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Love

"Good morning," a soft voice whispered to her as she gained consciousness. She was in her bed and Dr. Samdon was sitting beside it, holding a tray of food. She sat up in bed and looked at him blankly. "The appropriate thing to do is to reply back," he said. She held her silence, and her tongue.

"Fine, I see you're not much of a morning person," he sat the tray down next to her and stood up. He walked to the door, but paused and turned around, "Would you like to go on a picnic with me, this afternoon?"

"Possibly," she murmured, and he nodded, a bit disappointed and opened the door, but her words stopped him, "And…good morning."

A few hours later he returned to her room and knocked. Kaori looked up from her place on the bed, where she was sitting quietly.

"Ready?" he asked, opening the door. His hair was tightly tied in a ponytail, and he re-adjusted his glasses as he entered. Kaori nodded, and he offered her his hand. She hesitantly took it.

"Why are you always so afraid I'll hurt you? You shouldn't judge people so quickly," he said, as he walked her out the door.

"I don't need a lecture on behavior," she retorted, "I'm not the one who has a shrine."

"Oh, you wish you had a shrine of me!" he joked, as they walked down the hall. She couldn't help but chuckle along with him. "Now, are you ready?"

"For…" she trailed. He smiled darkly and whisked her up into the air. He carried her down a flight of stairs and too a large stain-glass window. It opened without help, and he hopped up on the gigantic sill.

"We aren't gonna jump…" she said, frightened. He grinned again and jumped out of the window. She screamed as they flew downwards. He landed perfectly on his feet, Kaori was quite queasy. "Oh, come on, it isn't even over yet!"

"Now I have a reason to fear my life," she only murmured. He walked over to a blanket, already set up, with a large picnic basket sitting innocently on top. He set her down and sat down. She stood for a moment, gazing at the ridiculously large laboratory. He gestured to the open spot on the blanket and she sat.

"Are you trying to make me fall for you?" she asked mid-way through their lunch.

"Am I trying or succeeding?" he asked. She didn't reply with words, but with a hidden smile.

"You're attempting," she finally answered, "and that's something."

"And failing?" he asked.

"No," she replied, "Actually." He slightly leaned. But just as she began to meet him half way, to melt the ice on her frozen red lips, it began to rain. Kaori jumped to her feet, as well as Samdon. He whooshed her up and began to run towards the building. Kaori first thought he was gonna run right into the wall, but he kicked upwards at the last second and landed perfectly on the sill of the open window.

He set her down, but kept her leaning on him, so she didn't fall. He shut the window and helped her walk down the hallway. When they got to the stairs, he carried her again, until they were at her door. He set her down and opened the door.

"There should be something dryer in the closet," he said, turning the light on. Kaori didn't move, just stood leaning against him. He looked at her, confused. But it was all soon made clear as she kissed him. It was a deep, passionate kiss, but not overly-done.

He shut the door and led her hastily to the bed.

"You're beautiful," he said, stroking her cheek. She blushed, but didn't smile, "No I'm not." He grinned, "That's not for you to decide." He kissed her hand softly.

"Samdon…" she sighed.

"Open your heart to me just once," he said soothingly, "And I promise you, M'dear, I will never hurt you." "I stopped believing in promises the first time somebody broke one," she remarked.

"And when did you stop believing in love?" he asked. She only looked solemnly at the ground, but he lifted her face with his finger and kissed her again. She didn't stop him, but pulled him on the bed, so he was lying down beside her.

He laid his hand firmly on her head, as he kissed her for a third time. "Love forgives all," he said, "Even those who didn't believe."

"I'm not sure love is meant for me…"

He kissed her neck softly, tenderly, lovingly, "I am."