*gives S a virtual hug* Smile. Friends are not a loud to sad around me.

Anyway, I was writing some of this in class, and i was so awkward that I was blushing… a lot! My face burnt up. I had to ask my internet sister (who lives in America) for some advice.

Also, Blake/Rain is now canon, and I have done some art for it (Happy-Malice on DeviantART).

"Rain? Rain?" I said as I woke up. She said she'd still be here.

"It was this weird dream. I was covered in burns and Beacon was there. Matt and Mello had died. Blake might have been… dead…" I heard S from the other side of my wall. "And I could never hate Blake; at least I don't think I could…"

'Rainy, what are you and S talking about?'

'She had a prophetic dream and it seems to match up yours~' Rain said back at me.

'Should I come in?'

'Sure.'

I wondered into S and Rain's room with my head down, my green hoodie most of my face. I didn't want to see what S's expression was.

"I've had those dreams too," I mumbled. I was scared, understandably, seeing as I know my sister wanted to turn S against me. They all want to take me down (which would just make me rule over them and would make killing them much easier).

"What happened in yours?" S asked wearily.

"Matt and Mello died, I had an emotional melt down, you slapped me," I said quietly. I didn't like that dream, yet it haunted me for years, repeating every other day. I hated it and I wanted to stop what happened in it, yet I knew that was impossible.

"Beacon was freaking out and I was covered in burns. We didn't know where –"

"I already know about your dream. Our walls are rather thin," I said, my voice returning to normal.

"Yeah, remind Matt and Mello of that. You do not want to know what I heard while you two were out. Where were you guys anyway?" S rambled.

I stayed quiet. I didn't want S to know where I was.

"I just found her down in the warehouse district. She said she was wandering, not really paying attention to her surroundings," Rain said, saving my ass.

Speaking of asses, Rain's is nice…

What? I'm allowed to think so.

'Thanks for the complement, sweetie~'

'Please don't flirt in front of me. It's weird to see my sister and best friend like this. I don't even know if you're dating…'

'It's happened twice for me, Beyond and Matt. LIVE MY PAIN! Also, shut up, Rainy-Days, not the time.'

'But babe~'

'This is making me sick. See you love birds later.'

With that S left the room.

"So I have a nice ass, huh?" Rain asked, smirking her ever annoying (and cute) smirk.

"Yeah, a lot of people do – Matt, Viola, A. You're just another name on the list," I said. I really needed to stop getting myself into these situations.

"Sure, I know a fair few people in this house do, but whose is the best, little Blakie~?" Rain laughed, running her finger down my arm.

"I'm older than you," I deadpanned.

Rain leaned her forehead against mine, and I saw her eyes slowly change from golden to green-blue. I couldn't tell which colour suited her more, but I knew that the colour change meant she was calm, she was happy. I was freaking out as she got closer. I'M A MURDERER! WHY AM I FREAKING OUT!

"Just breathe, I know you haven't forgotten how to," she whispered.

I started breathing deeply, gulping whenever I noticed Rain move slightly closer. I don't know why I was so nervous, I mean, we had kissed before. We were drunk off our asses, but we had done it before. Maybe it's because I knew I'd remember this one, maybe it's because I know her sister is just a room over, maybe it's because I know how thin these walls are.

Rain smiled lightly, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, nothing. It's just… I don't know. We've done this before, but it feels so new, you know?"

"Believe, you'll be fine. I'm not going to force you into anything you don't want to do," Rain responded. I could feel her lips brushing against my own, but that's not what made it feel real. It was her use of my real name.

I'd never really heard anyone call me that other than when they were annoyed or angry with me, or back before I went to Wammy's.

"It's not that I don't want to do this, it's just that… I've never kissed anyone when I knew I'd remember it…"

"It's like you're giving away your first kiss all over again?"

"Yeah…"

"It's okay," she whispered as she leaned in a little more, "it's the same for me."

And then Matt burst in the door. His face was the most amusing thing I'd ever seen, but I didn't have time to laugh before he started freaking out.

"I… I'm sorry, I was wondering where S… uh, I'mma go now…" Matt said. I couldn't let him go now. I was far too awkward to be confronted by Mello and S about this.

"Mail Rylee Jeevas Birthday, get your ass back here right fucking now!" I yelled. Matt started running and I went after him as fast as I could.

'Go get him, babe~'

'Shut up, Rainy-Days… but thanks.'

'Also, I'm not sure which one I'm questioning more, the Rylee part or the Birthday part.'

'We adopted Matt.'

When I did catch up to Matt, I was confused as to how he could run, or even stand properly…

"How are you running?" I asked.

"I'm fine, but Mello can't get out of bed…" Matt mumbled, almost seeming ashamed yet proud.

"Good going, Mail," I laughed.

"Yeah… so you and Rain, huh?"

I ducked behind my fringe, "Shut up."

"It's okay. Everyone needs a little Keehl in their lives – me, you, EJ," he listed.

I laughed. "I guess so, just… I'm so goddamn awkward that I can't even kiss her."

"You remember when you got me and Mells together?" I nodded. "When we actually kissed for the first time, I almost had a panic attack. He calmed me down and made sure that I really wanted to kiss him. When we did, it was amazing. I know its cliché, but it just felt great, like butterflies and fireworks.

"If you really care about Rain, you'll be able to do it. Now go get her."

I thanked Matt with a hug then went back up to Rain.

"Now, where were we~?" she asked.

"Here," I answered, pulling her close to the point that her lips were just brushing against mine.

"Are you sure?" she whispered against my lips. It was as if she was breathing me in, but I was doing the same to her as well.

'One hundred percent,' I thought as I moved the final bit, pushing our lips together.

It felt similar to what Matt had said, but there were no butterflies or fireworks, they were replaced by dragons and atomic bombs. And yet it all felt right. Everything was perfect, and I honestly couldn't imagine anything better.