Teenage sweethearts? Meet cute? Two people stuck in a taxi? Whatever trope this fits into

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Sakura held her bag close to her, her brown eyes staring into the distance as she wandered through the bustling crowd, her heels clacking on the pavement as she sighed wearily. She needed a break, she needed relief, adulting was becoming too much of a burden for her to cope anymore. She just wanted some form of peace, maybe it was time she booked a holiday or a small break. Another long shift had finally come to another end, mentoring, educating and guiding students into preparing for the world and entering adulthood, of all her many grades and achievements, she had chosen to become a teacher. She could have chosen a multitude of career paths, a varied form of income and still made a decent income, but she chose education. Not something her friends had ever seen her considering, she was a highly intelligent individual with many skills. She loved helping others and often participated in activism, she had worked at many forms of employment for experience before this one. She could help shape the future of others and help them realise their potential, helping them find the future that best suited them. Of course the job came with hurdles she was more than prepared for, she was more than used to some of her students idolising her and some even had crushes, but she knew when to set clear boundaries. During the formative adolescence, developing an attraction to a mentor figure or someone emotionally mature was expected. But she as an adult had to ensure no lines were crossed and students were handled with caution.

When she wasn't working at her job, in her free time she still took part in homemade cosplay, she still cared for her pet dogs. She loved attending comic conventions, meeting her idols, going to concerts and more. As well as enjoying cooking and had a rather extensive collection of BL Manga and Yuri Manga. She had fully embraced that she was a nerd and had no shame of the fact, it was no secret to her friends she was a fujoshi, even Alfred and Feliciano still teased her about it. She still communicated with many of her friends from high school, despite them all finding alternate paths.

Alfred Jones, an American exchange student who was even nerdier than she was. He had always enjoyed being a leader, being the voice of reason and showing off to others, even at the risk of being obnoxious. He now worked in a comic book shop, as well as running his own Youtube channel, he made a steady income. Sakura admired his works and even followed his content, he was also especially popular with her students too.

Matthew Jones was Alfred's younger brother, he was very skilled in horticulture, he had his own farm, could drive a tractor and worked in farmers markets. He was the most mellow and down to earth of the twin brothers, but he was also passive aggressive and had better boundaries around his brothers. Refusing to be blamed for his issues and calling his brother out on being a jerk. She often helped him on said farm when she could and they maintained a healthy friendship. She was able to gain a lot of free produce from him when she was low on money, helping with her bills. She had even stayed at his many times as a holiday and found it relaxing. He'd visited her in return when he needed relief from his brother.

Her half sister Yue was surprised she chose to become a teacher, but was proud of her for her achievements. Wondering what her adopted sister would do as a career, and was surprised that she chose education. But of all the faces she never forgot, Arthur Kirkland was the most important. They had bonded very quickly and developed a very strong emotional relationship with one another from their first meeting. Despite the frustrations of her sister and one sided crush of Alfred, he knew he could never compare to Arthur. She and Arthur had always been close, they shared a very special relationship to one another. She always had a crush on him, letting her sample cookies she made, showing him photography and even helping him with school projects.

While others called Arthur grumpy, old fashioned and boring, she deeply admired him, she saw things in him that others ignored or took for granted. He was a kind natured person underneath his Tsundere nature, he wore his heart on his sleeve and she teased him for it. He helped her speak her mind more and become more confident, knowing she struggled with social anxiety. He made her feel safe, calm and respected, both of them being naturally shy and awkward people. She always seemed to calm the grumpiness, helping him smile more, when his mood was sour or something was bothering him. They would converse and try to alleviate the other's problems. She would find distractions or activities that made him smile, that made him feel safe, often having secret tea parties together. She admired him for a long time, due to his intellect, patience and kindness.

But she never confessed to him, despite how obvious it was to everyone else, she held her feelings close to her heart locked away. Sending him anonymous valentines instead showing her affection. She always wondered what happened to the Englishman, what became of his future past high school. She knew he had three brothers, they were all very close despite many forms of hostility and fights between them. He had a good heart despite his flaws, he was a delinquent/Punk and a nightmare for teachers to cope with. Sometimes he would sneak out and smoke behind certain areas of school, often carrying the lingering scent on his clothes. He liked listening to punk music and sometimes he even clashed with teachers, he had a very colourful history. She was surprised to learn he even had a motorbike, which he used to get to school and outside of it too. It eared him a reputation among other students, either out of respect or concern. Daydreaming about riding on the back while clutching onto him, wondering what it would be like.

He got into fights, especially with Francis, Antonio and a few others, but somehow they always found a way to make up. He had a temper and everyone knew it, Francis often trying to keep him out of trouble. Teachers had been wary of Arthur, scared of what he was capable of, for all he was intelligent, he hated authority and being told what to do. But he stood up for Sakura, whenever someone bullied or demeaned her, he confronted them on being a jerk to a woman. When someone called her a goody-goody, when they tried to grope her or take up-skirt pictures. He'd beaten up many people on her account, saying they had been harassing her and he just retaliated. For all he himself was a troublemaker, he had his boundaries, he didn't hate people, he hated the government and corruption. He respected many of the working class and how hard people had to work for an income, compared to wealthier and more corrupt people. He was an anarchist, anti government and anti capitalism. He even controlled his temper around her, aware of his body language, tone and behaviour. He worried about projecting his anger onto her, dragging her into his issues, always being respectful around her. They found comfort in one another's company, often avoiding other people in favour of each other, actually enjoying conversing with her and finding common grounds. Supporting one another's hobbies and interests. He was a decent singer despite not participating in music classes or groups, he could even play the guitar well and many people hounded him over it. Saying that if he focused on his music then maybe he would get into fights less. Secretly a softer person that his persona would admit, he was very close to Matthew, Alfred's twin. He maintained close relationships with other classmates people never expected.

Sakura blushed, images of Arthur appearing in her head, reliving moments as if they were yesterday instead of over a decade ago. She had to be going crazy. No, she was just tired, she was reminiscing and allowing nostalgia to get the better of her. Daydreaming of bygone years, much like anyone else would. But she couldn't allow herself to fixate on the past "Iie, it was so long ago now, he probably forgot about me" she sighed, he'd probably met someone else.

Sakura entered a bar wearily, it wasn't uncommon to find fellow teachers and office workers relaxing in places like this after a long day. They all respected and understood the pressured they were under, high maintenance jobs that could be very demanding. Using alcohol to wash away their issues, to forget their worries and disassociate from reality for a brief period. She ordered herself a drink taking a hefty gulp before placing down her glass, helping her to relax and unwind, disconnecting from her work day. It had been a long time since she had been out drinking with friends, surprisingly she had always had a strong alcohol tolerance, which nobody ever expected. She had proven herself to be able to handle more than her past dates on several occasions. But she was always careful of how much she ingested, she hated hangovers and feeling sick. Teaching was always stressful as much as she enjoyed it, class preparation, exams, coursework and more. She had lesson planning and other forms of education to prepare for. As well as socialising and communicating with other teachers. The paperwork, lesson plans, disruptive students and more, some students refused to listen, enjoyed being problematic or heckling. She could become flustered even after all these years, and due to her quiet nature she could be bullied. Though some of her favourite students willingly rushed to her defence.

She'd changed so much in all the years but somehow many residual and familiar traits remained. She still kept her hair in a short bob after growing it out for a brief while, especially during college. She never felt like herself with long hair, something about it just didn't feel right, it had become too difficult for her to maintain, so she kept it short instead. She was taller than she had been back then, but she was still considered short by many. Adorning a pair of black heels, black tights, a black pencil skirt with a small slit, a black jacket which was now discarded on the back of her seat and a white button-down blouse. She had learned to develop more self confidence in her appearance and sexuality, after years of being self conscious. Though known for being flatter chested in high school, she had some pride that her breasts were at least bigger or average sized. Despite her remaining silent on the topic, she did become frustrated at other classmates teasing her about it frequently. Demeaning her, teasing her and treating her like a child, causing doubts in her womanhood. She rummaged in her back briefly, checking her makeup mirror briefly to fix her pale pink lipstick, eye makeup and other beauty products. She often wore light make-up before but loved the facial routine she used at home.

She sighed, sipping her drink again as she reminisced about old times, thinking of what could have been if her life had been ultimately different. Where she would be in her life and what her alternate career would be. Wondering what became of Arthur, her first crush, her first love. With all his talents, he could have achieved anything, she wouldn't put it past him. He could be in a band, with his musical talents, many people believed they would hear him singing on the radio or performing live at bars. Arthur had a natural skill for music and genuine passion for it. He could have gotten into politics, he could have gone into publishing or more, maybe he straightened himself out and put his younger delinquency behind him. He'd probably become unrecognisable from how she remembered him, far from the boy she remembered as her classmate. She blushed, her cheeks heating from more than just the booze. He had always been so handsome, in a boyishly charming way, he was lean, but muscular, he was never the sort of buff build that Alfred had been but she liked that about him. He was stubborn but he had good intentions, and he was always handsome, those piercing green eyes and blonde hair. She sighed heavily, she really hadn't changed at all, she thought she would have grown out of this. Here she was at twenty five, mooning like a schoolgirl over a boy she liked when she was but a teenager, would she ever grow up? Even her adopted sister was telling her she needed to meet someone new. Someone walked up to the bar from behind her, but she barely noticed.

"Excuse me mate, a pint please" a familiar voice asked.

Sakura blinked, her body turning rigid as her eyes widened, the alcohol couldn't have hit her already. But she couldn't find any other reason. No, it couldn't be? She knew that voice, it was older but she would recognise it anywhere, it had been burned into her memory. She had just been reminiscing about him and now of all times he appeared? This felt like it was from the pages of one of her beloved manga. The moment she had been waiting for since they were teens. She averted her gaze bashfully, hoping she was just daydreaming. But there he was, like someone had read her mind and sent her a blessing. He was taller, broader, he'd filled out nicely, he'd lost the babyfaced look and matured. His blonde hair was still as messy as ever, his beautiful green eyes, the same rosy cheeks. The same beautiful smile that made her heart flutter and the same accent she fell for. He was wearing a green suit and black tie, matching with his eyes, he was still as handsome as ever. She couldn't let him get away, she couldn't let this chance slip past. She licked her lips, focusing her courage as she felt her voice escape her lips "A... Arthur-san?" she babbled before she could stop herself.

Arthur blinked, confused at someone speaking his name, let alone a woman he didn't recognise. He'd bumped into many a one night stand in a pub before, and every time it was always awkward. He peered at the supposed owner of the female voice in confusion, before his cheeks flushed red in embarrassment, realising who she was. So many years had passed, so much had changed and yet she looked exactly the same as she had back then "S... Sakura?" he babbled.

Sakura beamed at him, he still remembered her after all these years, how fortuitous that they happened to be in the same bar. She had so many questions she wanted to ask him, but she didn't want to overwhelm him. Tucking a strand of hair behind her ear shyly "Hai, it's been a long time" she smiled.

Arthur coughed nervously, this was not how he expected his night to go. He'd planned to grab a few drinks, maybe get something to eat and go home, have a quiet night in. But now he wanted nothing more than to stay at this bar. Those same deep brown eyes, that silky black hair and pale complexion, bloody hell, she was even cuter now than she had been as teenagers. She was taller, but only a bit more, and she had a nice figure, puberty worked its magic. Her breasts had even gotten bigger, she was at least an A maybe an B cup in high school, now she was at least a C cup bordering on D. She was slender, pretty and damn she looked good in a suit. He felt himself panicking from shock and yet internally screaming for joy, he barely even noticed the bartender placing a beer in front of him. "I... bloody hell, it's so nice to see you" he babbled.

Arthur perched beside Sakura at the bar, slowly sipping his own beer as they conversed. It felt like no time at all had gone by, falling back into old habits like they used to. He couldn't wait to tell his friends about this, about the chances of this moment. Despite how many years had passed, the connection and chemistry remained. He'd always wondered what became of her and what choices she made about her future. "So, you're a teacher now?" he asked.

Sakura nodded "Hai, it's hard work and it comes with a lot of late nights and paperwork. I can admit the hours can be demanding and it can be exhausting. But I'm happy in the career I chose" she smiled.

Arthur was taken aback, she seemed very suited for the job but she had always assumed she would take on the world. She was always so much smarter than she gave herself credit for. "I'd always have thought you would choose media, office work or even design, you were a passionate creator and very creative" he reflected. She could have worked in advertising, she could have chosen to become a photographer, she could have any career she wanted. The world at her fingertips.

Sakura smiled, he still remembered her hobbies, all the small things that meant the most. Most people would have forgotten or never even bothered to ask "Are you a teacher too?" she asked.

Arthur blushed, he could never become a teacher, it went against his nature, he'd hated his so much he could never even consider it. They had never believed in him, never pushed him and always seen him as a failure. They wrote him up as a bad kid, saying he would always be a delinquent. The only people he liked growing up were his music teacher and English teacher, the only teachers that liked that he asked questions and showed curiosity. But he wanted to help others, help them fix their lives like he had his own. "I... my brothers helped me fix my life, I owe them a great deal. I.. I ended up leaving England for a change of scenery and staying with my brother Alistair up in Scotland. I took up law school post high school to become a Lawyer" he mumbled. He wanted to help people who made mistakes, he wanted to help people find a second chance at life.

Sakura stared, of all the career choices, she never saw him making that one. The reason why she never saw him again once they graduated was because he left the country. The fact that he left to see his brothers showed their close bond, helping him make better career decisions. "Really?" she gasped, she needed to know more about his studies, she had to admit that was very impressive.

Sakura scoffed, biting back her laughter "Alfred-san became a cartoonist?" she asked, he did love comic books, last time she checked he worked in a comic book shop. She rarely got updates on his life despite her presence on social media, due to the fact that she had a private account. She had been too busy lately to invest in any of her friend's lives. But she was happy he finally did something good for himself.

Arthur nodded, he helped suggest Alfred in his chosen career, with help from his brothers. Trying to convince him he needed to make adult choices, they found balance. "He was always a child at heart, he now does doodles for his Youtube channel, but he's also working in many companies that do animation" he laughed. He was able to do something he loved while making an income from it, but he was proud of Alfred. Sakura could help but laugh, that sounded like the ideal career for him. "Matthew became a Hockey player, he still works on the farm during quieter season and he loves the market. He's got many hobbies and interests, but I always visit his games, even when he loses" he smiled. Sakura smiled, walking down the street, alcohol in her veins, the low dim light of the streetlights, it felt perfect. There were so many stars above her and she could share it with Arthur. She would love to be able to attend one of Matthew's hockey games with him, she would love to spend any time with him. Arthur blushed, she had that dreamy look in her eye, the one he always remembered. The one where she was far away and thinking of something he could never reach. It was the look that made him fall for her in the first place.

She got so cute, she never stopped being the ideal woman for him, both emotionally and in terms of looks. The person who brought out a different side of him, who made him want to be better. Of all the one night stands he had, embarrassingly, many looked like Sakura, dark hair, petit, brown eyes, but none of them compared to her. He'd never been able to love someone like he did her, but he was probably chasing a lost dream, there was no way she was still single. She'd probably had ever human she ever came into contact with asking her on a bloody date. People hammering on her door and confessing their love to her. She probably got a boyfriend a long time ago, a fellow teacher, but he still wanted to shoot his shot. "So...did you meet a bloke? Anyone special in your life?" he asked, he didn't expect her to wait for him. He didn't expect her to stay single. He was wasting his time on foolish dreams and a girl who probably moved on years ago.

Sakura blushed, Yue had suggested arranged marriages or speed dating. Insistent that she meet someone and she finally meet a decent man who would be worthy of her. Though she tried to appease her sister to stop her nagging, she never enjoyed a second of it. Though she had tried group dates and many other forms of online dating, they had never ended well. They never seemed to share a connection and she could never see herself staying with them, so despite seeming cruel she was always honest. Her life was too busy and they never felt right, finding peace at her job instead of comfort with them. All because she could never move on from the Brit. "Iie, I don't have time for such a thing" she babbled, but then none of them compared to him, none of them gave her butterflies like he did. Sometimes you met your fated person earlier in life, sometimes you met your soulmate sooner than you would expect, and she never forgot him.

Arthur blushed, he hated to think of all the men who had been in her life, or women if she was attracted to them too "You know you had a lot of admirers, Alfred used to moon over you" he chuckled. He'd lost count how many arguments Arthur had with him, how many times he'd come close to punching Alfred for his crush on Sakura. Alfred had been head over heels for Sakura, but she ignored him or remained oblivious to his advances. Arthur knew she never felt the same way about the American, but being obnoxious and pushy he never seemed to get the message. She spent her time with Arthur, always finding an excuse to see him.

Sakura blushed, after Alfred admitted to his crush on her she felt awkward, she could only ever see him platonically. She had avoided him for weeks on end just to avoid the subject, which caused distance between them. He assumed he'd upset her or she was mad at him, to the extent that Russia and China had assumed the worst of him. She eventually confronted Alfred and told him she could never accept his feelings, that she could never love him romantically. Though he'd been deeply hurt by it he inevitably accepted it over time. She always saw him as a friend or an older brother, he was too immature for her. She loved their friendship and the fun they had together but could never date him. She never paid any attention to her admirers. She licked her lips shyly "I... I had no idea, I was... someone else was always on my mind" she mumbled. Alfred knew she was thinking about Arthur, he saw the way they looked at one another. The way she would always follow him around and had heart eyes around him. He hated to accept that she was obsessed with someone that wasn't him.

Arthur hummed, when Sakura fell for someone she fell hard. He remembered her love of fictional characters and idols in high school, of course she would project that love onto other people. "Did you tell them how you feel?" he asked, he knew that Sakura was a shy person so conveying her feelings were often difficult for her. Though it was foolish, he always hoped he was the one that got away for her. The man she could never forget, the man who helped her discover love for the first time. Sakura shook her head bashfully, she felt like cupping her face in her hands to hide the expression on her face. She tried to muster the courage within her, instead of running away like a coward. She was always too embarrassed to tell Arthur her feelings, whenever the moment came she always ran away or got too scared. "What a shame, you've always been a catch" Arthur mumbled, someone was either blind or foolish to reject her. Though he was secretly happy to know someone hadn't stolen her.

Sakura bowed her head, anxiety pooling under her skin, her stomach in knots as she felt her heart hammering. This wasn't a dream, this was reality, she would never get another chance like this. Arthur had always been charming, surely he had dated someone or had hookups in the past. There had to have been someone else who had swayed his charms before they finally reunited "Do... do you have someone special?" she asked.

Arthur blushed, as he got older he'd become more accepting and open about his own bisexuality, admitting his attraction to both genders. He'd happily experimented with his sexuality and awoken all forms of kinks and interests through it. Though he got a lot of stigma for it, he wasn't ashamed of his attractions. He'd had many love affairs, some for the better and some for the worse. "I... myself and Francis were... we had a friend's with benefits back then. But we couldn't make it work, we had too many personal problems" he mumbled. They would always care for one another, but what they had wasn't healthy, they had been childhood sweethearts but it never led anywhere. Francis still loved him but he knew Arthur would always be out of his reach.

Sakura blushed, Arthur-san was Bi? She had no idea he was also attracted to men. Her brain switching to Fujioshi mode briefly. Thinking of himself and Francis locked in coitus, the throw's of passion, between sheets. She was still friends with Francis and she would need to ask him about such matters.

"I was in love with someone else and he knew it, despite how much he tried to deny it. I wasn't fair on him and so I got close to her instead" he admitted. Francis had always known about his feelings for Sakura, and he knew he had been defeated. What made it worse was that he couldn't hate her for it. She wasn't cruel, she wasn't manipulative, she wasn't a cheat and she wasn't a bad person. She was the sweetest girl that Arthur could have fallen for. He hated that the person Arthur fell for was his best match. He hoped that Arthur would forget her and choose him but he never did, so he had to give up on Arthur. Arthur still hated that he hurt Francis, that he couldn't return his feelings any longer. But he hoped him nothing but happiness.

Sakura froze, her heart skipping her beat, hope blossoming within her, wait, was he speaking about her? Was he talking about her? She turned to face him, her eyes wide with shock and expectancy. He'd been with others, he'd had feelings for others but he had never been able to move on from her. All this time he'd been waiting for her too. Time seemed to stand still, all her hopes, her wishes, her dreams; she had spent years pining over a man she believed forgot her. She had thought he would have fallen for someone else, a feeling she had felt sick at the very suggestion of. She hadn't lost him to someone else, he was still within reach. She felt dizzy with excitement and fear, it was time to take the leap.

"Pet? Are you feeling ok? Your face is all red, should we get some water or food?" he asked? He knew she had a long day at work, she was probably exhausted, running around after students and admin work. Who knows if she had even eaten anything yet. He didn't want her to push herself unnecessarily.

He was in love with her, Arthur was in love with her and had loved her all this time. All this time their string of fate had always been connected since their adolescence. She had found her person but they were both too scared to confess their feelings. Of all the women he could have chosen he still wanted her, an Otaku teacher and a Fujoshi? A girl with an obsession of comic books and gaming? A girl who spent her time sitting at a desk and educating teenagers. She couldn't believe it. She couldn't let him slip through her fingers, she couldn't say goodbye again. She knew it would be cruel to Alfed, Francis and everyone else who had ever harboured feelings for both of them. But he was the man she wanted, he was the person she felt happiest with, the person who gave her butterflies. She gripped her hands into balled fists bravely, slightly digging her nails into her palms. "I... Arthur-san..." she mumbled, shyly reaching out to grip the sleeve of his jacket, trying to ground herself. She had to tell him her feelings, she had to tell him how long she had loved him. "I... ever since high school...I..." she swallowed "Aishiteru Yo" she mumbled, that feeling had never changed, she had always been a hopeless romantic.

Arthur blinked, slowly processing her words and the look of embarrassment on her face, before his entire face turned red, small puffs of steam appearing from his head. He didn't think this night could go as perfectly as it had, so surprising and yet so idyllic. A woman with such a huge heart, his heart leaping and happiness filling him. He swore he was never going to let her run away from him again, he'd follow her to the ends of the earth. Sakura was in love with him? All this time after all these years he could have confessed to her? He felt like such a bloody idiot, he could have chased her up and she would have felt the same.

He knew his brothers and Francis would tear him a new one for this, never having the courage to find her and when he did she had been the one to confess. He'd been such a daft twat, he wasted so much time instead of seeking her out. But this would make a funny story later, in the longterm they would be able to reminisce about it. He coughed shyly, rubbing the back of his neck nervously, "I... well... the thing is pet, I.. I love you too" he mumbled. He couldn't find the words in that moment to convey to her how much he adored her. He felt like a blushing school boy again. Remembering the moment he first laid eyes on her, in that cute sailor uniform.

Sakura panicked, she felt like crying for joy. The anxiety that filled her immediately dispersed and filled with relief. Wait? All this time they had mutually been in love with one another? All the time they had spent together they could have confessed at any point? She could have sent him love letters in high school? She could have confessed to him at a festival or during valentines? They could have become a couple sooner? She felt so foolish for waiting so long to confess her feelings.

Arthur took a shaky breath, approaching her bravely, he'd been in love with her since he was sixteen, he'd waited eight years to see her again. He wasn't going to waste a moment. She looked beautiful and he wanted nothing more than to finally kiss her. He'd spent too long daydreaming about it and now he could finally experience it. Reaching out to cup her face with his hands, stroking her cheeks with his thumbs. Her soft black hair tickling his fingers, not even feeling the cool of the night air anymore, her cheeks looked like roses, her lips were soft and pink. He wasn't going to let her go home tonight, he'd never been happier to live alone, they wouldn't be sleeping tonight. His flat filled with the sweet sounds of her voice in ecstasy, teasing her relentlessly for how cute she was. "Fancy coming back to mine pet? It's a long way home and your feet must be sore from work" he offered.

Sakura blushed, the two of them behind closed doors? Pent up sexual tension? She'd heard rumours about his skills in the bedroom and she knew what a charmer she was. Admittedly she remembered finding a dirty book in his locker when she was sneaking a letter inside. She knew Arthur was more efficient in the bedroom than he was vocal about. The idea of imagining his body pressed against hers, his fingers caressing her skin, imagining him inside of her. She squealed internally with joy. She couldn't think of a better night "Hai!" she agreed, blurting out the words eagerly.

Arthur and Sakura sat quietly opposite each other in a taxi, their cheeks both flushed pink. Arthur had immediately hailed a taxi in a heartbeat, not wanting to waste time. Saying they could order in back at his flat, offering her spare clothes and anything else she may had never seen him so excited before, she had to admit it was very endearing. Holding hand across the seat as they sat in silence.

Arthur allowed his hungry gaze to roam her body, taking her in, drinking her up. Imagining her body up close, peeling every inch of her clothes off her. Watching her fall apart, drowning in pleasure beneath him. "She's like a rabbit I want to devour" Arthur reflected, ruining her for anyone else. He was a hungry wolf, starved and ready to pounce, she was the cute rabbit who fell into his path and he wasn't going to let her escape.

Sakura blushed, she could feel his eyes on her, roaming her body, making her blood run hotter. The tension in the air was so hot you could cut it with a knife, her heart hammering. She had never seen his eyes glaze over that way, his eyes dilated. She turned to face him, bravely leaning towards him, so that only he would be able to hear her, their lips nearly touching. "You... you don't have to be gentle with me..." Sakura blushed, muttering quietly "...We've waited long enough" Sakura pressed.

Arthur blushed, fuck. He had no idea she was capable of being so wanton. The way her cheeks were flushed, her eyes glazing over, the way she was looking at him. He cursed under his breath, pulling her closer to kiss her needily. Feeling her gasp, the surprised look on her face as he cupped her cheeks. He'd wanted to do this for eight years, the wait was worth all their time apart. He didn't care how pathetic he looked, he didn't care what the taxi driver thought. How could he resist her? Sakura would be the end of him. Sakura leaned into his kiss, bravely gripping his jacket with her hands, pulling him closer. His lips were softer than she expected and his kissing was as skilled as she expected. The perfect gentleman, soft and loving, yet somehow intense and passionate. She'd waited for him all this time, and now he was all hers.