A/N (please actually read this time lol): Okay, so because I'm a despicable human being, this chapter's got some smut in it. All of the writing up to this point has been pretty SFW. Well, this chapter definitely won't be. Just a fair warning to anyone who's read to this point expecting a lighthearted romantic fluff-fest (this one's pretty raunchy in comparison).

"Now boarding. Now boarding. Now boarding."

The station was unusually quiet for a Friday night. Normally, there would be enough people walking through these train stations to rebuild Tokyo if you gave each of them a nail and hammer. Or so it seemed. But the ambiance, or lack thereof, pushed Taki and Mitsuha towards increasing dreariness. They sat on a bench, nearly devoid of any energy, with Taki draping on arm around Mitsuha and the latter resting her head against his body, with one of her own arms hooked around his back and another hand on his chest. It was the most comfortable they'd felt for, well, just a few hours. And all was the same, as the Earth's rotation felt like it had slowed, and time was just lagging along.

Had it not been for the automated PA system, the two may very well have fell asleep on this station bench, who knows for how long.

"Jeez, how long were we sitting here?"

"Just a couple of minutes, looks like. Doesn't look like we missed any trains or anything"

The two walked onto the boarding platform, approaching the decelerating train that would take home. Or at least most of the way. They still had some distance to travel by foot, that being from the station to Taki's apartment. But the old saying goes: 'the best things in life are worth waiting for.' Or is it 'patience is a virtue'? Something like that.

The couple boarded a near empty train with ample choice as to where they would sit. With only a sparse handful of passengers, all being spread out along the train, the two decided to sit towards the back of the train. Their next stop was at least a few stations away, so they figured they might as well pick a place away from everyone else to do whatever they wanted to each other for that time.

"I'm feeling…a little warm right now. It's a funny feeling. But I think we ought to sit in the back over there. Wouldn't wanna attract any…peekers."

"I had a hunch you were feeling that way, too. Glad I wasn't the only one."

As a few passengers disembarked the train, the solitary seats towards the back of the car became more and more enticing, as the decreasing presence of peers afforded them some much desired privacy. But at the same time, the two once again found themselves in a very quiet environment. Despite the noise of the train passing over the rail, anything anyone said at a loud enough volume would surely be heard from as far as halfway across the car. To avoid any curious ears or snooping eyes, the couple kept their voices low, and almost whispered to each other.

"Never thought I'd see the day where these trains are this empty. Hehe. How fitting."

"Isn't it? Wow, we actually have this whole back area to ourselves."

The two took their seats, and stared at the sliding doors to see if anyone else was boarding the train. A few people did, including another couple that looked to be around the same age as Taki and Mitsuha who sprinted into the car with seconds to spare. Wow, that could've and probably should've been us. As their fortune would have it, everyone who got on sat further down the car, maintaining Taki and Mitsuha's private area.

Before long, the train began moving, and the two started to get comfortable in their seats. As Taki reached an arm over around Mitsuha towards her far shoulder, he felt her arm reach across his body, and her hand on his outside cheek. She pushed against it, turning Taki's face towards her own. And Mitsuha giggled as she was met with a flushed red Taki.

"Uhh- Mitsuh- "

Mitsuha offered no response, as she reached over his shoulders and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulled him into her, and pressed her lips against his, cutting off whatever he was about to say. With his composure diminishing faster than a bullet out of the barrel, Taki abandoned whatever miniscule urge he had to stop Mitsuha. With every second passing, her grip on Taki tightened as her tongue invaded deeper depths of his mouth. Taki rotated his shoulders in a pretty uncomfortable position and reached around Mitsuha's body to take her into his embrace. Anyone who was watching would've seen a very passionate, emotional, and endearing kiss, one that would surely trigger romantic memories anyone would have with their own significant other.

Their minds and their hearts left their corporeal owners and ascended into a higher plane of intimate pleasure. The two entered a trance of absolute infatuation, with their brains being flooded with thoughts of each other. Every ounce of their being and mental capacity was spent on trying to please the other. And of course, they had no idea what was going on around them. Eventually Taki forgot altogether that he was on a train, and Mitsuha's mind had already ditched her the second her lips hit his. At some point, the train turned against the curve of the rail, shifting the entire car. The disturbance was enough to bring them back to the world, but the kiss remained intact and their passion was unstaggered.

Mitsuha peeked one eye open to see if anyone was watching. And to her relief, she saw the few passengers aboard keeping to themselves, either reading a book, listening to music, or gazing out the train window. So she took advantage of the lack of attention to take things to another level, lifted a leg over him, and turned her hips to straddle her boyfriend, who let out a grunt of confusion. With her back to the rest of the car, she prayed that no one turn around and see what they were doing. As the two acclimated to their new position, Mitsuha relaxed her body, and rested more of her weight on Taki. The latter's testosterone levels began to surge profusely, as Mitsuha's chest weighed down against his own. At the same time, as Mitsuha rested her lower body, she could feel Taki come dangerously close to her sweet spot. Now at this point, anyone watching would've been appalled by the obscene display of affection (or turned on, who knows). Aside from the straddling, the whole thing looked innocent. But it was also clear as day that their hormones were skyrocketing.

"The next station is…"

Like a hypnotist's key word, the automated announcement for their stop snapped them out their daze. As their senses fully returned to them, they paused and evaluated the position they were in. Most would have been stricken with shame and embarrassment. But for these two who spent so many years apart, they just smiled at each other with a look that said "That was awesome."

Mitsuha lifted herself off of Taki and returned to her seat for the remaining moments until they would disembark the train. Hand in hand, the couple stepped onto the platform and into the station. Of course for Taki, it was nothing special to him since he passed through it every day. But for Mitsuha, she couldn't help but become stricken with this feeling that she's stepping into Taki's life again, just the way she did 8 years ago. This time she's seeing with her own eyes and not his. And for some reason, it felt really special.

"Well this is a nice part of town! Never been here!"

"I can't tell if you're being serious."

Mitsuha just ignored him and began to observe her surroundings. Even though she'd been in Tokyo for a few years, there were so many parts of the city that she had yet to explore. Her time in Taki's body didn't afford her many opportunities to go around the city she so badly desired in her youth. Most of it was spent commuting to school and going to work, going to sleep and waking up in her own body. And every time she would wake up back in Itomori, she was left with this desire for more. As fun as it was, or as interesting, rather, to go through Taki's life, she left his body every day feeling like she still didn't know anything about this amazing city. On top of that she felt like Taki took the environment for granted, having lived here his whole life. When she set off on her journey to Tokyo to find and meet Taki, she was hoping that he would take her to all these amazing places that she could only dream about. The pain and embarrassment of Taki not recognizing her the first time returned to her, but she quickly dismissed it, remembering that she was here with him now. And he loved her just as much, if not more, than she hoped he would.

As the two made their way from the station to Taki's apartment, he figured it'd be a good idea to whet her curiosity, briefly explaining some of the things they would pass by; things that he saw every day and came to ignore over time, but things he also knew Mitsuha would find interest in.

"I've been going to that basketball court pretty often." He harkened back to the point in Mitsuha's life where she made her a gym basketball phenom. "Sometimes I would feel pretty lonely, and you can only draw things for so long before the solitude gets to you. So this basketball court's been kind of my escape. It's easily one of my favorite parts about this neighborhood."

They eventually made it to Taki's apartment. Along the way, he talked a little bit about his neighbors of note, with the feeling that she would be seeing them multiple times in the future. I hope you'll be around for a while, Mitsuha.

"I hope you're not expecting much. My job pays enough, but being single doesn't exactly offer me the luxury of living anywhere spectacular." He turned his key and opened the door into his habitat.

As Mitsuha stepped into Taki's apartment, she immediately found herself fighting off thoughts of where her stuff would go in this tiny apartment. Not only for the sake of not having to plan rearrangement or anything, but also to not risk sending any weird vibes to Taki. It's so compact. But it feels…intimate.

"It's nothing much. And by that I mean it's literally nothing much. Just a small little space for me, myself, and I. I'm hoping one day, we can…never mind."

"No! Tell me, Taki-kun!" Even though she had a pretty solid idea of what he was about to say, she just wanted to hear it out loud.

"I'm hoping that…one day we can get our own place together. I-I-I know we…technically just met. And I'm not sure how interested you'd be in a life with me."

"Oh, Taki-kun. You're so silly. With everything that's happened in the last few hours…this special time we've spent together…hehe, that tender moment we shared on the train just now…I want that to last forever. I wanna be with you forever. So yes, I am beyond interested in a life with you."

Taki, unable to resist Mitsuha's extreme beauty in the low light, stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her stomach, digging his face into the top of her head and intermittently pecking it with soft kisses. Mitsuha responded by snuggling back against her lover. She closed her eyes, released a sigh of pleasure, and raised her arms over her head, reaching back and lacing her fingers around the back of his neck. The dominoes continued to fall, as Taki lowered his head so that it was level with hers, and planted a kiss on Mitsuha's cheek. She took a hand and slowly stroked Taki's cheek, moaning quietly.

"Taki-kun. Undress me."

The words in soft whisper sent Taki into a spiraling state of hormonal hypnosis. His mind melted away, and he let his masculine instincts take over. He kicked the door behind him shut, and began to slowly remove her cardigan. With every inch of the clothing separating from her body, she leaned her head back further and further into Taki, sighing and softly moaning. He then lifted up the bottom of her shirt with one hand, placing the other one underneath it and slowly caressing her stomach. She kept a good figure; her midriff was devoid of any fat, but she wasn't all skin and bones either. Her skin was soft and was warm to the touch, and her stomach was smooth flat. Mitsuha remained still and just let her body melt away into an oasis of intimate ecstasy. Eventually she felt both his hands travel up her stomach and soon enough, they were cupped around her breasts.

"Baka hentai…"

Whether Taki ignored her or just didn't hear her altogether will never be known, but it mattered to neither of them. The two of them allowed their intimate desires to continue to engulf their minds; Taki's hands rhythmically squeezed Mitsuha's breasts, while Mitsuha herself reached back and gripped the hair in the back of Taki's head, resting more weight against his body. The two of them felt their breathing spike in tempo, eventually turning into panting. After having her breasts massaged for a while, Mitsuha decided to make her lover finish the job.

"Ahem…"

"Oh! Sorry…"

Mitsuha raised her arms back up with her patience disappearing. Taki reluctantly removed his hands from her breasts, grabbed the rest of her shirt and pulled it up and out of her arms. After tossing the shirt aside, his hands returned her chest, and his face buried itself into her neck. As great as Taki's hands felt, she knew he wasn't done, and guided one of them towards her midsection onto the zipper of her pants. After undoing its button, he took the 'efficient' route and squeezed one breast with one hand and unzipped her pants with the other. When the zipper reached the bottom, Taki decided to torture his girlfriend and gently flicked his finger over her crotch, which sent her in a frenzy with a very loud moan. Her hands, gripping the forearm of the hand squeezing her breast, tightened and clutched his arm harder, digging her fingers into his skin.

"Taki-kun…you…you are horrible."

Taki again either brushed off her comment or was oblivious to it to begin with. He put his hands on Mitsuha's hips and turned her around so that she was facing him now. After pecking her lips with a quick kiss, he went down to his knees and pulled down on her pants. Taki's heart beat faster and faster as more of her underwear became exposed. As much as he wanted to smother his face with her crotch, he decided to hunker down and get it done. Mitsuha picked her feet up to help get her pants completely off of her, and just like that she was half-naked. Taki then felt a strange sense of imbalance. Seeing that Mitsuha was stripped down to her bra and panties, he felt it was only right to remove his clothes to help her feel more comfortable. His layers came off one by one; first his jacket, then his shoes and pants, and Mitsuha took the liberty of unbuttoning his shirt and removing it herself.

For some reason, it came as no surprise to Mitsuha that Taki's body was well sculpted. While he wasn't overtly muscular at all, his muscles were toned and possessed a lot of enticing contours. That combined with Taki's fair skin created a rather good-looking guy to anyone, not just Mitsuha. But regardless, her body gravitated towards his, and her hands started gliding across his shirtless body.

"I think it's only fair for me to admit…I spent a lot of time staring at you shirtless when I was in your body. I found you extremely attractive. And your body got me hot and bothered…"

Taki just chuckled, as the flattery was something very new to him. No one had ever commented Taki on any of his physical features; he'd always viewed himself as an average person. No one called him ugly or anything, but he'd never been called outright handsome by anyone. So especially coming from a person he found to have unparalleled beauty such as Mitsuha, it meant a tremendous deal to him, and he took the comment to heart and kept it as a confidence booster for a rainy day.

"Hehe. I don't think I need to say what I think of your body. You probably have a good idea already."

"Mmhmm! And even had it weren't been for you groping me in my own body a few years ago, what you did to me just now would've made it pretty obvious too."

"Can you really blame me?"

"Sigh…if you love me as much as you say you do…then no, I can't blame you at all."

Taki embraced Mitsuha, pressing his body against hers. The contact between their skin began to rile them up again. Her breasts against his bare abdomen very nearly triggered an animalistic reaction that he realized could harm her, so he managed to fight off any desires on her body.

"Taki-kun…carry me…you said you wanted to treat me like a queen, right?"

Without hesitation, Taki reached down and lifted Mitsuha's legs out from under her, and soon enough, she was cradled in his arms like a child, and he carried her over to his bed. She reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck and rested her head against his shoulder as her eyelids began to weigh heavier and heavier. As she drifted in and out of consciousness, she began to ponder. Her bright smile quickly disappeared as she turned to a state of uncertainty. She of course was elated to be able to spend the night with Taki. The thought of cuddling with him and cradling him in her arms stirred her hormones. But even with all these desires to smother Taki influencing her body, she was nervous. It was her first time sleeping with a man. And her desire to have sex with him was met with uneasiness, and a slight fear. Conflicting feelings began to take over her mind, and she realized she had to make a compromise. By the time they were at the bed, she made a choice. She wasn't ready to have sex with him. At least not yet.

"Taki-kun, I…I…I have to tell you something."

"I think I know what it is. You're nervous. Aren't you?"

"I…I…Look. Sweetie. I love you. I want you. Every ounce of my body wants to us…conjoined? Is that the right word? Anyway, I wanna be with you so badly right now. But…I…"

"Say no more, sweetheart."

"It's nothing personal. Believe me, my estrogen levels are sky high right now. I want you as close to me as possible. It just…I…"

"You're not ready yet. I understand. It doesn't have to be now. We have the rest of our lives. I'll wait for you however long."

"Taki-kun…I…you don't understand how much I love you right now. It seems like…even when the words can't come out, you read my mind and know exactly how I'm feeling."

"If you're not comfortable, we're not doing it. That's that. But more importantly…please don't think that I look at you differently. Just because you don't wanna have sex with me tonight. I couldn't care less. The bottom line is that we're here together tonight. Whatever we do is a formality at this point. I just want you with me right now."

A/N: Okay, so this is originally going to be way worse. I decided against making it a full-on lemon and kept it at maximum to partial nudity and fondling. The graphic stuff is written somewhere, but for now, it's gonna stay off . I'm a young man in the exiting stages of puberty, and this stuff just runs rampant in my head. If anyone who liked the first 3 chapters felt like this one was totally out of place, please let me know so I can ditch it. This time around, I will actually rely on reviews to decide what the next chapter will look like. I was pretty hesitant on writing something like this, but I wanted to dabble with the art of smutfic. Just to see what it's like. But nevertheless, it was fun to write, and to anyone who read this far, thanks a million. I love these two, and they have my vote for Anime Couple of the Year. Reading and writing about them is fun. So thanks so much for any and all the support, it means a lot. Catch you guys whenever (probably next week). Cheers.