When Arashi chose life, all those years ago, she never imagined it to be quite like this.

Being this near to losing him made her comprehend – accept – a lot of things. Now she was sure that if he had died, she would have followed him immediately.

She knew the consequences of what she… Of what they where doing. But if a punishment was to be placed upon them, it was worth the end of the world. Because she had never felt as alive as right now. Alive. Treasured. Loved. And she wanted to give all of those feelings back. To give him all of that, and more. More, and more, and more…

–Sorata… – she whispered, clutching onto his shoulders.

–N-Nee-san… – his fingers digging in her lower back.

She knew the consequences of her actions. She knew. But she couldn't care, not tonight.

Tonight, they make love.

Tomorrow?

Tomorrow they'll see.