Kaede:

I sprinted back to the main house as soon as I was sure the bastards were out of sight.

"Kohta!" I yelled, fear gripping me as if a snake was entwined inside me. The most poisonous of venoms were leeching from its fangs, rotting within my very heart, succumbing me to anxiety's tainted thoughts and motives. I began to tremble, but then Kohta's presence was before me. "Where the hell were you?" He demanded, clearly angry. I didn't care, he was okay, and that was what mattered. That was the only thing that mattered. Tears were streaming down my face, and his face distorted from anger to concern within the same time frame that I fled into his arms.

"I'm so sorry… So so sorry…" I sobbed, my voice choken, and my soul broken. I didn't know how to right all the wrongs I had committed to him, and now he was doomed to the same fate as I. Death. I couldn't allow this to be so. For he was my anchor. He was my hold. He was all I knew and all I had of love, and I was not going to allow that to leave me. I wasn't going to allow them to deprive this evil, disgusting, depleting world of the only good thing it had left. Humanity. Not humans, not people. But actual humanity. Something the world was lacking in great measure.

His arms were around me, and he kissed my hair gently, slowly swaying back and forth.

"You need not be sorry, you've done nothing wrong. I'm sorry if I went too fast… or if I hurt you. It was wrong of me to take advantage of the situation like that." He murmured, his hands trembling against my waist, as if I was merely a hallucination he feared would cease to continue.

I look up at him, pressing my lips to his. The ever encompassing danger that was pressing upon us, made me want him in a way I had never wanted anything. I wanted him. All of him. Everywhere that our skin and bones and flesh would allow. His tongue prodded into my mouth, and unlike other times, I allowed it. His arms tightened around my waist, pulling me tighter into his embrace. My hands lightly traced his cheekbones, and he shuddered slightly as I ran a finger down his neck,

"Tell me if you want me to stop." He whispers, his hand reaching under the back of my shirt. I only nodded curtly, before cutting off any future words with my mouth against his. This moment was so pure, so right, that I couldn't understand how it could belong to an abomination such as me. But I refused to let it end without a fight.

His hand paused on my shoulder blades, recognizing that I wasn't wearing, nor had I ever worn, a bra. He pulled away, leaving me anxious to know why. His face was filled with a childlike excitement as he grabbed my left hand and quickly led me down their hallway. We stopped in the room that he and Yuka shared, and he kissed me once more, with a ferocity that lit a fire within me that burned with more brightness than any fire could ever possess. It was as if something inside me was awakening, as if I was alive for the first time in so long. Kohta was reviving me, and I was becoming a part of him.

He pulled me to the floor with him, gently pulling my shirt over my head. I cautiously pressed my tongue into his mouth, and felt his eyebrows raise with surprise. His tongue gently prods mine, guiding it gently in out mouths, and a gentle rhythm of tongues and lips began. It was a hypnotic beat that kept us intwined closer and closer as the night sky grew darker. His hands cupped my breasts, prodding and squeezing them in ways that made me melt. His lips never left mine, and several moans were released into his mouth.

He pulled his own shirt over his head, and then guided my hand to his lowers, and I could feel a firmness through the fabric of his pants. He exhaled laboriously, and I turned my head to the side confused by the hardness of this area. He slowly pulled down his pants, and then removed them entirely.

AN: I'm not sure whether to detail what happens next in the following chapter, or just have it… continue after. Thoughts?