We're here. After what felt like forever and 12,000 dead ends (20minutes), we're finally under the sakura tree. The same tree we promised to "swim for the team" under.
There are no blossoms now, only bare branches, and light layer of snow.
But I'm not here for the tree, I reach into a small knot hole, and retrieve a bottle of whisky.
"Haru what are we doing here?" Makoto mumbles at the back of my head.
I reveal the bottle and take a swig. Liquid courage slides down my throat and warms my body.
"I'm sorry, Makoto we can leave soon. I just needed to get a little bottle of… Encouragement."
I wink, he blushes and stares at his toes.
Makoto shifts the dirt around with his feet and my mind wanders back to the owner of the bottle.
Rin showed me his "hiding place" so his sister (Gou? Kou? Who the fuck cares,) wouldn't find it in the house.
Fuck I can't think about Rin.
I walk over to Makoto who is starting to look nervous.
"What are we doing, Haru? Why do you want to talk to me, I…" while Makoto keeps babbling for what seems like a lifetime, (1.57minutes) I take another swig of the spicy, bitter liqueur before filling my mouth with it and holding it there. I look at Makoto, who is still mid, mindless confession. I could care less about his feelings at this point. I move swiftly, guiding the side of his face and pushing my mouth onto his.
His mouth open, mid-sentence, I take it as an invitation. I use my tongue to help the whiskey down. Fueled with the warm liquid and the heat of the moment, he pulls me close, he knows what I want.
I come up for air, and catch my breath. He goes back in to kiss me, but I pull the bottle to lips instead.
"Let's go." I say handing Makoto the bottle.
"Where?" He asks moving closer to me. The moonlight, plus the liquor, are only making him sexier.
"Your place." I take another swig for luck and kiss him again. He grabs my hand and we start towards his house. Honestly I don't care where we go, this just needs to be handled.
After we walk for a while Makoto takes a long pull from the bottle and I frown.
"What?", he scoffs, "You're not the only one who gets to take advantage of this bottle." He smirks.
"I'm not taking advantage of it, It just loves me more." I say taking the bottle from his hands.
He laughs with a challenged look in his eyes, then grabs my hands and pulls me with him into an alley. I back into the side of a building and he gets so close to me I can feel his breath. We both smell heavily of liquor and I love it. He pushes his leg between mine, parting them. I'm sure he can feel my boner and I blush.
God I'm dizzy. He puts his arms around me and supports me so I don't fall.
It feels so good to have him hold me. His whole body has lust written all over it, I look into his eyes and drop the bottle. It shatters on the concrete, broken glass and whisky roll over the pavement in a light trickle.
He pushes into me, his face so close to mine, his whole body pressed against mine. We kiss, so passionately I get goose bumps. Our tongues fight for dominance. The heat is overwhelming, I'm tipsy and confused. Everything is happening so fast.
My legs are around his waist and he seems to have lost his shirt. Snow gathers in his hair and drips down his back. We are going to have sex in this alley, screw Rin, he doesn't care about me.
He pulls away. I pull him back, there is no stopping now.
"If you walk away from this" I say, out of breath, "I will never forgive you."
He smiles at my words, and leans in to whisper, "I promise,"
I feel his smile on my skin and know I've made the right decision.