I did it! A second part! Ooooh. Aaaah.

This seems a lot more...emotional? Fluffy? compared to the last one. But we'll see if you wonderful readers like it, hm? Do tell - I love feedback almost as much as KonoSetsu. Almost.

Negima is Ken Akamatsu's! Not mine! I'm not stealing!

Anyways...ONWARDS! *trumpets*

Setsuna stared at the scene before her with overwhelming ease, overwhelming love. The huge full moon was like a mirror of Konoka's delicate pale skin, and danced over the rippling dark waters of the nameless lake both the girls basked in. Konoka was turned from her, her eyes down cast, her lips slightly pursed, and ran her hands through the cool hip-high water with that look. That look; the expression Setsuna had come to know and love almost as much as Konoka herself. It, of course, was pleasant, and full of curiosity, surprise, joy and deep wonder. Setsuna found it endlessly endearing how much Konoka appreciated everything, almost irrationally. (It drove her crazy - in a good way - when that attention was directed at her, and became mildly jealous of the water Konoka was grinning at.)

Shyness did not register with Setsuna when it came to Konoka. She slipped her hands around the girls slim waist, pressed against her back, nuzzled the place where her shoulder became her neck. Konoka rolled her head and sighed, and Setsuna smiled against Konoka's shoulder as silky hair tickled her cheek. She twitched as she felt Konoka's jaw work, and her soft voice filled the air's silence."This is so rare." She breathed. "My father...I never realised just how watchful he was..." Setsuna almost frowned at that. "But I suppose, on such a fine night, I'm finally allowed to have quiet time with just you."

"This is just like back then, you know. Dark, under the moon, in the water." Setsuna sighed. "I never knew the edge of nothingness could feel so wonderful."

"The edge of nothingness..." Konoka hummed. She gazed across the horizon; it was beginning to lighten, and she wondered vaguely how early in the morning it was. She supposed the phrase suited.

Konoka turned in Setsuna's arms, and Setsuna felt a lump rise in her throat at the brunette's gentle smile. I've seen it so many times over the years, and yet...She swallowed it, and smiled back.

"How strange that, even after all this time, we returned to this scene," Setsuna said quietly. "It gives a strange sense of freedom, somehow."

"Floating like a bird that's taken wing."

"What?"

"Oh," Konoka blushed in embarrassment. "No, nothing. Just a line from a poem."

"A poem?" Setsuna asked with genuine curiosity. Konoka glanced at her.

"Full Moon Sway." She looked down at the lapping water. "Oh my fair, floating like a bird that's taken wing, you were there, smiling in my arms for all those years." Konoka glanced at Setsuna, and the raven-haired girl nodded. "Such a fool, I didn't know about tomorrow, or what it's like to be my own. I was sure I couldn't let myself go, even though I felt the end...Full moon sways, gently in the night of one fine day...you were there, smiling in my arms for all those years..." Ah, there was that lump again. Setsuna could help it, with Konoka's voice so thick with emotion, and Setsuna pressed a kiss to her cheek.

Setsuna was taken aback by Konoka's shocked stare. "Is everything okay...?" She asked, her arms tightening a little. Konoka blinked.

"I think I just got it," she mumbled. "The poem," she added at Setsuna's confused look. "I was sure I couldn't..." She started, and her expression shifted, and her eyes returned to Setsuna's "Insecurity..." she said, almost inaudibly. Setsuna frowned at her, baffled. Konoka smiled wryly at her.

"The insecurity of expressing your deepest emotions is very strong..." she looked down at the surface of the water. "But its okay to express it with the right person...judging you doesn't even come to mind..."

"Judging...? Konoka, why would I judge you for something as beautiful as your feelings? I'm honored." She gave her girlfriend a good-natured smile. "Its like a window into your soul."

Konoka grinned at the cheesy line. "Right." She looked back at the sky, empty, the moon gone, the sun hardly poking its head over the horizon. She lingered on the pastel blues, pinks and yellows, the richness of the clouds all soaked in dawn's colours, and finally at Setsuna, gazing at the sky with her, her features relaxed and majestically attractive. She unconsciously brushed her knuckles against Setsuna's cheek, and the woman gave her a questioning look. Konoka's mind drifted.

Is Secchan insecure? I'm sure she is; everyone is. But what about? Body image? No, that doesn't suit her. Her strength? Physically, no; she's got that covered. Konoka's eyes trailed down to Setsuna's wonderfully obvious abs. That's body image gone...

Is she insecure about me - about us?

Konoka suddenly felt the need to prove her love. She gazed at Setsuna, her eyes wondering; her angled jaw, elegantly neck - how Konoka loved to mark it! - her pale shoulders, branching out into strong, comforting limbs. Her breasts - Konoka wouldn't dare sharing that part of Setsuna! - and her smooth stomach, her sharp narrow hips, and delicious navel. Konoka bit her lip. Goddamnit, she's just too sexy in the sunrise...!

"Secchan" Konoka said in that way - the way shameless girls do when they really, really want something - and Setsuna perked up, looking at her with the beginnings of a blush.

"Kono-chan?"

"I was thinking..." Konoka continued, seemingly innocent, her hands caressing Setsuna's stomach absently. "Since this is our last day here, we might as well make the most of such a beautiful setting..." Not that we haven't already... Konoka thought bashfully "And, well, we only have a few hours until Daddy picks us up..."

Konoka need not say anymore, as Setsuna was already starting toward land, tugging Konoka's hand. Konoka's eyes twinkled with mirth at Setsuna's impatience. The thin girl's gaze dropped down, but she tugged again. "You said it yourself; we only have a few hours..." Konoka giggled at that, and followed her love out of the water.

Such an easy child.

SOSOSOSOOOOOOO? did you like? did you hate? did you find its shift of perspective, overly twilight-like description of sexiness and use of poems too lame? Tell me! I wanna know! I wanna learn! and I don't want to be like Stephanie Meyer! (God help me if I am D8)