Keitaro watched the sunset, along with the angel that laid beside him. They were on the roof, basking in the fading light and in each other's company. He sighed at the perfect moment that they shared, it was a romantic moment that he'd often dream about... And yet, he'd always had a different person in mind in his dreams... Funny, the person that he was with now was the person he'd least expect to to spend a romantic moment with... And yet, they had spent many romantic moments in the scant few days they've known of the other's love. All the other girls were out now. Keitaro claimed that he had some managerial duties to finish so that he could stay behind. One of the other girls also stayed behind, claiming that she would like to help with the repairs and such. Most of the girls exclaimed at this, the resident fox even made a little implication about the closeness of the two staying behind. If only she knew how accurate she really was....
Keitaro was snapped out of his reverie by a slender hand moving across his chest, then upwards to his cheek. He found his face being tilted to the direction of his love. The girl pressed her lips against his. Keitaro moved his hand upwards to meet with the one on his cheek, the kissing became more intense. His tongue had found itself meeting with hers, they savored each other's taste. Before he knew it, he was straddled by the girl, her raven hair slightly tickling his face. His hands moved upwards brushing past the girl's cheeks and ending up behind her neck, he pulled her down further add pressure to the already heavy kiss. The girl moaned at the intensity of the situation. Finally, the lack of oxygen had gotten to the two, and they had to pull away. A string of saliva hung between their lips, it broke as soon as it formed. They drew in heavy breaths, their cheeks were pink with exertion and the slight shyness. They stared at into the other's eyes for what seemed like forever, in reality, it was only 2 or so minutes. One of Keitaro's hands moved downwards from her neck and started to play with her dead-strait raven hair, still not breaking eye contact. The dark haired girl smiled at him and put her hand on his forehead, moving his bangs upwards.
"I love you. You know that, Keitaro Urashima?" Said the girl quietly, adding the "Urashima" part jokingly.
"I love you to, Motoko Aoyama." Keitaro said, reciprocating the joke....