A distant rumble of thunder and a quick wind through the alley ushered in the rolling clouds. "This is just great, I've got to find cover." Lady sighed. At least the task of finding somewhere to go took her mind off the confusion of the real matter at hand. As soon as she could find a place to stay dry and regroup maybe she could figure something out.
Dante was feeling restless. His body was telling him he must do something, anything. The problem was he had been trying to do something. Something that felt warm and incredible...and willing for all of 30 seconds. Just thinking about it made him self conscious for a moment. Maybe he really didn't belong here no matter how much good he thought he did. Rejection wasn't something he took well. The world never took kindly to his wildness, then his brother's ideology rejected him and now the only other person who would even have an inkling of understanding for him had ran off too. If he had even been thinking straight 20 minutes ago he never would have even inched closer to her. But she let him damn it. It didn't take a genius to read signals and he was sure she saw his.
If she would have just let him they could be... be what exactly? What were they? Friendship was it probably. Although strained, they had an understanding of each other which is more than either of them could say about the rest of the world. Life in tatters and then picking up and moving on brought people closer if they shared the experience. Him and his brother had clung to each other for years in the aftermath of watching their family die. While he didn't exactly expect that from Lady, he did know they shared loneliness and getting her to admit it was like pulling teeth. He should have thought to ease her into other things they could share. Just smacking someone upside the head with his actions was bound to get him a slap. He didn't think she'd run though.
Rain was falling unforgivably outside the awning Lady was standing under. She thought she might have another five minutes to find a room for the night when the drizzle began dropping big plops of rain in the street. Now it was almost moving at a slant threatening to even get at her under the cover of the closed shop's awning. Forced to wait until it calmed down, she sat hunched with her boots close to her thighs to keep her warm. With nothing else to do her mind wandered back to where she came from.
How could he, why did she, and what was going to happen now? Surely they couldn't play it off like nothing had happened. Trying to ignore it would mean never acknowledging the very part of her that felt him over her and liked it. She tried to push these thoughts away but they only bubbled up over again sending her back all the hot flutters she felt as his hand gently course up her bare thigh. Maybe if she hadn't willingly started to lean back to lay down and he hadn't tucked his rough fingers under her shorts she might still be there. But those actions told her two things, he had in mind more than just kissing and furthermore she would let him.