Yoshiki went thoughtfully quiet, focusing on the warmth of her hand. The warmth that'd be gone tomorrow... It seemed their attempts to avoid the reality of where they were had been to no avail. It really wasn't fair... but that didn't matter. Just because you did good things or stayed on the right path gave you no special immunity to the horrors of the world. Really, who was put through these things was up to whoever was doing them. It had nothing to do with karma, or fate. It's how things worked in this terrible, unfair world... It's true that life held good things too, that made the bad worth it, but he and Ayumi wouldn't get that part... It had been stolen from them. "You should cry... if you need to," he advised, since it would let off some of the pressure on her mind. It was unhealthy to hold it in...

The moment Yoshiki advised her to cry, it was like floodgates had been broken open. She was so sick of crying, because it didn't do any good, but it had physically hurt holding it in. The sobs wracked her body as heavy droplets fell. The occasional boom of thunder would drown out her wails, but she couldn't hold back the raw emotions anymore. She wasn't ready to die! And Yoshiki couldn't be either! He had been working so hard to turn his life around, and now he would never reap the benefits of that hard work. She knew life had no guarantees, and that it never played out fairly, but she had never thought it could be so horribly cruel.

Yoshiki listened with an aching heart, eyes aimed at the ground thoughtfully. He took his hand from hers, quickly moving it around her shoulders to pull her closer. He wasn't doing this for his own satisfaction... He really just wanted to comfort Ayumi. Despite all that he had been through, Ayumi still was at the top of his priorities. He knew he couldn't make this all okay, or save her... but he still wanted to be there for her as much as he could. His wounds ached at the movement and pressure of Ayumi, but it hardly phased him. It'd be sad that through all this, he'd let that be a barrier between him and helping Ayumi get through this as best as he could.

Ayumi hadn't expected him to pull her closer to him, but she instantly melted into the contact. She buried her head against him, unable to stop everything from hitting her. They were going to die. This was genuinely their last moment together, and it was breaking her heart. There was so much to do, so much to experience, but that would all be lost on them. This was as far as they could go... maybe she'd be better off not thinking about the life she was losing and just try and take what she could from the hours left. Her sobs eventually died away, the tears unable to fall anymore. Her heaving settled down, but she didn't move off of Yoshiki. "Sorry...," she said quietly, when she had finally been able to find her voice.

Yoshiki closed his eyes for a short moment as he let her cry, occasionally tightening his grip and leaning her closer. The contact somewhat calmed him down too... so he guessed it was somewhat selfish... Or maybe just something that served some good to both of them. His eyes opened, but just stared ahead. "It's alright..," he said softly, lessening his hold on her somewhat in case she wanted to pull away. He didn't want to make her feel like she had to stay there... He'd like it if she did, though.

Ayumi was a little surprised how comforted she felt in Yoshiki's arms. She felt better... safer, almost. It was just a generally wonderful feeling to be so close, even in the midst all the wretchedness of this place. Even if her heart wasn't racing in her chest and there were no butterflies, she felt content. Which was all she could ask for in these final hours. She pulled her head away a little, so she could look up at him. Their lips were close and a small thought trickled into her head. 'One last thing to cross off my bucket list...' Those butterflies she had noted not feeling began to appear, though in a very small number. She wasn't romantically interested in Yoshiki, but the fact was romance was something that really only mattered when you had time to spend together. They didn't have years, they had hours. She wouldn't even have much time to regret this, if she did do it. "Y...Yoshiki...," she said softly, feeling like she needed to ask permission before moving forward.

Yoshiki was actually close to nodding off when he heard Ayumi's voice. He glanced down, a painful jolt hitting his heart. She was close... really close. He stared a moment in her eyes, feeling his face light up, though that didn't really matter in the darkness. He finally pulled himself from his daze after a minute, trying to respond as if nothing was wrong with him. "A-Ayumi?" he questioned with a raised brow, mentally cursing at the stutter. He was genuinely curious what she wanted, though. The fact that she wasn't interested in him was well known, so his mind didn't go to those places right off the bat.

Ayumi was a bit embarrassed by all of this, but longstanding consequences weren't in question. Plus, it was a pretty innocent gesture but at the same time, it was her first kiss. And possibly last. It felt stupid not to indulge in the feeling at least once, just because she was a little nervous about the entire thing. She was stunned for a moment with use of her first name, but it just pushed her forward with the decision even more. The two of them were close, in a lot of respects. This wouldn't be such a weird jump or request. "Can I...?" she began to question, but her voice began to faze out. She was hoping she didn't have to finish the question. Knowing Yoshiki, though, he normally needed more bluntness towards him to understand.

Yoshiki just stared at her, the question not clarifying what she wanted. Kissing her was such a far-off, outlandish dream, so he'd never think of it unless told straight up. "I don't... understand," he admitted with a small frown, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Ayumi let out a shaky sigh, her nerves still getting her despite how little this may be. Of course he didn't understand the small, half question. She couldn't blame him, but at the same time she was embarrassed that she was going to have to say it aloud. Well, it wasn't like the answer would be 'no.' "Can I... kiss... you?" she asked quietly, eyes squeezing shut as she felt her entire body heat up from such a simple request.

Yoshiki's face turned a more red tint at the clarification of what she wanted. Huh? Why would-... well... it was their last night on earth. He guessed it was more of an experience thing than to do with him specifically... Still, that did little to put down his joy at this small request. He... would get to kiss Ayumi?... "Oh, ahh... I guess," he answered, starting to become worse with words as this carried on. His heart beat painfully against his chest and his face was burning, and while she couldn't see him, he was certain she could tell by his voice, if she couldn't feel his heartbeat.

Ayumi swallowed thickly, her heart pounding like a drum in her chest. She could hear nervousness in his voice, but she knew he had to want to try this. Maybe even more than her, considering he actually did love her. The thought just made her face grow a deeper shade of red. She couldn't turn away from the desire to experience this one last thing. She nodded lightly, unsure if he could even see it in the darkness. She shifted a little, so her head moved closer to his. With a jolt she closed the gap between them, pressing her lips firmly against his.

Yoshiki couldn't have prepared for the sensation he had long yearned for. It was so nice... and made a warmth spread all the way throughout his body. His eyes shut as he enjoyed the feeling of her soft lips, almost feeling like it melted his pain away. The hand around her shoulders relaxed, dropping to instead to hold her waist. If he had the use of both his hands, the other would probably be tangled in her hair. This... At least he got to do one thing he had always dreamed of, even if she didn't feel the same. It was so much better than in his imagination... but that was to be expected. He almost didn't want it to end, but it had to eventually. In the mean time, he'd just absorb every moment's bliss while he had the chance.

Ayumi's free hand managed to tangle itself into his hair, since she didn't want to rest it on his shoulder since it had been stabbed. The feeling was foreign, new, and exciting. She felt a small twinge that she wouldn't be able to explore it more, but she let that thought wash away as she let herself absorb the feeling of his lips. She eventually tugged back, face red and unsure of what she could possibly say now. Her chest heaved slightly as she felt somewhat out of breath. Not that the kiss had been passionate or deep, but it manged to leave her body working in overtime.

Yoshiki's breaths were heavier as well, his eyes focused on her. There was no doubt left in his mind... It wasn't just a crush, it was so much more powerful. He wanted to protect her... and while their deaths were imminent, he still felt like he had a chance to save her, even if it was small. It would all depend on what the killer chose to do ultimately, though. He moved his hand to the back of Ayumi's head, pulling her to his chest. He wished this didn't have to happen... That maybe if he had stayed after school to offer to walk home with her until the killer was caught, neither of them would be killed tomorrow. But ifs or buts wouldn't change anything... It was what it was. He laid his head against her's, trying to prepare for their lives to be cut off tomorrow. It felt wrong to die so soon... when they had the right to so much more. He closed his eyes with heavy thoughts, figuring the kiss would be the end of their final moments. Or at least, it felt like it tied everything up, as much as it could be, anyways.

Ayumi leaned into his chest, feeling a lump in her throat as silence fell over them. It seemed that there was nothing left to say or do... they would just keep each others company until the moment came. She was too tired to keep thinking of how unfair it all was, the possible future they could have had, or how much she still had to do. She reflected on Asuka, Nori, and Kado... Their deaths had weighed her down, their screams still echoing in her head. At least, she wouldn't have to live very long without Yoshiki. Her arm wrapped around him, holding him tightly as she tried to come to terms with their deaths. Though, even in death, she wasn't sure if peace would come.