*punches wall* Dang teachers and their tests...*mumbles* Sorry it took me so long to post another chapter. Teachers these days *shakes fist*
On with the show, people.
Runaway Baby
Part 7
"So where are we heading?"
"Rolla, it's a fun city. I used to...Nevermind. Anyways, we can go to the mall there- get some summer clothes. It's already heading into summer time down here." Setsuna replies, realizing the speed limit is a little higher than what she's doing, as she carefully checks the exit numbers.
Something clicks, not all the way, but enough that I understand.
Setsuna, even though a popular girl, is a very secretive person. I'm probably lucky to know what I know about her.
And...in this very moment, I feel the need to break that wall down. I just need to time it all, but not now. No, it isn't right.
I smile, feeling extremely brave, nonchalantly brushing my hand against her's. My bravery is rewarded with a very uncharacteristic blush from her.
I think it's even darker than my own. Oh my gosh, she looks so cute like that!
Setsuna nervously taps her fingers on the shift stick, sighing in what I think is relief, as she spots the exit she needs. Her hand flies from mine to flick on the turn signal, as she swings over to the exit ramp.
Gradually, her face returns to its natural color, but she refuses to look my direction. I giggle at her sudden shyness, causing her face to redden again, as she hunts for a hotel.
"Do you know where we're staying already?" I question, perplexed by how she's able to find a Holiday Inn so fast.
"Mhm." she hums, pulling up under the archway, as she pulls out a few bills. "I'll explain." Setsuna promises, walking into the hotel lobby, leaving me alone.
She returns a few minutes later with an envelope, checking the number on the packet with the numbers on the door.
"230 is the room number. You go ahead and get inside while I unpack our stuff. We can stay here for a little while and go terrorize the malls later if you want." Setsuna murmurs, her eyes twinkling mischievously, as she hands me the room key.
I quirk an eyebrow, but nod in approval, as I start heading for the room. It's on the second floor, in the utmost back corner. There's only one room next to us, and since I can hear a TV, I'm going to assume it's occupied.
The room is pretty nice, but standard for this hotel chain. There are two queen beds, a nightstand between them, a bathroom in the back, and a large two pane window on the wall behind our beds.
I walk over to the curtains and pull them open a little, letting in some light. From here, I can see Setsuna directly below, pulling my bag out of the backseat, as she slips her own onto her shoulder. Slowly, her hand reaches up and weaves its way through her hair, pulling some of the midnight colored locks behind her ear. My heart sighs with longing, as she looks off into the sky at the clouds hovering above.
She sits on the edge of the trunk, pinching an eye shut, as she realizes she just put herself in a sun spot. Her lips mouth an unheard curse, as another ray of sun appears at her eyes.
Let's see if we can have some fun with Setsuna. Now hooooow do I do this? Hmmmm...
I place my finger on my lip, tapping them in thought.
"Aha!" I shout out loud, finding the white latches to open the window on the side. Quietly, I push out one of the windows, as to not get her attention.
She stands up again, holding my bag by the strap, as she lazily stretches out.
"Hurry up, slow poke!" I shout, giggling uncontrollably, as she jumps a few feet in the air.
Boom!
"Mother- ahhhh! How long have you been up there?" Setsuna groans (while blushing a dark red, may I add), holding her foot, as she hops to keep her balance.
Poor girl dropped my bag on her foot...but it's so funny!
I curl some of my hair around my fingers, watching her glare at my bag, as she picks it back up. "Oh, for hours!" I say dramatically, leaning against the window sill, as Setsuna laughs sarcastically.
"You wait till I get up there, Konoe!" Setsuna shouts, playfully shaking her fist, as she slams the trunk shut and races towards the hotel entrance.
I giggle, shutting the window, as I prepare for Setsuna's revenge.
Eh, what the heck? I'll let her have this one.
I plop on the bed, debating on whether I should turn the TV on. Within minutes, I hear someone running down the hallway, and I know right away that it's Setsuna.
She shoves the door open, drops our stuff to the floor, and kicks the door shut. "Should have locked it-first mistake," Setsuna grins, placing her hands on her hips, as she saunters over to me.
Shivers race up and down my neck, as my mind points out the fact that I'm stretched across the bed, and she's towering above me at the edge. I'm aware of the fact that I'm blushing miserably; that there is an odd feeling coursing through my lower stomach.
"Your second mistake," Setsuna whispers huskily, placing her hands on either side of my head, as she whispers into my ear, "was leaving yourself open!"
Her hands tickle my shoulders, making me twist and turn, as I giggle like crazy. Setsuna grins when she crawls over my stomach, making me shriek and wriggle, trying to get away from her.
"S-Setsuna, stop it! I'll puke on you!" I warn between giggles, as she gets in one last poke, before she climbs off of me.
"That's just a little of my revenge." Setsuna winks, falling onto her back, as she checks the room.
Fighting back another blush, I recline next to her, and I'm forced to lay on her arm since she stretched out across the bed. Awkwardly, I try to ignore the fact that I'm almost cheek to cheek with her, and fiddle with my jacket.
Her arm moves, curling itself around my shoulder, as I jump a little in surprise. Nervously, I look over at her, meeting her searching eyes.
"W-W-What are you doing?" I stutter out, hoping she can't hear the pounding in my chest, as she thoughtfully chews on her lip.
"Nothing." she says sadly, slipping her arm away from me, as she finds something interesting about the door.
Did I just...upset her?
"Setsuna, I-"
"Come on, let's go the mall. Can't spend all day caged in a hotel room, can we?" Setsuna interrupts, smiling at me, as she grabs her wallet out of her bag.
I slowly nod, still perplexed about what just happened, and follow her out of the room.
I can't explain it right now, but I know I want this. I have to have it.
"What are you looking at?" Setsuna asks over my shoulder, bending down so she's level with me.
I don't bother to reply, only focused on the object in the display case.
"A digital camera? You want it?" Setsuna asks, cocking her head, as she looks at me.
I simply nod, trying to remember how much money is in my pocket.
Crap, all I have is Setsuna's five dollar bill, and that doesn't cover any of it! Why must the nice things be so expensive?
"I'll buy it for you if you want-"
"Thank you so much!" I squeal, not caring if people are looking at us funny, as I glomp her.
"But, only if you tell me why you want it." Setsuna states, staring down at me with all the seriousness she can muster.
Dammit, I knew she would do something like that! I don't want her to know yet; it's supposed to be a secret.
"It's a surprise?" I say, hoping she will take that as an answer, but I give her a puppy dog stare for good measure.
Sighing, Setsuna pulls out her wallet, "Fine. Will I ever know what it's for?"
I grin in response, as she hands me a little more than what I need, "Hang on, you gave me-"
"I gave you your own money to use while we're here." Setsuna interrupts, standing up, as she brushes off her jeans.
I'm about to argue with her, but she gives me a look that denotes finality.
"If you say so...but can you get out of here now?" I beg, hoping she doesn't think I just want her money, and that she will leave so I can get the next item on my little list.
"Man, I'm not allowed to see anything!" Setsuna whines, throwing her hands up, as she walks towards another aisle.
Sighing in relief, and giggling at her actions, I find an employee to get me the camera I want.
"Is this all you need, honey?" the older woman asks, handing me the camera, as she locks the display case again.
"Just one more thing and I'll be ready." I say politely, placing the box on the counter, as I dash back to the photo center. Smiling when I find the scrapbook section, I bend down and sort through the rows of books.
I blush when I see one decorated with hearts that says, "Our Love" and toss it back. I find one that has a doodle of people holding hands, claiming to be best friends, but I don't like the colors.
"May I suggest this one?" the older woman I left at the counter says, gesturing to one in the very back.
Curious, I follow the direction of her finger, and dig out a large sized book.
I fall in love with it immediately.
The cover is brown leather, soft to the touch, and I can tell this is a good quality book. Flowers are engraved in random patterns, the stems crisscrossing each other, and I gasp softly when I see the main design.
There's a small map of the United States in the center, along with three pink, white, and yellow flowers on the corner. In flowing manuscript above, it says, "Our Adventure", and I hug it to my chest.
"It's perfect, thank you." I say, grinning brightly at the little woman beside me.
She chuckles, placing a wrinkled hand on my shoulder, "I knew you would. Come now, let's get this paid for."
"Are you sure I can't know why you got that camera? Or even what the other thing is in the bag?" Setsuna asks for the umpteenth time, as she unlocks the hotel room, and holds the door open for me.
"Nope." I tease, sticking my tongue out, as Setsuna whines in frustration.
"Why not?" she questions, flopping down on her bed, as I sit on my own.
"If I told you, I would have to kill you." I respond coolly, grabbing the remote to the TV,
Setsuna groans, letting her face fall into the pillow, as I channel surf.
Click.
"And we let the souffle cool for five-"
Click.
"As humans, we are programmed with the need to have sex to-"
Click.
Setsuna awkwardly coughs, slightly muffled by the pillow on her face, and her ears turn pink.
I chew on my lower lip, flicking the channel again, as I stare at Setsuna a little bit too long.
Come on, Konoe! Keep it together!
I shake my head, changing the channel again, and my jaw drops when the picture comes in. Setsuna sits up, turning to see what I had finally decided to watch, before she freezes in shock.
"Still no news on the disappearance of two teenage Mahora residents; Setsuna Sakurazaki, 19, and Konoka Konoe, 18. We talked to the parents of Setsuna Sakurazaki today. We were not able to contact Konoka Konoe's step-father. Here's what Setsuna's parents had to say."
"I don't know why she would do such a thing," Tomi says, comforting his crying wife, as his name appears on the screen.
"We took care of her! We loved her more than anything else, and we would do anything to have her back." Hikari shrieks, clinging to Setsuna's father chest for dear life.
"Do you think the disappearance of Konoka Konoe is connected to your daughter?"
"I'm sure she has something to do with this, but I think it was all Setsuna. This is the type of irresponsible behavior we've come to expect from her." Tomi responds emotionally, flinching as a red haired girl shoves him from off screen.
"Liar! Setsuna is not irresponsible, you two are! I blame you two for this!" Asuna shouts, angrily jabbing a finger in Tomi's face.
The camera zooms up on Asuna, showing that she's wearing her volleyball uniform, as she blocks Tomi from view.
The rest of the interview is Asuna being held back by standby camera men, as Tomi struggles to get away from the furious girl.
I turn the TV off, glancing at Setsuna to see if she's okay.
She's still staring at the TV, not blinking, as her expression remains emotionless.
"Are you alright?" I ask softly, climbing into her bed.
She doesn't respond, caught in one of her dazes again.
"Setsuna." I say, shaking her shoulder, as she slowly comes back to the real world.
"I'm fine." Setsuna snaps, sighing when she catches a glimpse of my expression.
She falls on top of me, resting her head on my chest, as she closes her eyes. They open, dark brown, not much of a difference from their normal black color, but it's there.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to snap. I just don't understand how they can say that, but they don't act that way towards me." Setsuna mumbles, staring dejectedly at the window, but the curtains are drawn shut.
"It's alright, just tell me what's wrong next time." I assure her, nervously wrapping my arms around her torso.
She sniffles, blinking to keep from crying, as she circles her arms around my waist. I sigh, stroking fingers through her hair. I'm still coping with how short she's cut it, not that it looks bad. I think she looks better like this.
Something changes in the air, I'm not sure what, but I can feel the energy filling the room.
Setsuna feels it too. As a matter of fact, I think the electricity is coming from her.
Her hands drag themselves up from their position on my waist; the thin material of my shirt bunching up and rising, revealing my quivering stomach. My breathing gets shallow and fast, probably due to the lack of oxygen in my brain, and it gets worse when Setsuna lifts her head from my chest.
Her eyes are blacker than I've ever seen them. It's like the pupils swallowed everything else, and the only thing I see in those eyes are hunger.
My mouth goes dry, as she props herself up on her knees, and firmly pushes back on my shoulders. My head bounces off the pillow, vision blurring from the impact, and Setsuna's hands cup my cheeks. We stay like that for a while.
Please, don't let her hear how my heart is racing. Oh God, please.
Painfully slowly, Setsuna brings her face closer to mine, so close that I can feel her breath on my lips.
My hands twist the bed sheets in their sweaty grasps, and I shiver with anticipation.
Wow, aren't you easy. You haven't been touched at all and you're already acting that way. Tsk, tsk, Konoka.
Setsuna brushes some hair behind her ear, but the moment she does, it falls right back down. She smiles, and I can just barely, barely feel them against mine.
She leans in, our lips are about to touch, and-
Brrr-rrrrring!
Brrrr-rrrring!
"Call from, Asuna!"
Setsuna jumps off the bed, blushing a bright maroon, as she slides to her bag. She wrestles with the zipper, reaching inside, and yanking out a small silver phone.
"H-Hello?" Setsuna says, and I blush when her voice cracks.
I quickly fix my shirt, and my eyes widen in realization of what almost happened.
Asuna, you have perfect timing.
"No! I wasn't doing anything before you- why are you laughing?" Setsuna shouts, pouting miserably, as she leans against the wall.
I smile a little at Setsuna's flustered attitude, as she paces back and forth.
The alarm clock on the nightstand reads nine O'clock. They talked for almost two hours.
Setsuna sighs, placing the phone back into her bag, but on silent this time. She glances at me wrapped up in the blanket, sheepishly scratching the back of her head, as she slips off her pants. Unbeknownst to me, she was wearing shorts underneath, and I'm not afraid to admit I was disappointed.
Her shirt comes off as well, revealing a white tank top, and she starts to crawl under the sheets of the bed next to me.
"Setsuna?" I whisper, startling her.
"U-Um, yeah?" she responds, cheeks flaring up, as she looks at me again.
"Don't sleep over there," I breathe out shakily, as I spread the blanket out on the bed I'm on and scoot over, "S-Sleep in this bed, with me. I feel safer when you're nearby."
She blinks dumbly, baffled by the last part of my statement, but she obeys.
Setsuna stiffly slips beneath the sheets, and I take the opportunity to snuggle against her.
"Sometimes, I feel like Yami is following us. Like, he's going to bust through that door any moment and kill us." I admit quietly, tears brimming on the edge of my eyes.
Setsuna's eyes soften, as she tosses an arm over my mid-section, "He won't. I can promise you that. If he were I-"
"Mmmmmmm, Andrew! Faster!"
A low male groan echoes through the walls, as we both blush blood red.
"Maybe we should...?" Setsuna trails off, flinching at the sound of something banging against the wall, as I jump out of bed.
"Way ahead of you." I mumble, grabbing her car keys and the room key, as I turn to see her struggling to find her pants.
"Come on, just go like you are now!" I whisper, dragging her out of the room, as we tiptoe past the room next to us.
Once we get into the hotel lobby, we burst into a fit of giggles. Setsuna stumbles drunkenly, gasping for air, as she laughs uncontrollably.
"Setsuna, stop! When you laugh, I laugh!" I giggle, pawing through the door, and smile when the cool night air hits my legs.
I can't believe how much truth is in that little sentence I said. When she laughs, I laugh. She smiles, I smile, and on and on.
She gives me this secretive smile, as she starts the car. I cock my head, wondering where in the world we're going, but I know better than to ask.
The car ride is silent, except the soft purring of the engine, and the whooshing of the wind through the open windows.
I wonder where we're going when I look at her. Her expression...her eyes, her features- they're mysterious.
I bounce a little in my seat when I feel the road change to gravel. Confused, I twist my neck around to see where we are. All I can see are trees and wide grass lands.
Wait, weren't we just in town?
"Relax, we're almost there." Setsuna promises, smirking at my anxious expression, as she turns left.
"Oh my goodness, this is gorgeous!" I gasp, poking my head outside of the window, as Setsuna laughs at my childish behavior.
"You think so?" she asks, eyes twinkling merrily, as she puts the car in park and turns it off. I nod with feverish excitement, shoving my door open as I try to get out, but I forgot to unfasten my seat belt.
"Calm down, kid." Setsuna chuckles, reaching across the undo my seat belt buckle, as I impatiently wait.
Once she frees me, I roll out of the door, slamming the door shut. I start to sprint to the shoreline, but a pair of strong arms wrap themselves around my waist, lifting me up into the air.
"Setsuna!" I squeal, secretly wishing she won't let me go, as she spins us in circles. I shove my face into her chest, breathing in her scent as subtly as possible.
She chuckles, setting me down just a few feet from a dock. Quietly, she extends her hand out to me, smiling when my hand slips into her own. We walk together, hand and hand, stopping when we reach the edge. Setsuna carefully sits on the edge, dangling her feet inches from the water, and gestures for me to do the same.
I blush a shade of pink, doing the same as her, and she shyly smiles when our thighs brush against each other.
This place, it's beautiful. No, gorgeous.
I never knew a place like this existed; with a lake darker than the sky itself, reflecting the cosmos in its depths. The moon is high above us, and only a little of its light shows. Sand covers the shoreline, a large change from the gray gravel we parked on.
I've never been to a beach before, which is probably why I was so excited when I saw the sand. There's so much I haven't seen out here. I hope it isn't too late to start.
I hope it isn't foolish of me to say this, but...I want to see it, see it all with the girl sitting next to me.
"This is the Little Prairie Conservation area, and this is Lake Towell. I, uh, came here when I was small. Back then it was..." Setsuna breaks off, gulping hard, as she forces her hands inside her short pockets.
It clicks. I understand it now.
"You don't like talking about your past do you?" I asks slowly, my eyes widening, as I turn to face her.
It makes so much sense.
She struggles with her words for a moment, starring at out rippling reflections in the water. After many moments of silence, she drags a hand across her face and nods, "Yeah."
"Hypothetically speaking, If I were to ask you some questions, you would try and answer them wouldn't you?" I whisper softly, placing a hand on top of her's, as I give her a pleading look.
Please, Setsuna. Let me inside. You can trust me.
She gives me a sad look, but smiles at the sight of our hands linked together, and I blush a little.
"I can try. Ask away." Setsuna sighs in defeat, and I smile in return.
Where to start...My heart is beating so fast, I don't think I can concentrate.
Deep breath, Konoka.
"Let's start with the sandwich." I say, closing my eyes, as my heart beat echoes through my conscious.
"The sandwich?" Setsuna replies, cocking her head in confusion.
"The peanut butter and jelly one." I respond gently, drawing my hand back into my lap.
"What about it?" Setsuna fidgets, trying to tiptoe past my question, as her gaze nervously darts around.
"I told you that it was the most common lunch item here, and then you went into a daze." I explain, watching her carefully from the corner of my eye.
"I can't run away from you too, can I?" Setsuna jokes, staring off into the sky with a blank expression.
I don't respond, hoping she'll take the hint and continue.
She shifts uncomfortably, rubbing her hands over the silk cloth of her shorts, "M-My childhood was a very sheltered existence."
I blink, trying to process what she's saying. It's better I listen, and I let her go at her own pace and not interrupt.
"At first, my childhood was great. In Kyoto, I was the perfect definition of carefree. I ate dirt, picked my nose, and slept all day. I'm serious about picking my nose. My grandpa got me into the whole samurai philosophy, and when I learned to walk, he started teaching me kenjutsu. I loved it, but my parents hated it. Looking back, it's like my parents were slowly trying to cut off contact with them." Setsuna sighs, digging her nails into the wood, as she thinks about what she's going to tell me next.
"But, yeah. That's a small part of my life. Something you may want to know, but is hard for me to talk about i-is, is the fact that the woman you met at my house isn't my real mom. She's really my aunt." Setsuna whispers, and I can see tears beginning to build on her eyes.
"So, is Tomi your uncle then..?" I ask unsure, trying to sort everything out in my head, as I nonchalantly get a little closer to her.
What? Just because we're having a heart to heart doesn't mean I can't try and put some moves on her.
"No, he's my real dad. The woman you saw in the pictures is my real mom, but she died not long after my first birthday. Her twin, and my aunt, eventually seduced my father months after her funeral."
"I hate her." Setsuna adds in a hoarse whisper, surprising me with her bluntness.
"Setsuna, do you really hate her?" I can't believe this. She can't hate someone, right? She's too sweet for that, but...if she hates her, what's going to make her hate me?
Setsuna swallows hard, gripping a wooden beam so hard that little slivers of wood break off.
"M-maybe not to that degree, but she was pushing it." Setsuna chokes out, covering her face to hide the tears coming.
I don't know what to say, so I just slip a trembling hand into her own, giving her a reassuring squeeze.
Setsuna, i-it's alright. We're far away from her, from everyone who ever hurt you. I...won't let anyone damage your heart again.
I promise I will, but only if you let me inside.
"She tried to be my mom, in ways I don't think I can talk about now, but I'll tell you one day." Setsuna promises, giving an odd look at our interlocked hands.
I blush again, but I'm not willing to let her go. I have to stop being a chicken some day.
"So, tell the story, but as simple as you can." I say, not really sure what else to say, because I want to know everything.
She looks at me, surprise covering her features, as the grip she had on my hand slackens. "You really want to know?" she asks, sounding like she's afraid of the answer.
I nod my head in affirmation, curling my fingers tighter around her open palm.
"You're serious. You care?" Setsuna murmurs softly, and is it my imagination, or is she getting closer?
Butterflies take flight in my chest, and I can barely control the shaking in my hands when Setsuna pulls her legs onto the dock.
Her eyes slowly soften and brighten, turning lighter than I ever seen them. The color is something close to ochre, but more alive. Imagine fire burning, deep and beautiful, and seemingly never ending. I've seen these eyes before. The night we left, actually. I'm starting to think those eyes just for me.
All me!
I hope you can see all the fluffy little hearts surrounding that phrase, because I can feel them.
Setsuna's calloused hand barely scrapes against my cheek, just enough to jar me from my thoughts, and to send sparks flooding from the point where our skin meets. Her breathing is long and slow, the exact opposite of mine.
The moon appears from behind a cloud, beaming its rays directly onto Setsuna, making her eyes sparkle like gems.
"Konoka, will you let me try something? I promise I won't...won't hurt you or do anything you don't like." Setsuna whispers, barely able to speak before her eyes flutter shut.
Oh, Setsuna. Keep talking like that and you can do anything you want to me. The only thing you can't do, is tell me this is a dream...
Warm breath washing over my flaming skin.
A gentle touch given by rough hands.
God, please don't let this be a dream.
"Konoka?"
Oh, right. Dream coming true right now, stay focused, kid.
"Yes." I breathe out, shivering against her, as she presses our bodies together.
I let out a barely audible whimper, encouraging her to keep going, as our foreheads bump together.
She's so close I can taste her lips.
Out of instinct, my eyes close, as I pucker my lips.
Every thought that was in my head leaves, as my lips barely touch her's. She pulls back for some reason, more than likely her nerves, but she moves back in.
We lean in closer, hearts beating as one, and our-
"Excuse me, young ladies, but do you-"
Ka-Splash!
"S-Setsuna!" I shout in panic, staring at the spot she was just sitting, then to the shattered peace of the lake.
Sh-she fell in!
I freeze, unable to move, fearing for the worst. Within seconds though, she appears on the surface of the water, coughing and spluttering water in every direction.
"W-What just happened?" Setsuna asks me, her face reddening, as she attempts to flick her hair of her face; it stays rooted to the spot though, clinging in large bunches on her cheeks, forehead, and neck.
"I just happened." a deep voice answers from behind me, and I jump a little in shock.
Setsuna heaves herself back onto the dock, but looses her grip on a plank. She would have fallen back in if it weren't for my last minute reaction to grab her. We both sigh in relief, giving each other a look that makes everything else disappear, until the person behind me decides to barge in.
"If you don't mind me interrupting your moment, how old are the two of you?" the voice from behind me asks, and I flinch when I look behind me.
It's a man, more specifically, a police officer. He smirks lightly at my abashed expression, as he quickly gives Setsuna a more expecting look.
"O-Oh. I'm 21. She's 20." Setsuna lies easily, casually wringing out tank top, as she gives me a secret look.
"Ah, I see. Well, they changed the hours this place is open. You aren't allowed to be here after six." the officer explains, tapping her glossy boots on a soaked wood plank.
"They changed the hours, Officer..?" Setsuna asks, genuinely curious, as she gives the officer a scrutinizing look.
"Steele. Mhm. 'Bout a year ago actually. Now, whatever business you were, uh, conducting up here, take it somewhere else. I don't care where you go, as long as you don't do it somewhere like here, I'm okay with it." Officer Steele says, holding his hands up, as Setsuna opens her mouth to object.
"No, sir, we were just tal-"
"Ah-buh-buh-buh. If you were about to have sex, that's fine, but please don't tell me. You have five minutes to leave; I'm done." he interrupts, turning away, as he walks off to some unknown location.
We sit in silence for a few minutes, each of us trying to grasp the events that just occurred.
We almost kissed.
We almost kissed.
Giggling like a school girl, I drag Setsuna to the car before Officer Steele can show up again.
"I-I-I-I can't b-believe h-he said that!" Setsuna stutters miserably, turning the color of a strawberry, as she fumbles with her keys in the ignition.
This is a huge change from her usual calm demeanor, and it's refreshing. I could get used to this.
"Well, Setsuna, if I didn't know better, I would have thought you were planning on doing that to me." I tease, staring fondly at the dock we were just talking on.
"N-Not you too!" Setsuna whimpers, blushing even darker, as she turns around towards the highway.
Setsuna, I think you and I, we, could be something special.
We'll talk tomorrow though, I'm exhausted.
OFF TO BED I GOOOOOO! Let me know what you thought people. *falls asleep*