Reno - A week later

I woke when something was tickling my nose, and couldn't but help smile as I realized it was Saix's hair splayed all over my chest, neck and part of my face, his hand resting on my shoulder, his mouth parted and a bit of drool coming from the corner. I'm sure he'd be embarrassed if I told him how cute he looked drooling. After our second date had ended with me sleeping in his bed, he'd pretty much made sure that the following nights over the last week I'd come to sleep beside him again and again. Not that he really needed to convince me or anything. I liked it just as much as he did.

He had taken a liking to undressing me, even if we didn't do any foreplay after wards and ended up just cuddling up on the bed together. Didn't think I was a cuddler, but then again, Saix was the only guy who's bed I'd slept with more than once. Scratch that, a bed I had slept in period. I'd always made sure never to fall asleep after my one night stands, leaving before the cuddling could commence. This was different. With Saix I had a hard time leaving at all. He actually had to kick me out of there sometimes to make sure I got to work on time.

He was so sweet and cute and smart and beautiful... and had a stamina I sometimes had a hard time keeping up with. He was really enjoying figuring out foreplay. And I was more than happy to be the one he was figuring it out with. Sighing contently, I pulled him closer to me, scratching his scalp gently and placing a kiss on his forehead. He snorted through his sleep, leading me to grin, but then I was interrupted by... That funeral song again. Groaning, I carefully untangled myself from Saix before reaching over the side of the bed, looking for my pants and then fishing out the cellphone that of course read 'Your Fairy Godmother' on the glowing screen.

"Larxene." I murmured, sitting up in the bed and gently stroking Saix's back.

"Well, well. I guess what I told you isn't something you agree with." How did she do that?

"Are you watching me or something?" I asked, looking around the room to check for cameras.

"Reno? Who are you talking to?" Came a muffled voice behind me. I heard the bed squeak and the sheets rustle and when I turned, I saw that Saix was sitting up and eying me strangely.

I pointed at the cellphone. "Larxene. The witch." I told him before setting the cellphone on loud speaker. "Don't freak out now, Saix."

"Oh come on, you gotta give him more credit than that." Larxene said.

"Good morning, Mistress Larxene." Saix bowed respectfully at the phone, his voice serious sounding with a touch of awe.

"I like him!" Larxene exclaimed. "G'Morning to you, Mister Taylor. Is he treating you right?"

I rolled my eyes. "Of course you like him. He's a good one." I smiled at Saix and Larxene made a gagging noise in the background. "You're a mean witch." I declared.

"Reno!" Gasping, Saix shook his head at me frantically. "She is immensely powerful, be careful!"

"Don't you worry, sweetcheeks, I think I made him suffer enough." She paused. "Well, I'm not sure I did cause clearly he's enjoying himself quite a bit in 1910. Which, by the by... How's it going, Reno? Back to being selfish yet?"

I pressed my lips tightly together. "Not that I'm aware of." I told her honestly. "I'm trying very hard here, Larxene, and the life I'm leading right now is something I'm enjoying quite a bit, yo." I cleared my throat. "I wanna stay. I'll learn my lesson, I think I'm close to it. I mean... I-" I shook my head. "I get I wasn't a good person and I'm coming back to who I used to be. I was okay back then." I sighed. "But when I do learn my lesson, I'm not going through that painting."

I heard a gasp and glanced at Saix, who blushed and sent me a sheepish smile. "Just...glad to hear it, I guess. Sorry. Go on."

"Gosh you two are cute." Larxene said. "Anyways. Okay. That sounds fair. You're almost there, Reno. But consider that done. When the curse is broken, you won't need to go back through the painting. You can stay in 1910."

My eyes widened and I looked at Saix. "You're not kidding, right?" I asked carefully.

"Witches don't kid, Reno." I frowned, wondering if that was truth but didn't want to think about that too long since... I could stay. Right here, with Saix. Right? Did Saix want me to be in his life? "I can hear both your thoughts. That's how loud you're thinking. I'm gonna hang up and let you two talk. Bye boys!" Click.

Saix looked a bit green at that thought and he shook his head. "She can't really...hear my thoughts, can she?" The blanket was draped across his lap and he was leaning forward and resting his arms on his knees.

"No." I wasn't sure, but... I'd rather believe she couldn't. "And if she could, she wouldn't read yours. She's a good witch." That was hard to get out, but it was true. Larxene clearly didn't operate for the evil. "So, ehm..." Biting my lip, I set the phone down and then shuffled closer to him. "I'm staying..." I murmured, letting my eyes scan over his face, trying to read his expression.

He smiled at me and said, "I am very glad that you are. I didn't want you to go, but it would be selfish of me to keep you behind when you were trying to make it home. But now," His gaze softened, "this is your home."

"Yeah?" I whispered, reaching out to tuck his hair behind his ear, leaning in close. "I'm glad too..." I said against his lips, appreciating the softness of them. "Will you be my home?" I asked tentatively, not quite sure how you asked someone to move in with them. I'd never gotten to this step of a relationship and I was nervous. But the good kind. I hoped he felt the same about me the way I did about him. 1910 could only be my home if Saix would have me.

"If that means that you will continue to be here with me always, then yes. This is our home." Chuckling against my lips, Saix pressed back and pulled me closer so that he could lay back on the bed, me on top of him.

Settling onto him, I hummed against his lips. "Our sounds nice..." I breathed, kissing him slowly, lovingly and with extra care and attention as I really needed him to feel what I felt. "You bring out the best in me, Saix." He moaned softly, his legs parting so he could wrap them around my waist, pressing me down so our stiff cocks could rub together, what with us always sleeping naked. He was getting a lot less shy. Still could be, but that definitely was a bit smothered when he was very horny. It was so hot... The way his body moved beneath me, his hands impatiently pressing, pulling and tugging, telling me he needed more. His feverish kiss driving me completely mad and setting my body on fire. Moaning loudly as he jerked up, creating just the right amount of fiction to get me going good, I pulled away, my hips too, and glared down at him.

"We talked about this. Not yet. I'm not having sex with you until you agree to talk to me about your shop's dreams. They're not unrealistic, you hear me, yo?"

"Fine! Bloody hell, fine! We'll talk about the future." Pulling me back down fiercely, his lips crushing against my own. Pulling only a few inches away, he glared and said, "After we're done here. After...please..." Eyes hooded, he went back to kissing me, gently this time as a moan escaped him.

Pulling back completely, I sat up between his legs, pursing my lips down at him. "Okay, I got a challenge for you." I grinned slowly, reaching out to let my hands slowly move down his chest, stroking his skin teasingly. "You talk to me about the future, while I..." I trailed off, kneeling over him, my lips coming around his nipple, sucking gently while one of my hands reached for the night stand, grabbing the flagon of oil we'd left standing there.

I'd explained sex to him and he'd wordlessly put the item there just in case we'd do it. I'd raised an eyebrow at him then, now I was sorta grateful since I really didn't wanna go to the kitchen and get it. Slicking up my hands and continuing to kiss his chest and stomach all over, I wrapped my fingers around his cock, leisurely stroking it. "Start talking, sweetheart." I murmured against his skin.

"Hells, Reno." Panting and fisting the sheets in his hands, he glared at me, "How am I s-supposed to talk, now?" Biting back a moan, he swallowed. "Fine. I want a bigger shop. I need a bigger shop. More seamstresses to deal with the smaller items, more time to design better clothing." He let a long low moan escape him as I squeezed his tip. "Dammit...I want to buy out the shoe store next to me so I don't have to move...Happy now?"

"You are so sexy..." I dragged my mouth down his stomach, not pausing as I opened my mouth and swallowed his head. "Hmm..." Popping him loose, I looked up at him. "That sounds like a very good plan. You'll start on that in the following days, right? Planning?" I took him back into my mouth, swirling my tongue around him, sucking and swallowing while letting my fingers unwrap from around his base and letting one slip lower, gently rubbing it over his entrance teasingly, a soft gesture before actually entering so he knew what I was up too.

"Y-yes. Please, Reno. I want this..." His voice was weak and filled with want and and his hand coming to rest on top of my head. "I promise, just don't stop."

I licked him gently, releasing him for just a moment. "Only do it if you want it of course. But I think you do, and I know you'll do great." Giving him a smile, I then gave him what he wanted, wrapping my lips around his length again while pressing the tip of my finger inside of him.

"Oh gods..." He gasped out, not in hurt but in surprise. "Yes..." Moving his hips up, trying to push himself deeper inside of my mouth, but then moving back down and trying to push down on my finger. "I think I like this..." He moaned, his hand tightening in my hair.

I hummed around him, quickening the pace of my finger, loving the way he was writhing beneath me, not knowing where to seek more friction. His skin hot and his hands both tugging on my hair and giving me soft touches to encourage me to go on. I then added a second finger, stretching him out some more, keeping them still while he adjusted, but never stopped working my mouth down on him. When he moved down on them, I started moving and although I could wait to find the spot until I was actually buried inside of him, I curled my fingers, pressing up into his prostate.

"Ahh! Reno! Wait, not yet...oh god..." His body jerked and his hand pulled my hair sharply. Releasing my hair he mumbled, "Sorry. Too close." A thin layer of sweat had broken out over his skin, and his body was flushed a dusty pink.

Releasing him from my mouth, I kissed his stomach. "I like that you want to hold it in..." I murmured, moving my fingers again. "But I can just make you come twice, sweetheart." Moving down, I sucked him again and didn't wait for him to give me his blessing on that idea as I curled my fingers, rubbing up continuously against his prostate.

"Okay, okay, okay..." He panted out and as his hand tightened in my hair, and his moans got louder, his stomach tightening noticeably and with a shout he jerked beneath me and came.

I smiled around him, swallowing down every little bit he offered, my fingers still working him but my mouth slowing as I licked him clean. When he softened, I let him slip from my mouth while adding a third finger. "I love it when you come." I moaned softly, moving up over his body, my fingers still going. I was kneeling over him, making sure not to touch his sensitive cock yet. "Rub some oil on me, yo?" I asked softly, nodding at the flagon of oil and then at my dick.

"Yeah," His eyes were glassy and his limbs were moving slowly as he grabbed it. "I can barely move though..." Taking a deep breath, he sat up on one elbow and poured a small amount into his hand and set the oil back on the side table. He leaned forward, moaning as I continued to move my fingers in and out of him and he grasped my cock in his hand. Spreading the oil around, he squeezed the tip like he knew I liked, and continued panting loudly. "Reno, oh god...I feel so good."

I moaned loudly, my dick having felt severely left out for a moment there and now extremely happy it was getting the attention it wanted. "Yeah, so do you..." I moved up into his hand, speeding up the rub he was giving me. "It's gonna feel better." I murmured, leaning forward so I could kiss him. "You ready?"

"Yes, please." He glanced down and grinned a bit as his dick was hardening before his very eyes. "Can I really come again?" Voice surprised, but filled with lust, he kissed me back feverishly.

I chuckled, god I loved him... "I'll make sure you can." I said instead, figuring I'd tell him that later. Maybe after wards, when we both weren't so dazed and foggy headed with horniness. Slipping my fingers out of him, I settled between his hips, trapping his cock between our stomach and kissing his neck while guiding the tip of my erection to his entrance. "Kay, this might sting a bit at first." I warned before slowly pushing into him. Fuck, he was tight... My eyes rolled back and I restrained myself from shoving deep into him in one quick motion.

"Oh! Reno..." His eyes opened wide, and he winced. "Don't stop, keep going."

"You're doing good, sweetheart..." I told him breathlessly, slowly pushing all the way into him, moaning as this felt incredible... "You feel amazing." I said while giving him a bit of a sloppy kiss.

Kissing me back, his fingers wound themselves in my hair and moaned. "I really really like this..." Both arms were now wrapped around my neck and his legs were around my waist holding me inside of him.

"Kay, here we go..." I murmured, pressing my lips on top of his, keeping them unmoving while I slowly pulled back out of him and then took my time sliding back in, appreciating every sensation, savoring. I moaned against his mouth when settling into a steady pace, but then decided I wanted him to... "Hold on." Keeping him close, I rolled over and made sure to stay inside of him while he settled on top of me. "There..." I whispered, reaching up to touch his cheek. "You look lovely. I like seeing you from here." Grasping his hip with my other hand, I pushed up into him, aiming for his magic spot again.

His eyes closed and his mouth opened in a moan, as his hips started moving up and down on top of me. Moving his arms to settle on either side of my head, he kissed me, all tongue and messy. As he continued to ride me and kiss me, I felt his arms tremble as another moan was pulled out of him. God, I wasn't gonna last much longer. Reaching down, I quickly grasped his cock, rubbing him fast while meeting him by thrusting upwards while he pushed down. I squeezed him, my movements becoming less rhythmic as I felt my body started to stiffen and when his ass clenched around me, I came hard, moaning out his name. He froze, his eyes closed and his face scrunched up in pleasure and I felt the splash of his come against my stomach as he came right after me. The feeling of his walls clenching around me was an added bonus and he slumped forwards onto my chest as his arms gave out, his breath coming in pants.

I gently stroked his back with my hands, appreciating the light sheen of sweat that had settled there. "That was the best sex I've ever had." I declared, not fucking lying. I knew he sometimes worried if he was doing things right, so I felt the need to reassure him. Pushing the hair out of his face, I chuckled at the exhausted, but clearly satisfied, expression on his face.

"I came...twice." He still sounded surprised between his panting, and he kissed my chest. "I have no words to describe how happy I am at this moment, but I think that I am in love with you." Lifting his head up to stare at me with frightened eyes, he asked, "Even I must question if that is possible, or just a reaction to the incredible feelings that I have when I'm around you. Or should I acknowledge that you are the only one that I want around me."

Cupping his cheek, I kissed him softly while I enjoyed the warmth that rushed through me when hearing those words. "And I love you, Saix." I murmured, brushing his cheek. "And I've never loved anyone before. You're my only one." God, that was so mushy, but still very fucking true.

"I am so very glad that you are staying. I never want you to leave." He murmured and rested his head back on my chest. Groaning and wiggling comfortably, he said, "I do not want to move...even though I can feel you still inside of me..."

Blinking, I then laughed. "Right. Here," I gently rolled him over onto his back, pulling out of him and then groaned as I got out of bed to get us a cloth from the bathrooms sink, wetting it before returning and then cleaning him up. Once done, I kissed his stomach a few times and then came back to lie down beside him, tugging him back into my side. "I never wanna leave either." I murmured, sighing contently.

Saix - A month later

Wiping the sweat out of my face, I glanced around the store and decided that I should probably open the windows and the front door to get a breeze flowing in here. It was rarely this hot, but sometimes the sun just hung mercilessly above us and everything got warmer by a few degrees. It didn't help that there were workmen walking through constantly, measuring and banging around, trying to determine the best possible location for the double doors that I would be installing to connect my store to the space next to it.

Because of Reno's pushing and yes, because of the amazing sex that he'd introduced to me, I'd spoken to my neighbor and they'd agreed to sell their space to me. I'd been shocked. I thought for sure that they would never leave, the store having been in their family for generations. The youngest son, the one in charge at this point, had shaken his head sadly and admitted that they were not making enough to continue to run the shop on their own. So in return for them selling it to me at a discounted price, I would agree to carry shoes as part of my shops inventory. I'd been happy to agree and we'd taken the next week to arrange things with the bank.

With the purchase of that store, I'd come up with an idea for Reno to move into my flat. Because I had two rooms in my flat, I 'offered' the other room to him so that he could be my renter. To the outside world it was a perfectly legitimate excuse for him to be coming and going from my store. Although I did not enjoy him going. The flat above the shoe store was staying in the possession of the former owners as I did not have any need for it.

Mrs. Lark was going to find me a few more seamstresses to fill the positions that I would be able to offer. I'd purchased at least two more sewing machines for the store and with the extra money that I had saved up and the future orders that I'd received because of Lady Kairi's generous advertising, I'd already purchased more material to choose from. I foresaw a grand opening in another month, maybe two at the latest. Every night, I closed my shop, went upstairs and settled into the comfortable embrace of Reno. I would feel happier if his shift changed to earlier, but if I had Mrs. Lark open the shop in the morning, I could stay up and wait for him to come home, then we could fall asleep together and wake up together.

"Everything looks good, Mr. Taylor." The contractor that I'd hired to open up the wall between the stores was in front of me, looking confident. "I think that we'll have it all taken care of by the end of the week." Offering him my hand, I smiled and thanked him. He'd offered to do the work at a discounted rate if I could supply his only daughter with a wedding gown.

I'd jumped at the chance and even though the material was slightly used, it would still be more than she could have afforded on her own. And I liked doing things like that. She'd be beautiful and I couldn't stop myself from using the excess material to fashion her a child's gown for her children when she had them. Reno had teased me about being excited to design for children. It was just a little more fun, for some reason.

The next morning after I slowly crawled out from under Reno's arm, I smiled at his sleeping form. He worked so hard at the tavern, and I had been touched when he'd told me that he wanted to put our money together. It made things a little more comfortable and not so scary when I'd decided to expand. Wrapping my dressing gown around my shoulders, I went to start breakfast, glad that it was late in the morning and we could just relax until I decided to go down to the store. With even more seamstresses in my employ in a few weeks, I'd probably be able to take the occasional day off to spend with him. Smiling at the idea, I suddenly jumped as I heard the strangest noise. Music. Oh! I glanced at the phone that Reno used to talk to Larxene on.

Licking my lips and nervously picking it up, I answered it. "H-hello?"

"Mister Saix." Larxene purred. "Would you be so kind to wake your dear lover?"

"Yes, Mistress Larxene." I quickly crossed the living room, trying not to trip over my robe and pushed open the door to the bedroom. Coming to stand beside the bed above him, I bit my lip and gently shook his shoulder. "Reno, Reno! Mistress Larxene would like to speak with you." I tried to calm my breathing, nervous about why she was calling.

Reno frowned, waking. "Why?" And then he sat up, blinking. "Oh! Maybe the curse is broken?" He said happily. Although he wasn't going to go back, he had still been anxious about the curse. Needing to hear it was broken was something important to him. It would take a great weight and guilt off his shoulders. Taking the phone from my hands, he first leaned over to kiss me quickly and then pressed a button.

"Larxene?" He asked while snatching me around the waist, pulling me onto the bed with him.

"Reno." She answered, telling me Reno had made it possible for us both to hear her now. "I have some... news." I gripped his hands and held my breath, hoping that she was going to share some good news. Reno deserved some good news. "The curse is broken." She said, leading Reno to shout out in triumph, kissing me full out on the lips, even taking it so far as deepening it with tongue and all.

Humming in happiness against his lips, I pulled back quickly, and grinned at the phone. "Thank you, Mistress Larxene." I said, then went back to kissing Reno, taking a turn at deepening it myself.

"Boys." Larxene cut in somewhat sharply, leading us to stop the kiss and frown at the phone. "There's more." Was her tone of voice good or bad? "Bad, Saix."

"Don't read his mind." Reno scolded the witch. I paled. She could read my mind? AND she had bad news? This did not bode well...

"It certainly doesn't bode well. Here's the thing..." She started, sighing heavily and sounding tired. "When I pulled Reno into the painting, there was a side effect I didn't foresee and-"

"The person from 1910..." Reno murmured.

"Hmm. Yes." Larxene agreed. "The person is a he and he is the painter that painted the painting you got sucked through. Sora Kinsley. He is from 1910 and landed in 2011." She grumbled some, "I didn't know how that happened since I was very careful when I put the curse spell on you. But here is what I found out. In order to bring someone back in time, someone from the past must switch places with the one from the future. It's a rule that must be followed otherwise the balance is unsettled and things can go apocalyptic."

I gulped. "So, the person from 1910 is in the future. What does that have to do with us?" Although I had a feeling I knew what she was getting at.

"He did not deserve to be cursed like Reno did. Sora Kinsley is a good man... well, boy really. The point being is that Sora wishes to go home to his family, his life, his work as a painter. And... I cannot deny him this as he does not deserve to be punished. But in order to bring him back to 1910, Reno has to go back to 2011. It's that rule that must be followed. One for another, switching, otherwise the balance is unsettled."

Reno exhaled loudly, having been silent so far. When I looked at him, I could see he was extremely conflicted, and most certainly pained. No. This wasn't fair "This isn't fair. Reno...he can't. No." I shook my head, trying to deny what Larxene was saying as I held onto Reno.

Reno wrapped an arm around me, kissing the side of my head while shushing me gently. I felt his Adam's apple bob before he spoke. "Are you sure, Larxene? I... I don't want to leave Saix." He murmured.

Larxene winced, "I'm truly sorry, Reno. If there were another way, I would make it happen, but..."

Reno nodded. "Yeah, kay, I get it. There isn't..." He sounded choked up. "How long do I have, yo?" He whispered.

"Moon's full tonight. So be there at midnight. Cliché, I know, but whatever." Larxene said. "I put a spell on the Heffing's Manor so you and Saix can walk in without being seen or heard by the family and staff. I figured Saix might want to see you off."

I mutely shook my head, not at the idea of being there to see him off, but seeing him off in general. This wasn't fair. Not now, not when we're finally happy. I ducked my head and buried it into his chest, trying to smother the sound of my heart breaking. No work today. I wasn't going to spend a moment away from Reno now.

"Bye Larxene." Reno muttered before hanging up. There was a small moment of silence and then Reno roared out, throwing the cellphone across the room and it shattered into pieces when it connected harshly into the wall. "FUCK!" He shouted, his chest heaving and his face twisted in anger. His arm around my shoulder was still as gentle as ever though, and now it pulled me closer to him and onto his lap, plastering me against his chest while stroking my hair and hiding his face in my neck.

"I'm sorry, Reno. But I don't want you to go." My breath hitched and I squinted my eyes closed, praying that I could keep a hold of myself and not fall to pieces all over him. He would be going home to his time, his home and his life without me. There was nothing to do but just try and memorize everything I could about him.

"Don't want to either..." He mumbled and I was surprised as I could feel wetness against my neck. "But if I don't, then Sora is stuck in 2011. He wasn't the cursed one... I can't let him stay there when he doesn't want too. It wouldn't be right." His fingers clutched me tightly.

I sniffed and let out a sad chuckle. "Would that you were still cursed so you could stay here and not care. But I love you for being so noble. Even as it hurts." I could at least be proud of him for doing the right thing. What was I going to do without him? And, would he be able to be happy in that time period?

"I don't know what I'm going to do there..." Pulling back, his eyes were a bit red and he looked confused and lost. "This feels so wrong... 1910 is my home now. I... I'm not gonna be happy." Framing my face, he suddenly kissed me, desperately. "And you... I don't want to leave you behind. You're doing so amazing with your store and I wanna see how you keep it up for the next... hundred years." He wasn't very good at counting.

I didn't answer, only kissed him back, wanting to remember his taste. "I'll never forget you." Letting my tears finally leak out, I could only clutch onto him. "Reno, what should we do before you go?" Anything at all. I'd do it.

"I don't know, sweetheart..." He murmured, looking as confused as I felt. "How about we just cuddle up and appreciate that for now, kay?" Nodding, I settled against him, and tried to forget that in less than twenty-four, I'd be alone in this bed.

Reno - close to midnight

We were standing in front of the painting, my hand clasped in Saix's and I don't think I'd ever felt this horrible. My heart was breaking continuously and I wanted to try and put on a brave face for Saix and hopefully my strength could make him feel better, but that wasn't happening... Telling him things would be okay would be lying. Things weren't going to be okay.

Going back to 2011... I don't know what I was going to do or what would happen to me, but I sensed I would most likely drown in sorrow... I just hoped Saix would somehow find a kind of peace and be able to continue with the greatness that was his store. I wanted that for him, but what I wanted more was to stay here and see it happen before my own eyes, not hurt him by leaving.

I could just not go through the painting, but then I'd have learned nothing and... It just wasn't right. Sora Kinsley had a life here in 1910 that was his and I couldn't just decide to grab a hold of it and force him to stay in mine.

Eyes dull, I stared at the brush strokes and the people. "The redhead in the back... Is that Axel Griffits?" I asked, feeling the need to concentrate on something else for the moment.

I felt him nod. "Yes. He is Lady Kairi's illegitimate brother. I heard that he moved out to the country when the Lady defied her father and married someone he didn't approve of. You look a lot like him." He said dully. "But your eyes are different. Like the sky..."

Breaking down for the hundredth time today, I pulled him close, breathing him in, clenching my teeth and gritting my teeth as I felt that stab of pain. "Imma miss you so, so much..." I murmured, letting my fingers thread to his hair.

"I don't know how I'll go on without you." His shoulders shook and his arms were clutching me and holding me against him.

Cupping his face, I tilted it up so I could look at him. "Same for me. You are everything to me, and I promise you that you always will. Be it 1910 or 2011." I murmured. "There's no other." Pressing my lips against his, I let it be a soft one, trying to pour my all into it and hoping I'd remember the way he felt and tasted. "I love you, kay?" Brushing his cheeks, I nearly choked as I couldn't seem to step away. "I have to go..." I muttered out sadly, frowning.

"I love you. Forever." Pressing his lips against mine one last time, he took a deep breath and took a small step back. "Go before I don't let you." He whispered out, the tears falling behind his glasses and trailing down his cheeks.

Reaching out, I pushed them back up onto his nose properly, and then did as he told me because he was right. He wouldn't let me go, and neither would I let myself. Taking in a shaky breath, I quickly faced the painting, moving towards it. Did the oil have time to dry while I'd been staying in this time period? It seemed like so long ago when I'd come here.

Looking over my shoulder at Saix, I gave him a sad smile, feeling like I shouldn't have looked back because turning back around was just so much harder now. "Love you." I told him quickly, my face twisting in pain as I looked at the painting, reached out and then pressed a shaky finger against the signature, 'Sora Kinsley 1910'. I waited for that white burst of light, and then the way the brush strokes had seemed to liquify and melted into a spiral together like last time. Frowning as nothing happened, I pulled my hand back and then after taking a deep breath, I tried again. Nothing.

Growling in anger, I took a step away. "Larxene!" I roared. "If you're dragging this out, I swear to god, I'll bend the time and space continuum, I'll go up against magic and beat it's ass just so I can get my hands on ya and hurt ya for hurting me the way you are now!"

I yelped and jumped back as she suddenly appeared in the painting, walking in it, looking like she was made out of oil paint. Sitting down next to the still painted figure of Kairi, she waved at me.

"Congratulations. Now you've actually broken the curse." She said.

I narrowed my eyes, slowly getting back up onto my feet. "You're telling me...that this was a test to break the curse?"

"Yes I am, hence why I'm in the painting and not physically present as I'd rather avoid you or..." She waved at Saix behind me, making me realize that he was still here and I quickly walked over to him, holding onto his face, covering it with numerous kisses. "Well, he was glaring before you decided to lick his face. Point being. You guys can't try and kill me for the stunt I pulled on you." She snapped her fingers. "Would you please stop sucking face and give me your attention for one minute?"

Pulling away, Saix glared at her over my shoulder. "Hey, you...witch. Relax." Switching back to me, he smiled and kissed me softly. "I'm glad you're back." He murmured.

I chuckled and pulled him close. "I'm glad I was never gone..." I murmured.

"Alright well, while you guys do that..." Larxene's voice penetrated the sweet and loving moment Saix and I were sharing. "I didn't lie. The rule is very much true. To bring someone from the past into the future, one from the future has to go back in time, vice versa. I did lie about Sora wishing to come back to 1910 though." Listening to her somewhat absently, I stared down into his big brown eyes, smiling. "You should really thank your cousin, Reno. Without him Sora might have wanted to come back to 1910."

Wait, what? Frowning, I turned to look at the painting. "Which cousin?" I had dozens.

"Riku."

I grinned. "Kay, so Sora Kinsley is gay."

Saix chuckled. "They are together, aren't they?"

"Yes they are." She cleared her throat. "Had Reno still wanted to come back to 2011, I might have had some trouble convincing Sora to let you." She waved. "Gotta go! More people to curse, bye bye!" And then she poofed away like she had in the tavern.

"Hmmm...so." Putting his hand against my cheek, Saix turned me towards him and smiled. "I still can't believe it. You're staying..."

"I know..." I breathed, not quite believing it myself. After a moment of staring lovingly into his eyes, I blinked. "Now I'm kinda glad I didn't warn Lone about skipping forward into the future."

He blinked. "What do you mean?"

"I still got my job." I grinned.

Laughing, he leaned forward and kissed me. "Want to go home? I'm thinking we should celebrate..." He whispered bringing his hand around to squeeze my ass.

"Hmm..." I kissed him back. "I like the way you think, yo."

The End