A/N: To answer Vangran's review, the epilogue will be a long conversation between Naoto and Shinji. I also recommend playing Trading Yesterday's Love Requiem as you read this chapter. It's the song that was playing while I wrote it and I think it matches this couple perfectly.

I didn't believe in love. I wasn't good with relationships. I wasn't good with people, period. That's why this whole thing hit me so hard. In less than 6 weeks, she had me throwing everything I believed in out the door.

Girls liked pushing me around. It wasn't the first time. Mitsuru did, before I left. That was a mistake, an accident. The others weren't. I'd let them do what they wanted because I thought it would never matter. It was supposed to be a distraction from everything. I was wrong. It would matter with her.

October 2

That night, she'd snuck up on me. I was cooking in the kitchen. Nothing special, just a small dinner for the dog. He was waiting by my feet, his tongue hanging out of his mouth. She tiptoed up to me, silent as death, and wrapped her arms around me. I almost fell into the open fire.

"What are you doing?!" I hissed. I'd come close to screaming at her. Close. But I was too shocked by her arms squeezing around my ribs and chest.

"Let's talk. I'll wait for you to finish cooking." Her forehead was pressed to my back, forcing her words in the direction of Koromaru.

"Ju-Just hold on a minute!" I hurriedly finished the patties, pulling down my beanie.

I'd only laid down the dish before Koromaru carried it away. He was giving us some space. He was betraying me. I had no choice, but to face her. She looked ready to pounce any minute. The effects of her stunt had worn off, but I was prepared for anything.

"Haven't you wasted enough time on me? What more do you want?" I tried my best to sound angry but I couldn't with that face.

"I love you." Her face was passive. Not shy, just serious. I nearly choked. Just, choked on air.

"What?! D-Don't tease me like that!"

"I'm not teasing you. No more jokes." She shook her head slowly, her eyes never leaving my face. "I love you."

"Stop saying it!" I clamped my hand over her mouth, looking over to the lounge. No one was watching us. They probably hadn't heard a thing. "Why just blurt out something like that?! Here, of all places?"

She pulled my hand down, holding it her chest. "We can go to my room, if it will make you feel better."

This girl was insane. My face was hot. So was the rest of me. I yanked my hand out of her grip. "I-I can't do that. I mean, you're... People are going to get the wrong idea."

"That just leaves your room then." She said it with a smile, in a playful way. She was teasing me. This couldn't be real.

"Y-You moron. I...I ain't a nice guy. I can't let you in my room. Don't you get it?"

"I know what I'm saying."

"No way. It's not gonna happen. You need to watch yourself. You can't say that kinda shit to me. To anyone. Go be with the others."

"Aragaki Shinjiro." I hadn't been able to look at her eyes at all this conversation, but using my full name had done the trick. My eyes snapped to hers. She was nothing but fire. When she spoke again, it was harder than stone. "I am in love with you. I want to be with you. If you tell me you don't like me, that's okay. We can still be friends. We won't talk about this again, but if you don't say anything, I'm going to go to your room tonight, and you will not stop me."

One... Two... Three... Four... Five... Silence. She turned and started to walk toward the stairs. "Hey! Where are you going, you idiot! Wait!" I was nearly shouting. I turned to look at the others. No one moved an inch. They either hadn't heard me or were pretending not to. I chased after her.

She was already on the landing by the time I caught up. "Stop! Do you know what you're saying, you moron? Do you know what you're asking me to do?"

Minako ignored me, almost running up the steps. She rattled the doorknob but I'd kept it locked up most of the time. She took two steps back before ramming into the door with her shoulder. "Stop that, you idiot! You're going to hurt yourself. I'll open the door. Jeez..."

I did it slowly, hoping she'd give up soon, she didn't. She walked into the room, looking around at the emptiness of it. I closed the door behind her.

"So...Happy now?" I sighed. "You're always pushing me around all the time. You're just gonna ignore what I want, huh? Yeah, well, two can play that game."

I wrapped my arms around her chest. She sucked in a breath, shocked. She was probably blushing. I'd won tonight, just by hearing that. Just by feeling the heat from her body. All of it felt great. "This is your fault, you know. I'm all confused. You're all I can think about. Damn you. It wasn't supposed to be like this."

"Shinjiro-senpai... I-"

I let go, turning her around to face me. My hands felt hot. The only part of me that still touched her. "You get it, right? Go back to your room. This is your last chance."

She stood on her tiptoes, pulling me down by the collar of my coat. She kissed me softly, pressing her lips to mine for just a second before pulling away. Her lips were a breath, just millimeters from mine. "I'm not going anywhere..."

I chuckled and then sighed. I was an old man. I shouldn't have let little girls push me around like this. "You're a real piece of work, you know that...? I ain't holding back anymore."

"Bring it on..." She whispered. Her lips crashed onto mine. There was nothing soft about this one. Within seconds, she'd already pushed her tongue into my mouth, searching, digging, begging. Her hands had moved, shoving themselves into my beanie, grabbing handfuls of my hair. She jumped up, wrapping her legs around my waist. It was all I could do to keep up.

I grabbed her thighs to steady myself, pushing her against the door. If someone was in the hall, they would have heard it. I prayed for it to be empty. Her hand reached behind her, locking the door with an audible click. We both knew where this was going. I moved my mouth to her neck, her shoulders. There would be hickeys in the morning. I don't think she cared.

"I love you." She moaned into my ear.

"Shut up, you idiot." I growled. Even with my hands squeezing her ass, she could embarrass me.

She reached down to my chest, pulling hard on my coat. "Put me down."

I did as I was told, reluctantly. She immediately unbuttoned the rest of my coat, pushing me onto my bed. I admit, I didn't see that coming."Aren't we moving kinda fast?

"Shut up, you idiot." She smiled, lunging at me. She landed on my lap. Her hands grabbed my wrists, pinning them to her chest. I shut up. Her lips were back on mine, hungry and searching.

Her grip was strong. I didn't bother fighting it. Breaking out of her grip would mean knocking her out of my lap. My fingers hooked into her ribbon, pulling it apart. Her jacket was the next to go. My fingers had ruined two of her blouse's buttons when she let go of my wrists, reaching down to my pants. She'd deftly undone the button and zipper when her knuckles brushed against my dick. She didn't stop with a brush.

I hissed. "Watch it."

"You're mine."

That did it. I pushed her over, flipping the position. She was splayed underneath me, her blouse was closed by just one button. I could already see her chest, her stomach, her underwear. Her skin was so hot to the touch. Every inch of her radiated fire. I wanted more.

I reached my hand between her legs, rubbing my thumb along the soft fabric of her underwear. She gasped and reached for my pants again but her arms weren't long enough. I'd moved out of her reach. I laughed at her failed attempt, inserting my index finger into the slit. Just a little. She was wet.

I tore at the last button of her blouse with my teeth. She'd have to fix it later. A necessary sacrifice. She wasn't wearing a bra. Did she know and plan all this beforehand? Sounded like her. I nibbled on her left breast. She squeaked, a little pain, a little surprise. I didn't stop. I moved from one side to the other, moving my tongue around the nubs. Her breaths growing faster, her moans getting louder. I pulled my teeth along her burning skin.

I could feel the moisture increasing beneath her skirt as I moved my tongue over her chest. As I pumped my fingers between her thighs. I could feel her walls constricting, wrapping around my fingers.

I moved back, kneeling before her like a knight to his princess. I pulled down my boxers with my pants, dropping them to the floor. She took off her skirt, her underwear, her blouse with the now-missing button. My beanie, her shoes and socks had disappeared long ago.

Before me sat this tiny, naked girl who'd forced her way into my room. Who I had let into my heart. She wanted me. Just me and no one else.

"Are you sure you want this? Your first time with me?"

"What makes you think this is my first?" She watched me, a smile, a challenge. I took it.

I positioned myself between her thighs. The tip of my dick just brushing against her clit. She was shaking, from my touch or from anticipation, I'll never know. One more glance, and I shoved myself deep inside her. She bit hard onto my shoulder, muffling her screams. That would definitely leave a mark in the morning. I didn't move for a minute, letting her adjust to the pain.

I moved my head back just an inch so I could look at her. Her eyes were clenched shut. She was still biting hard into my shoulder. Her nails dug into my back, waiting to claw at my skin. "Hey. Hey. Minako, look at me."

She did. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. I kissed her. Not hungry like before. Softly, with careful practice. She answered with lust. I moved my hips a little more, slowly a first, and then a little faster. She moaned into the kiss, moving her hips toward me. My hunger was back. "Harder," she whispered, wrapping herself around my waist.

The knight must always obey. I moved harder, faster, deeper, drawing more moans and more gasps. Her back arched in ecstasy. My hand ran over her stomach, grabbing her chest, heat on ice. She must've felt it. She shivered under my touch.

I could feel her walls constricting around me, squeezing me, begging me to cum. I was about to hit my limit. I could feel it. Fear choked me for a minute. Where did she want me to finish? What if I messed up now?

She was capable of reading minds. I'm pretty sure about that. "Inside." She whispered between moans. That did it. I exploded once, releasing everything inside her. I would have to clean the bed sheets later. Maybe buy her a pill or anything else she might need. All of it later.

She pulled me down to lay beside her, pulling my sweater over my head. I'd been wearing it the whole time without noticing. Seemed a little unfair after everything was over. I pulled the blanket over us, hiding her skin from the glow of the moon and the stars. She put her head on my arm, tracing the lines of my abs and chest with her finger. She kissed every scar she could find.

I didn't move for a couple minutes. Her lips were warm on my skin. Like a radiator.

"Shinjiro senpai? Are you still awake?"

"No. I'm asleep." She didn't say anything else and I sighed. "Call me Shinji." I pulled the clips out of her hair, freeing it over my bed. The pillow of it was tangled and messy. I ran my hand over the top.

"Shinji-san-" I bit her ear. "Ow... What was that for?"

"Just Shinji. None of that formal shit. You sound stupid."

She was silent for a moment, barely even breathing. I was scared that I'd hurt her feelings. Being romantic wasn't my thing. I wasn't good at it, didn't know how to deal with it. The panic was starting to build in my chest when she pressed her forehead to it. My heart stopped beating.

"You were my first, Shinji," She whispered.

I sighed again, pulling her closer. This girl drove me crazy. "I know, you idiot."