Ilya reached up and smacked the back of Rin's head as hard as she could.
Rin whirled on her, eyes wide, and was about to launch an angry retort when Ilya bore down on her. Despite her lesser height she seemed to tower.
"Rin, what are you doing?" She demanded, hands on her hips.
"Wha...I don't..." Rin stammered but Ilya pressed on.
"What are you DOING?" She said, her voice filled with a kind of exasperated anger.
Rin backpedaled in shock.
"I don't know what you..." She said, still stammering.
"You were just gonna let him ride away? You are such an idiot!" Ilya said, nearly shouting.
Rin's eyes went wide and she looked after Shirou's retreating back.
"Look, are you in love with him or not?" Ilya said in the same exasperated tone with the air of explaining herself to a child.
Rin felt her heart flip flop.
"I...I'm not...I..." She continued to sputter.
But then, as if by magic, she felt the most wonderful sense of surety flow through her. She felt as sure as she had that day in the diner when she had first realized it. Her shoulders squared. Her eyes became level.
"Yes." She said.
Ilya grinned at her and shook her head.
"Then what are you doing?" She asked again, smiling.
Rin beamed. She dashed off as fast as she could but stopped herself, dashed back, caught Ilya up in a bear hug and kissed her on the cheek.
"Thank you." She said.
Ilya nodded and waved her off urgently.
Rin ran like she had never run before. Wind blew through her hair and lifted her cloths as she sprinted after Shirou. He was almost gone, just about to turn the corner when...
Rin felt Ilya reach past her with a tendril of magic and tweak Shirou's ear. He skidded to a halt in alarm and looked around. He turned in his seat just as Rin barreled into him. She threw herself into his arms and showered his face with kisses. He returned them with a fervent, earnest desire that left her breathless after they broke free. For the longest moment they simply sat there, grinning and staring into each others eyes. Then Rin turned Shirou around and settled herself behind him. Her arms circled his waist and she leaned forwards, resting her head against his back.
"Where are we going?" She asked, eyes closed.
Shirou grinned. His eyes lit as they went to the horizon. The sun was just peaking, sending the first rays of morning streaming across the street.
"I don't know." He said happily, his voice filed with as much confidence and surety as it had ever held.
He pressed the throttle and Rin held tight. They rode into the sunrise, the first warm rays of a beautiful day reaching out to greet them.