CHAPTER 12: DECISION

Despite her previous efforts to drown him in the pool, Haruka was very much alive and in need of his mackerel fix. This meant Misaki had to accompany him and Makoto to the grocery store, though she wasn't sure why. Perhaps it was because Makoto asked and Misaki just couldn't bring herself to say 'no'. Or maybe subconsciously she wasn't ready to go home yet. Either way the girl managed to waste some time at the store before Makoto escorted her home. The green eyed boy offered to stay and spend some time with her but Misaki had to decline.

She needed some alone time, especially before Rin arrived. Once she was home Misaki flopped down on the couch. A loud sigh left her lips and echoed throughout the empty house. Hazel eyes noticed her phone on the coffee table which is where she left it before going to the party. Misaki reached out and grabbed it and noticed a text from her mom. It was a picture of her parents standing in front of the Eiffel Tower followed by a message saying 'miss you!'. As Misaki sent a text saying 'miss you too' she made a mental note to call her parents tomorrow to see how they were doing.

Misaki then noticed the text from Azami. It said 'I think I'm in love' in all caps followed by four emoticon hearts. The text made Misaki scowl as she locked her phone and rested it on her stomach. She wasn't about to respond because the last thing Misaki wanted to do was text Azami about how hot Rin was. Which he was, but Azami wasn't allowed to think that. Another loud sigh escaped the girl's mouth as she placed her hands over her face. This whole jealousy thing was so not Misaki's style. Makoto got flirted with and checked out all the time, yet Misaki never fussed over it. Because she know Makoto loved her and not the hussy checking him out. But Rin was a totally different story. Misaki had no clue if Rin really loved her and at the end of the day he wasn't her boyfriend meaning other girls actually had a chance with him.

"This is ridiculous," Misaki murmured to herself as she heaved herself off the couch and went upstairs to take a shower.

Leaving the couch didn't mean leaving her thoughts behind. They followed her into the shower where Misaki had hoped the warm water would cause them to dissolve. The more Misaki thought about Rin technically still being on the market and able to date other girls the more upset she got. The more upset she got the more she wanted to actually do something about it.

As she scrubbed the chlorine out of her hair Misaki began to think of what she could do to fix this problem. She could break up with Makoto and date Rin, but thinking about all the problems that would cause made Misaki shiver. Yes, eventually she would have to deal with Makoto but she simply wasn't ready to do that just yet. Another option would be to let go of any hopes of being with Rin romantically and let him go off and date other girls. Misaki let out an audible 'ha!' as she realized that she wasn't going to let that happen. Not only was Misaki way too emotionally invested in Rin for that to happen but it would hurt way too much to see Rin with another girl.

"I could always tell him how I feel," Misaki whispered as she scrubbed shampoo into her hair.

Her eyebrows knitted together as she tried to figure out a way to tell Rin that she was jealous of him being around other girls without sounding like a hypocrite. She knew that Rin didn't like seeing her with Makoto, but considering she hadn't stopped her relationship with the green eyed boy she couldn't expect Rin to stop all contact with members of the opposite sex. And that's what made her nervous. Rin didn't have to stick around, in fact it'd be easier on him if he just dropped any and all feelings he had for Misaki. Plus it wasn't like Misaki had anything exciting to offer. She was normal. Not gorgeous, not ugly, not funny, not bland- just normal.

The next thought that came to mind made Misaki feel slightly queasy. It was a thought that had been brewing for the past few days but Misaki kept trying to ignore it. Because good, faithful girlfriends didn't do what she was thinking.

"Shit fuck ahhh no owwww!" The sudsy drop of shampoo dribbled into Misaki's left eye causing her uproar and all thoughts of Rin to be thrown out the bathroom window. More expletives sputtered out as she aggressively rubbed her eye.

Misaki took the rest of her shower with her left eye closed. Once exiting the shower she didn't even bother to wrap a towel around herself instead choosing to run to the mirror and make sure she wasn't blind. Her eye was red and a little puffy but it looked like she would keep her sight. With a sigh of relief Misaki reached out and wrapped a towel around her body but didn't exit the bathroom right away.

Instead she stood surrounded by steam as she stared down at her bare feet. The thought had crawled back and was now gnawing at her mind. It moved its way to the forefront of her brain and then began to pulsate and radiate throughout her body. It made her stomach ache and fingers tremble. Can I really do that? The question wound its way around her body, holding her tightly as if trying to force all the air out of her body. If I don't do it then I might lose him. An unsteady breath left her mouth before Misaki tried to suck it back in. Oxygen expanded her lungs pushing all doubts away. Questions floated away as Misaki walked with a purpose. She would do it. She had to.

"I can't do this."

Those four words kept spewing out of Misaki's mouth as she paced through her living room. She couldn't do this? Could she? No way. It was one thing to get swept up in the moment. It was another to be an active part in something like this. In the olden days she could be stoned for this! Or something like that…Misaki never really paid attention in history class.

As Misaki continued pacing she looked down and let out a very loud groan of frustration. Frustration at herself for allowing her plan to even get this far. It was already nine at night on a Sunday, meaning she should be in sweat pants and a t-shirt. That's probably the outfit Rin would expect, but no instead Misaki looked like she was going out for a night on the town.

Her hair was pin straight. She wore black shorts that were, how shall we say, not church appropriate. She also wore a tight light pink lace camisole that showed off her small bust. Well showed it off as best as it could cause even with the help of a push-up bra Misaki felt flat chested. Black eyeliner and mascara was generously applied to her eyes and her lips were sticky with lip gloss. Floral scented perfume was sprayed on her hair, neck, arms, legs- Misaki basically took a bath in it.

And now here she was. All dolled up and pacing around her house. When the doorbell rang Misaki let out a small shriek. Here she had been so wrapped up in her thoughts that she forgot that soon someone would be arriving at her house.

"I can do this," Misaki whispered to herself even though her mind was screaming the opposite, "Be cool. Calm. Normal. No one is going to stone you."

The door opened slowly to reveal a very relaxed looking Rin. He was wearing black sweat pants, a loose dark grey t-shirt and his Samezuka jacket. It was obvious he hadn't put much thought into his appearance but Misaki found herself swooning which only made it worse.

"Y-yo," she stuttered as she stood awkwardly by the door. She wanted to tug on her shorts but figured that wasn't very attractive.

"Hey…." The 'y' dragged as auburn eyes widened slightly, "What the hell are you wearing?"

"Oh, psh, this old thing." Misaki was nervous. Her palms were sweaty and the last thing she needed was Rin pointing out how she looked like a hussy on a Sunday night, "They're my…pajamas."

Misaki moved aside as Rin came in and took off his jacket, throwing it onto a nearby chair, "Something smells."

He didn't say bad but he didn't say good either leaving Misaki wishing she hadn't doused herself in perfume. "Yeah well whatever," she mumbled, closing the door. She waited a moment before turning around only to wish she could go back to staring at the door. Rin was staring at her. But not in the good way. No, one of his eyebrows was cocked and his arms were crossed and he was looking down his nose at her.

"What?" she asked, walking past him and trying to get away from his gaze but it seemed to follow her like a magnet.

"Something's up."

"No it's not." It was a lie because it wasn't supposed to go like this. There had been a plan! A plan Misaki conjured in her head that did not include Rin coming in and acting like Sherlock Freakin Holmes.

Misaki had walked to the couch, assuming Rin would follow but instead all he did was stare at her. "Something's up."

"Repeating it isn't going to make it true."

"Then tell my why you're…you know."

Misaki's eyebrow rose, "No, I don't know."

"Why you're dressed like that?" Rin finally spat, apparently not buying the whole pajama excuse.

"You're not supposed to point it out," Misaki whispered as she wiped her sweaty palms onto her thighs though it didn't seem to make them any drier.

A sigh filled the air as Misaki began nibbling on her bottom lip. Here she had wanted to go about this discreetly but looked like Rin wasn't about to let that happen, "I've been thinking," she started as she pulled her black hair to one side and began running her fingers through it.

"That's dangerous."

"I'm not gonna tell you what I've been thinking if you act like that."

"Like I care."

Misaki growled because she didn't spend so much time straightening her hair for Rin not to care. Eyebrows furrowed as Misaki glared at the tall maroon haired male who simply stared back. It was a contest though Misaki knew she'd lose. Making Rin admit to caring about something was pretty much impossible. "Fine," Misaki groaned, softening her gaze, "Well I've been thinking…"

"You already said that."

"Well it's important. Cause I've been thinking a lot and well you see after a lot of thinking and such-"

"Just spit it out already!"

"I want to take back what I said earlier." It was vague and made Rin's eyebrows raise. Misaki knew she had to be more specific but it was hard especially since she hadn't planned on actually talking about this. "What I said about you know not wanting to cheat…"

Misaki saw the light bulb go off on top of Rin's head. It was burning brightly over his surprised expression which soon turned serious. "You're don't mean that," he scoffed, walking over to the couch and sitting down.

Now Misaki wasn't sure how Rin would react but she certainly didn't think he'd dismiss her feelings like that. "Of course I do," she protested, moving to stand in front of him.

"No," he stated, his jaw clenching, "You don't."

"I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true!"

"Yeah well you say it now but you'd regret it later."

Anger began pooling in Misaki's stomach as Rin told her how she would feel. As if she hadn't spent time thinking it over. As if she hadn't weighed the consequences. "I wouldn't regret it," she snapped, crossing her arms over her chest.

"You're not that kind of girl," Rin said dryly.

That statement further pissed Misaki off. Rin hadn't been around for years. How the hell did he know what kind of girl she was!? "Not what kind of girl huh? The kind who cheats on her boyfriend because newsflash! I already did!"

She was screaming. She was infuriated. But worst of all she was embarrassed. Because here she had dressed up like some hooker and admitted to wanting to be romantic with Rin and he denied her. "And newsflash I want to again! Because if not you might find someone who isn't in a relationship and you might do stuff with her and forget about me…" her words trailed off, her cheeks flushed with anger and embarrassment as she watched Rin's eyes widen at her statement.

"What?"

"Nothing," Misaki said as she looked to the side as if looking away from Rin would make him disappear. He didn't.

"Forget about you?" He said the words like an insult as if they had stung him and caused him pain, "You must be stupid to think I'd find someone else and forget about you."

"I'm not stupid," Misaki defended, "And you won't wait forever."

"Then don't make me wait forever." He wasn't angry. He was honest and a little hopeful which only made Misaki's heart flutter with sadness because she wished he wouldn't have to wait.

"That's why I wanted to do something tonight, until you shot me down."

"Because you'd regret it."

A scowl formed on Misaki's face as she glared down at Rin. She wanted to deny it but he wouldn't believe her. After the guilt Misaki had endured for their previous kisses it made sense that she'd regret kissing him again. But she pushed that to the back of her mind. Her body stiffened as she tried to force it to move. Finally it budged, though very slowly. A lump formed in her throat as she placed her right knee on the couch, right outside of Rin's left leg.

"What are you-"

Misaki slapped her right hand over Rin's mouth. If he talked she'd lose her nerve and turn beet red. Instead she swallowed the lump in her throat and placed her left knee on the couch in order to straddle Rin. With her hand still on his mouth she sat down which caused him to try to speak but it was all muffled against her mouth. Her eyes were focused on his chest she felt her hand being ripped away from his mouth.

"Misaki what the hell do you think you're doing!?" Rin's voice was loud and he sounded uncomfortable. He was nervously shifting underneath Misaki's weight as if trying to find a position that didn't feel like she was straddling him.

Misaki let out a shaky breath as she placed both hands on Rin's chest, "Do you think I'm pretty?"

"What kind of question is that!? Just can you get off me already!?"

"Answer the question," she whispered, noticing how Rin refused to look at her. Instead he was staring off to the side. With a trembling hand Misaki picked up Rin's right hand and placed it on her right thigh.

His body tensed at the feeling of her bare skin. Misaki noted how warm his hand felt. "Answer the question," she repeated, this time a little more forceful.

Rin stayed silent for a moment, his eyes still somewhere else before he mumbled a reply, "Sure."

Misaki let out an annoyed grunt. It wasn't the answer she wanted but she'd take it. "Do you want to," she paused sucking in some air before continuing, "Kiss me?"

It felt like a thousand bees were buzzing around in her stomach. She felt light headed and everything was amplified. She could clearly hear Rin's breath hitch in his throat. Her ears pounded along with the beat of her heart which was frantically beating against her chest. The thigh that Rin's hand was on had formed goose bumps from his touch. She could feel Rin's hips between her knees, the soft fabric of his sweats beneath her thighs, the beating of his heart through her hands that were rested on his chest. Her whole body was warm and tingling. Ears were perked as she waited for his answer.

"You'll regr-"

"It's a yes or no answer," Misaki said, her heart racing as she desperately hoped for a yes.

"Yeah," Rin grumbled, his face beginning to flush.

"Then do it," Misaki whispered, placing one hand on Rin's cheek and turning his gaze towards her.

Rin's eyes twinkled with nervousness. His maroon eyes flicked around Misaki's face before resting on her lips. His hand moved off her thigh and gently cupped her face, causing Misaki's breath to become stuck in her throat. Slowly Rin moved in, his lips tentatively and gently brushing against hers. The contact was brief as Rin backed away and stared Misaki dead in the eye as if analyzing her reaction.

"Are you sure about this?"

Misaki let the question fall upon her ears and work its way to her brain. There she wondered if this would be okay. There would be no going back. This would be the beginning of something that Misaki had initially thought she wasn't capable of. "Yeah," Misaki breathed, placing both hands on Rin's face as she moved in and pressed her lips to his.

Her answer must have been all Rin needed because he was no longer tentative. His lips captured hers roughly and passionately. Right hand trailed up her back while his left hand became buried in her dark locks. Sharp teeth bit down on her bottom lip, eliciting a moan from the noirette. The moan caused Rin to grunt and soon Misaki felt something up against her thigh.

It made her stomach flip as she felt Rin pull her closer to him. The action caused her to grind against him and their lips separated as a hot breath rushed out of Misaki's mouth. Her breathing was heavy and as she looked at Rin and noticed that his breathing mimicked hers. Cautiously Misaki moved her hips forward and noticed how it took all Rin had to not let out a noise. She did it again and this time Rin latched onto her hips and narrowed his gaze at her.

"Stop that or else."

Rin's voice was low and threatening. The words had come from his chest and sounded like a primitive growl. "Or else what?" Misaki asked teasingly as she wondered if she should test him.

"Or else I won't be able to stop."

Misaki wasn't sure what that meant until she noticed Rin's cheeks flush. Her mouth made a small 'o' as she nodded her head in understanding. But just because she understood didn't mean she'd listen. A part of her wanted to see what Rin would do. The rest of her just wanted to disobey him for the fun of it.

Her lips met his softly before she slowly grinded forward. A guttural noise came from Rin as he roughly pulled her hips forward. Misaki's throat vibrated, as she threw her head over Rin's shoulder. Her teeth began to nibble on his earlobe, which solicited another pleasurable response. With a gruff sound Rin forced Misaki away from his ear so he could capture her lips. Rin wouldn't allow her to break the kiss in order to get air. Exhales rushed through her nose, pants coming from her mouth as she felt Rin yank her hips forward.

"Upstairs?" Rin breathed against Misaki's lips, the word making her heart stop for a moment.

Misaki knew that her answer to the simple request could drastically change things. After all, the only thing Misaki had wanted to do tonight was kiss. She had no plans of taking it too far though now with her lips against Rin's and his thumbs rubbing small circles against her hips she wasn't sure if she could stop if it came to that. She didn't know if she could keep it at just kissing, or if she wanted to. Saying 'no' would mean it would stop. It meant there was no chance it'd go further. Saying 'yes' meant she'd be willing to go all the way. It meant she may not stop.

Misaki gently kissed Rin's lips, savoring the taste as she pulled away and slowly nodded her head 'yes', "Yeah," she croaked, her whole body quivering with excitement and nervousness, "Yeah."

Author's Note: To lemon or not to lemon, that is the question. If enough people say they want one then I'll write one, or if people say they don't want one then I won't. It's in your guys hands so please leave a review with your opinion. If no one has anything to say on the topic I probably will just skip the lemon. also the rating on this story has gone up to M.

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