two girls on the couch. Sakura's right sock and Hinata's left sock were touching. but they didn't seem to mind it. He just cocked an eyebrow, dismissed it and sat down next to Sakura in the last available spot on the couch. Sakura K. took her eyes off the tube and stared at the boy that sat next to her. He had on a long white tee- shirt and blue jeans. and his black sneakers were still on his feet. For some reason, a small smile crossed her face.
{Eh. why not? I'm feeling pretty naughty right now. Might as well enjoy it.}
"Darrell. why don't you make yourself more comfortable and take off your sneakers like we did?" she asked.
Darrell looked at her with a confused look on his face. and for some reason he was blushing a tiny bit. "Uh. why do you. want me to do that?"
"Just a suggestion," Sakura replied.
She was greeted with Darrell's smile as he bent down and unlaced his sneakers.
"Just throw them over there." she added as he finished and like a loyal servant, he followed her orders. His sneakers hit the carpet and rolled over to where Sakura's were. He slumped back into the white sofa and Sakura followed. As all three watched T.V., Sakura S. finished her business and sat in the chair closest to Hinata's side of the couch.
"So. is everyone ready for tomorrow's match?" Sakura S. asked. The others muttered their approval while still occupied with the comedy. A few seconds of silence later Darrell took another sip of his cup then reached forward to put it down on the table. As he moved forward, his right leg slipped and his foot made contact with Sakura's. Although he didn't show it directly, his attention immediately turned to his latest action.
"Sorry about that," he apologized while sitting back again.
"Don't worry about it," she responded. "It's fine."
Darrell's body was suddenly overcome with a feeling that stiffened it up a bit. He glanced down to the carpet and saw Sakura's leg creep onto his. He felt the fabric of her cotton sock on his. and his blush grew a little more.
"Uh. Sakura.?" he whispered. "What are.?"
He stopped when he heard her tiny mischievous giggle.
"I told you not to worry about it." she answered back.
{She's doing this on purpose.} Darrell finally realized. {I. uh. now what?}
Sakura's next move totally threw Darrell off. She started to slowly and gently rub her leg against his up and down, causing his expression to become even more obvious.
{Yep. He likes that. and I sort of like it too,} Sakura thought to herself while smiling. {That's why I told him to take off his sneakers. Just to feel my sock against his. Now let's see if he returns the favor.}
{You aren't making this easy on me, Sakura,} Darrell thought. {Do you want me to.?}
Darrell sighed and quietly asked, "Sakura. do you. want me to. go on with this.?"
"What do you think? I'm the one who started this game. It's up to you to see if you want to play on."
"A game, huh? Well. you can say that I just pressed Start."
Sakura suddenly felt Darrell's leg in action as it returned her rubbing. She almost gasped at the feel of it.
{This. is actually pretty relaxing.} she thought. {I just find it weird that the others didn't notice it yet.}
"You okay?" she heard Darrell's voice in her ear.
"Yeah." she breathed.
"You are taking this pretty seriously."
"I know."
"You. aren't playing. oh, never mind. We already know how we feel about one another."
Sakura K. nodded as she stood up and looking into his eyes.
"Come on.," she said out loud so that the others could hear. "I. need to have a talk with you."
"Okay." He responded while following her into their bedroom. Hinata kept her eyes on the two as they closed the door behind them and locked it.
"Hey. Sakura S. What do you think they are talking about?"
"How am I supposed to know?" she replied while grabbing the remote off the table and commenced channel surfing. "Whatever is between those two lovebirds is their business. I might be nosy sometimes, but I'm not that nosy. Besides, I'm more concerned trying to find something to watch. This comedy didn't make me laugh yet."
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"Sit down here, Darrell," Sakura K. commanded while patting the area of the bed that was just next to her. Of course, like a good boy, Darrell sat down and looked at her.
"I. really don't know how you managed to. know. that. certain thing about me," Darrell started, ".but you. seemed to enjoy it more than I did."
"Well. what can I say? I don't know why I did that either. I just. felt like it. and I did it."
Darrell sat up so that his whole body was on the bed as he faced Sakura, sitting on his legs.
"You." was the only word that came out of his mouth as he eyed his girlfriend. "You are really something."
Sakura blushed a bit as she sat while facing Darrell. Her feet were a few centimeters away from Darrell's knees and both knew that. For some reason, Sakura wanted to get closer, but she held it for the right moment.
"I. guess our hormones are on overdrive," Sakura guessed.
Darrell only nodded as he shifted his legs so that they missed Sakura's, but were terribly close.
"So. now what?" Darrell asked. "I really believe in the whole 'you-know- what' only after marriage thing, so let's not go that far in our decision, okay?"
Sakura agreed by nodding. "Let's. just tease each other a bit. I. really can't hold this any longer."
"Hold what?"
"My feelings. They seem to just pile up every time I seen you ever since this afternoon. I need to get a load off."
"Okay then. Just to make you feel relaxed. Just what do you want me to do?"
"It's simple really. Just give me your right leg."
Without questioning it, Darrell let Sakura lift his leg onto her lap. She observed it a bit, making Darrell a tad nervous.
{This is a side of her I never see before. I wonder if. she always had this side of her. only hidden.}
Before he could think about it anymore, Sakura put her hands on his sock and felt it a bit. She also moved her right leg so that it rested on Darrell, her foot right on his chest. She stopped and looked at the confused look on his face.
"Go on. You have my permission to do whatever you want to it. just as long as I have my way with yours."
Surprisingly, Darrell was quick to respond with a "That's fine with me. I've acted shy around girls for too long. I need to just jump in." He paused to touch her sock and added, "You know. I like this type of sock. It's soft."
"Yeah. Man, Darrell, it's sort of ironic that you came to Tokyo to relax. and to chill out with your friends and me. but we wind up falling in love. and going into a huge fight later next week."
"Sakura. let's not worry about Akuma now." he said. "Let's only think about each other."
Sakura nodded then pushed herself backwards on the bed so that their socks were the only thing touching. She started to wiggle her toes a bit, tickling Darrell. Normally Darrell isn't ticklish, but. he started to stifle a giggle.
"Come on, Darrell," she taunted. "You scared after all?"
"S-scared?? Please!"
Darrell retaliated, and unlike his tolerance, Sakura was extremely ticklish. She instantly stopped and let a series of short laughing bursts, rolling in the bed.
"That's a surprise." he noted. "I didn't know that you were that ticklish, Sakura."
Sakura didn't respond. She wiped the tears off her eyes and got into position again.
"You got that off. but this time I got you."
"Humph! You act like this is a street fight or something."
Sakura replied with her. 'attack' as Darrell started at the same time. Their socks were locked in their own battle as both fought in this new and unique competition that Sakura just made up. Sakura was about to burst laughing but managed to hold it.
"You're weakening, already?" Darrell teased. "I'm not even warmed up yet."
Sakura didn't reply, for she knew that the moment she opened her mouth she would laugh to no end. She had an idea. Sakura battled Darrell a little longer until something unexpected happened.: both pairs of socks tangled with one another.
"Huh?" Darrell gasped while trying to continue, but because of the way it was tangled, he tickled himself and Sakura.
"Gotcha!" Sakura yelled as she reached forward aiming for Darrell's chest. but instead grabbed his sides and started to tickle him with her fingers. That did the trick as Darrell suddenly held his breath to keep from giving in, causing her to go faster.
{Oh. no. I'll get you before you get me!}
Since Sakura was right in front of him, he only forced his arms to copy her, almost breaking her momentum.
"You'll. have. to try better. than that.!" Sakura shuddered through laughs.
The two kept going. not noticing that both were slowly going off the bed's edge. until it was too late.
"Hey!"
"Whoa!"
Both toppled over the bed. and landed on their heads. Their legs, along with every point below the waist were tangled in a web of limbs above their heads, resting on the wall. Their arms were laid out on the carpet, unable to move from the sudden lack of energy.
"Wow." Sakura K. marveled while breathing on Darrell's face. "That. was fun."
"You got that right. but you know that we can't move now, right? The blood is going to rush to our heads now. and we'll pass out."
"Frankly. that is something I'd videotape. Too bad I'm already feeling dizzy."
"You want to try to break out?"
".nah. I got a better idea."
Darrell felt Sakura try to move her legs, but they were knotted with his. The only thing that really moved was her feet and they only rubbed against his.
"If we do pass out. I want to do it in a ball," Sakura explained while flashing a weak smile. "You don't mind if you moved your upper. or rather. lower body closer?"
"You know. I like this side of you. You don't have a care right now."
Darrell moved closer to Sakura, which wasn't very far. When he stopped advancing, he was face to face with Sakura, his arms on hers and their socks meshed on one anther. Neither shared any words as they stared into each other's eyes with more affection than ever before.
"So, Sakura. how do you feel?"
"Better. Much better. despite the dizziness I'm feeling."
"Same here." Darrell paused and then said something that made Sakura smile and blush simultaneously. "Man, do I love you."
Sakura didn't respond verbally, but she did rub her socks weakly against her boyfriends' and Darrell returned the favor. They played on as Darrell started to speak.
"You know. I have this book at home. that tells you about your personality through various methods. I looked up our zodiac signs one day. and came to the realization that we aren't supposed to get along."
"I guess this is. an exception," Sakura sighed as she finally locked up with Darrell's body. The two were just one big pile of limbs on the floor, breathing heavily in each other's faces. Although they weren't fighting, the two were exhausted, finally letting their feet rest on one another.
"You tired. too?" Darrell asked.
"Yeah." Sakura replied as she looked up and glanced at their socks, which resembled one big, white piece of cotton.
"That little battle we just had. Do you want to call it a draw?"
"I. think. I got a bit left in me." was Darrell's response as he struggled to move his feet to pin Sakura's on the wall. He didn't have any luck as Sakura pushed against him, not letting either move.
"Okay. a draw." he finally accepted. "Our socks. are pretty much crammed together, huh?"
"Yeah. and I'm too weak to separate. not that I want to. I like the feel of our bodies brushing on the other. It's weird. I never had that feeling before. until I. well. 'met' you in that way."
Darrell gargled a response as his eyes started to close. The blood rush was getting to him, and Sakura realized it.
"You okay over there?"
"Sakura. regardless of what it might look like, I'm having the time of my life with you. And like you said, you wanted us to pass out together. It just so happens that I might go before you do."
Both smiled weakly while letting their socks smush even more until it started to hurt their feet a bit.
"I guess that saying is true. when they say love makes you do the craziest things." Darrell said.
"Looks like it is true."
Now Sakura started to get sleepy. She yawned in Darrell's face, but Darrell didn't notice.
"Sorry."
"You don't need to be. but I think. our socks had enough of a workout. Let's let out bare feet do the talking now."
"Sounds like a plan."
Both reached up and started to grab their socks, but Sakura missed and hit Darrell's hand. They held hands unintended as Darrell looked up into Sakura's body.
"Okay. let's kick them off." he mumbled.
"Fine."
They let their arms fall to the ground and pushed their feet against one another, making their socks slide onto the floor. Sakura then started to lightly kick Darrell's feet a few times then brushed hers on his. As soon as they were done, Sakura put an effort to reach out and grab Darrell by the shoulders then his waist.
"Come over here."
She pulled his body insanely close to hers to the point that there was no space in-between. She squeezed her legs tight as if to not let him go. Sakura stared into Darrell's eyes for a long 5 seconds, tightening her hug like she was going to suffocate him.
"I hope you like this." she said. then kissed him. Darrell heard himself muffle a small protest but for one it wasn't audible and two; he wised up and let Sakura continue the lip lock.
{You're right, Sakura. I like this. This time, it's for real.}
Neither knew what happened after that. Perhaps they did pass out from the blood rush to the head. All they knew was that they loved being in the other's company. and when they woke up the following morning, the golden aura was shining brightly around them. reminding them of their night when they kissed for the first time. in reality.
End of Chapter 23
NOTE: This section includes some feistish and a bit of sexual content. Just a warning.
"Wow. you should have seen the match, Sakura," Darrell said as their team entered their hotel room around 8:00 P.M. "They kicked ass! Seriously! They couldn't even get past Sean!"
"That's pretty bad." Hinata commented while taking off her sneakers and plopping onto the couch, her socks half-way off from walking so much.
"Other than that I didn't find the rest of the fights that entertaining." Sakura K. added while standing next to a wall and throwing her sneakers at the front door. They hit the door and rested on the carpet right in front of it.
"Well I guess we can enjoy ourselves before that day comes." Sakura added as she walked over to the coffee table in front of the couch Hinata was on and used the remote to turn on the T.V. She actually turned the channel from News Combo 7 to a sitcom before sitting next to Hinata. Sakura's eyes spotted her sister go into one of the bedrooms and Darrell come in from the small kitchen area with a drink in his hand.
"Neh. trust me. Things will pick up. huh?"
Darrell stopped and looked at the two girls on the couch. Sakura's right sock and Hinata's left sock were touching. but they didn't seem to mind it. He just cocked an eyebrow, dismissed it and sat down next to Sakura in the last available spot on the couch. Sakura K. took her eyes off the tube and stared at the boy that sat next to her. He had on a long white tee- shirt and blue jeans. and his black sneakers were still on his feet. For some reason, a small smile crossed her face.
{Eh. why not? I'm feeling pretty naughty right now. Might as well enjoy it.}
"Darrell. why don't you make yourself more comfortable and take off your sneakers like we did?" she asked.
Darrell looked at her with a confused look on his face. and for some reason he was blushing a tiny bit. "Uh. why do you. want me to do that?"
"Just a suggestion," Sakura replied.
She was greeted with Darrell's smile as he bent down and unlaced his sneakers.
"Just throw them over there." she added as he finished and like a loyal servant, he followed her orders. His sneakers hit the carpet and rolled over to where Sakura's were. He slumped back into the white sofa and Sakura followed. As all three watched T.V., Sakura S. finished her business and sat in the chair closest to Hinata's side of the couch.
"So. is everyone ready for tomorrow's match?" Sakura S. asked. The others muttered their approval while still occupied with the comedy. A few seconds of silence later Darrell took another sip of his cup then reached forward to put it down on the table. As he moved forward, his right leg slipped and his foot made contact with Sakura's. Although he didn't show it directly, his attention immediately turned to his latest action.
"Sorry about that," he apologized while sitting back again.
"Don't worry about it," she responded. "It's fine."
Darrell's body was suddenly overcome with a feeling that stiffened it up a bit. He glanced down to the carpet and saw Sakura's leg creep onto his. He felt the fabric of her cotton sock on his. and his blush grew a little more.
"Uh. Sakura.?" he whispered. "What are.?"
He stopped when he heard her tiny mischievous giggle.
"I told you not to worry about it." she answered back.
{She's doing this on purpose.} Darrell finally realized. {I. uh. now what?}
Sakura's next move totally threw Darrell off. She started to slowly and gently rub her leg against his up and down, causing his expression to become even more obvious.
{Yep. He likes that. and I sort of like it too,} Sakura thought to herself while smiling. {That's why I told him to take off his sneakers. Just to feel my sock against his. Now let's see if he returns the favor.}
{You aren't making this easy on me, Sakura,} Darrell thought. {Do you want me to.?}
Darrell sighed and quietly asked, "Sakura. do you. want me to. go on with this.?"
"What do you think? I'm the one who started this game. It's up to you to see if you want to play on."
"A game, huh? Well. you can say that I just pressed Start."
Sakura suddenly felt Darrell's leg in action as it returned her rubbing. She almost gasped at the feel of it.
{This. is actually pretty relaxing.} she thought. {I just find it weird that the others didn't notice it yet.}
"You okay?" she heard Darrell's voice in her ear.
"Yeah." she breathed.
"You are taking this pretty seriously."
"I know."
"You. aren't playing. oh, never mind. We already know how we feel about one another."
Sakura K. nodded as she stood up and looking into his eyes.
"Come on.," she said out loud so that the others could hear. "I. need to have a talk with you."
"Okay." He responded while following her into their bedroom. Hinata kept her eyes on the two as they closed the door behind them and locked it.
"Hey. Sakura S. What do you think they are talking about?"
"How am I supposed to know?" she replied while grabbing the remote off the table and commenced channel surfing. "Whatever is between those two lovebirds is their business. I might be nosy sometimes, but I'm not that nosy. Besides, I'm more concerned trying to find something to watch. This comedy didn't make me laugh yet."
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"Sit down here, Darrell," Sakura K. commanded while patting the area of the bed that was just next to her. Of course, like a good boy, Darrell sat down and looked at her.
"I. really don't know how you managed to. know. that. certain thing about me," Darrell started, ".but you. seemed to enjoy it more than I did."
"Well. what can I say? I don't know why I did that either. I just. felt like it. and I did it."
Darrell sat up so that his whole body was on the bed as he faced Sakura, sitting on his legs.
"You." was the only word that came out of his mouth as he eyed his girlfriend. "You are really something."
Sakura blushed a bit as she sat while facing Darrell. Her feet were a few centimeters away from Darrell's knees and both knew that. For some reason, Sakura wanted to get closer, but she held it for the right moment.
"I. guess our hormones are on overdrive," Sakura guessed.
Darrell only nodded as he shifted his legs so that they missed Sakura's, but were terribly close.
"So. now what?" Darrell asked. "I really believe in the whole 'you-know- what' only after marriage thing, so let's not go that far in our decision, okay?"
Sakura agreed by nodding. "Let's. just tease each other a bit. I. really can't hold this any longer."
"Hold what?"
"My feelings. They seem to just pile up every time I seen you ever since this afternoon. I need to get a load off."
"Okay then. Just to make you feel relaxed. Just what do you want me to do?"
"It's simple really. Just give me your right leg."
Without questioning it, Darrell let Sakura lift his leg onto her lap. She observed it a bit, making Darrell a tad nervous.
{This is a side of her I never see before. I wonder if. she always had this side of her. only hidden.}
Before he could think about it anymore, Sakura put her hands on his sock and felt it a bit. She also moved her right leg so that it rested on Darrell, her foot right on his chest. She stopped and looked at the confused look on his face.
"Go on. You have my permission to do whatever you want to it. just as long as I have my way with yours."
Surprisingly, Darrell was quick to respond with a "That's fine with me. I've acted shy around girls for too long. I need to just jump in." He paused to touch her sock and added, "You know. I like this type of sock. It's soft."
"Yeah. Man, Darrell, it's sort of ironic that you came to Tokyo to relax. and to chill out with your friends and me. but we wind up falling in love. and going into a huge fight later next week."
"Sakura. let's not worry about Akuma now." he said. "Let's only think about each other."
Sakura nodded then pushed herself backwards on the bed so that their socks were the only thing touching. She started to wiggle her toes a bit, tickling Darrell. Normally Darrell isn't ticklish, but. he started to stifle a giggle.
"Come on, Darrell," she taunted. "You scared after all?"
"S-scared?? Please!"
Darrell retaliated, and unlike his tolerance, Sakura was extremely ticklish. She instantly stopped and let a series of short laughing bursts, rolling in the bed.
"That's a surprise." he noted. "I didn't know that you were that ticklish, Sakura."
Sakura didn't respond. She wiped the tears off her eyes and got into position again.
"You got that off. but this time I got you."
"Humph! You act like this is a street fight or something."
Sakura replied with her. 'attack' as Darrell started at the same time. Their socks were locked in their own battle as both fought in this new and unique competition that Sakura just made up. Sakura was about to burst laughing but managed to hold it.
"You're weakening, already?" Darrell teased. "I'm not even warmed up yet."
Sakura didn't reply, for she knew that the moment she opened her mouth she would laugh to no end. She had an idea. Sakura battled Darrell a little longer until something unexpected happened.: both pairs of socks tangled with one another.
"Huh?" Darrell gasped while trying to continue, but because of the way it was tangled, he tickled himself and Sakura.
"Gotcha!" Sakura yelled as she reached forward aiming for Darrell's chest. but instead grabbed his sides and started to tickle him with her fingers. That did the trick as Darrell suddenly held his breath to keep from giving in, causing her to go faster.
{Oh. no. I'll get you before you get me!}
Since Sakura was right in front of him, he only forced his arms to copy her, almost breaking her momentum.
"You'll. have. to try better. than that.!" Sakura shuddered through laughs.
The two kept going. not noticing that both were slowly going off the bed's edge. until it was too late.
"Hey!"
"Whoa!"
Both toppled over the bed. and landed on their heads. Their legs, along with every point below the waist were tangled in a web of limbs above their heads, resting on the wall. Their arms were laid out on the carpet, unable to move from the sudden lack of energy.
"Wow." Sakura K. marveled while breathing on Darrell's face. "That. was fun."
"You got that right. but you know that we can't move now, right? The blood is going to rush to our heads now. and we'll pass out."
"Frankly. that is something I'd videotape. Too bad I'm already feeling dizzy."
"You want to try to break out?"
".nah. I got a better idea."
Darrell felt Sakura try to move her legs, but they were knotted with his. The only thing that really moved was her feet and they only rubbed against his.
"If we do pass out. I want to do it in a ball," Sakura explained while flashing a weak smile. "You don't mind if you moved your upper. or rather. lower body closer?"
"You know. I like this side of you. You don't have a care right now."
Darrell moved closer to Sakura, which wasn't very far. When he stopped advancing, he was face to face with Sakura, his arms on hers and their socks meshed on one anther. Neither shared any words as they stared into each other's eyes with more affection than ever before.
"So, Sakura. how do you feel?"
"Better. Much better. despite the dizziness I'm feeling."
"Same here." Darrell paused and then said something that made Sakura smile and blush simultaneously. "Man, do I love you."
Sakura didn't respond verbally, but she did rub her socks weakly against her boyfriends' and Darrell returned the favor. They played on as Darrell started to speak.
"You know. I have this book at home. that tells you about your personality through various methods. I looked up our zodiac signs one day. and came to the realization that we aren't supposed to get along."
"I guess this is. an exception," Sakura sighed as she finally locked up with Darrell's body. The two were just one big pile of limbs on the floor, breathing heavily in each other's faces. Although they weren't fighting, the two were exhausted, finally letting their feet rest on one another.
"You tired. too?" Darrell asked.
"Yeah." Sakura replied as she looked up and glanced at their socks, which resembled one big, white piece of cotton.
"That little battle we just had. Do you want to call it a draw?"
"I. think. I got a bit left in me." was Darrell's response as he struggled to move his feet to pin Sakura's on the wall. He didn't have any luck as Sakura pushed against him, not letting either move.
"Okay. a draw." he finally accepted. "Our socks. are pretty much crammed together, huh?"
"Yeah. and I'm too weak to separate. not that I want to. I like the feel of our bodies brushing on the other. It's weird. I never had that feeling before. until I. well. 'met' you in that way."
Darrell gargled a response as his eyes started to close. The blood rush was getting to him, and Sakura realized it.
"You okay over there?"
"Sakura. regardless of what it might look like, I'm having the time of my life with you. And like you said, you wanted us to pass out together. It just so happens that I might go before you do."
Both smiled weakly while letting their socks smush even more until it started to hurt their feet a bit.
"I guess that saying is true. when they say love makes you do the craziest things." Darrell said.
"Looks like it is true."
Now Sakura started to get sleepy. She yawned in Darrell's face, but Darrell didn't notice.
"Sorry."
"You don't need to be. but I think. our socks had enough of a workout. Let's let out bare feet do the talking now."
"Sounds like a plan."
Both reached up and started to grab their socks, but Sakura missed and hit Darrell's hand. They held hands unintended as Darrell looked up into Sakura's body.
"Okay. let's kick them off." he mumbled.
"Fine."
They let their arms fall to the ground and pushed their feet against one another, making their socks slide onto the floor. Sakura then started to lightly kick Darrell's feet a few times then brushed hers on his. As soon as they were done, Sakura put an effort to reach out and grab Darrell by the shoulders then his waist.
"Come over here."
She pulled his body insanely close to hers to the point that there was no space in-between. She squeezed her legs tight as if to not let him go. Sakura stared into Darrell's eyes for a long 5 seconds, tightening her hug like she was going to suffocate him.
"I hope you like this." she said. then kissed him. Darrell heard himself muffle a small protest but for one it wasn't audible and two; he wised up and let Sakura continue the lip lock.
{You're right, Sakura. I like this. This time, it's for real.}
Neither knew what happened after that. Perhaps they did pass out from the blood rush to the head. All they knew was that they loved being in the other's company. and when they woke up the following morning, the golden aura was shining brightly around them. reminding them of their night when they kissed for the first time. in reality.
End of Chapter 23