I let a nervous trickle of sweat slip down from the temple of my face after he said those two harmless words.

Lets talk.

What does that mean?

It means he regrets last night, doesn't it?

While her own inner conflicts battled it out she didn't notice Shiki just as, if not more, nervous as her.

I love her, but she can't possibly love me the way I love her.

Or can she?

No! Don't let yourself get into that fantasy.

I need to tell her, no matter what.

So since I've convinced myself . . . why cant I get the words out?

I love him, but I can't tell him that.

I don't want to destroy our friendship, or what's left of it.

"Did you . . . not want last night to happen?"

The sudden sentence that just came out of Shikis definitely pulled her out of her inner conflict, and she found it so preposterous she blurted out the first thing that came to mind.

"You've got to be kidding me."

Anger drenched her words.

"Last night was the best thing to ever happen to me!"

When she realized what she had just yelled at him she threw the sheets over herself, covering her colored face from him.

What did I just say!?

"Really?" He had to know if she meant it.

A muffled "Yes." came from the Rima shaped lump under the sheets.

Why did I have to blurt that out?

She felt the sheets slipping from her grips, causing part of her face to be revealed.

She was left to look directly into the eyes of the man she knew she would ever or could love.

He was looking right at her, the same eyes she saw every day, but this time it was like he was trying to pierce her mind.

"I love you."

She definitely heard those words, but she couldn't figure out who had said them.

Sure she'd seen Shikis lips form those words at the exact time they'd been spoken, but they couldn't have possibly come from him.

" I know you don't love me like I do you, but I just had to tell you."

It took her a minute to process this information.

So he did say he loves me, and more than a "just friends" kind of way.

She as undoubtedly happy, but something just kept clawing in the back of her thoughts, trying to rip its way free.

So when it found its way through, she let those horrible words bubble their way out.

"How can you love me when you can't even love yourself?"

God, what am I?

A sadist, no, more like a masochist.

He should slap me.

I totally deserve it.

But still . . . how can words that are so true . . . be so cruel?

He smiled, something he rarely ever did, and only when he was monstrously happy.

"Because all the love I ever had for myself was given to you."

That confession caused dribbles of salt water to roll down her cheeks.

A crying angel.

She's too pure for me to even look at.

"I love you too Senri."

An angel that . . . apparently loves me?

The shock on his face was so visible it was like he had yelled it out.

"I love you" He repeated again.

She smirked a little at him.

"I know"

So with the question that had kept her from him for so long answered, she leaned into him and kissed him with newfound meaning she never thought she'd have put into it.

I'm not sure if I'm going to continue this. I really have no idea how to continue, I never really thought of an ending or plot at all.

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