AN: And the list of favorites continues to grow. :)
Theme: # 16
Disclaimer: If I owned Sailor Moon, Setsuna and Mamoru would be together and only show up once per season.
Holding Hands
I've done this many times with Mamo-chan. But never in my life has it felt this way. Maybe it was because I wasn't used to it with other guys. I don't know. All I knew was that it made my body tingle; something it never did with Mamo-chan. It made my heart and soul feel a warmth that was missing for many years. It was like it filled a huge hole that I didn't even know existed until then.
I watched as he laughed at something Minako-chan said. I really didn't understand what was going on. Everything was inaudible.
I felt his body shake once again. It was like he had no idea what he was doing to me. But he must've felt it too. Didn't he?
The longer his hand was intertwined with mine, the more the warmth in my heart grew. This was different, too different. I didn't understand how it was possible. It was supposed to be like this with Mamo-chan, not Seiya. I bit my cheek to hold in my sigh. I wanted no attention from the others. I just wanted to sink into my unknown blissful world with my hand entangled with the pop star's. it only made me wonder how it would feel if he touched any other part of me. I felt the heat rush up to my face, but I quickly pushed it back down.
My heart thumped against my chest unevenly. Seiya gave my fingers a gentle squeeze. I tore my gaze away from our hands to stare into his indigo eyes questioningly. He smiled, "Ready to go?"
I looked around, frowning slightly. Everyone else had left already and I didn't get to say goodbye. I inhaled deeply and nodded as we stood from the booth and walked out of the Crown. He began to lead me home.
"Hey, Odango. You're awfully quiet today," He gave my hand another squeeze. "Are you ok?"
I chuckled and nodded, "I'm fine. Sorry for making you worry."
He smirked, "You're lying. What were you thinking about?"
I stared at him blankly; a blush slowly making its way onto my face, "What are you talking about? Nothing."
His eyes began to smother me, the way he knew would get me to confess. He sternly whispered, "Odango. "
I sighed and lifted our hands' embrace. He blinked, confused before laughing softly. "You were thinking about us holding hands?"
I nodded as the blush deepened. His laughter settled into a chuckle. "Ah, Odango."
I pouted, "Don't, 'Ah, Odango' me."
He chuckled and gave my hand another squeeze before we fell silent. We stopped in front of the gate to my house. Before he had a chance to say goodbye and before I walked into my house, I blurted out, "Do you feel it, too, Seiya?"
He smiled and kissed my hand before releasing it, leaving the spot his lips had touched burning. The warmth in me was gone and the hole reopened. He nodded, "Yes, Odango. I feel it, too."
He turned and waved over his shoulder, "Goodnight, Odango."
"Goodnight, Seiya." But he was already too far away to hear me.