No.6 EndNezumi leant toward him. The kiss was fast and passionate. It almost phisically hurt to have him broke the contact.
"You're going to be fine." he said.
"So this time it's you who give me the farewell kiss" Shion smiled, as he always did, for years spent at the city. As he was supposed to. And wasn't strong enought to keep the smile on. "Nezumi..."
The Rat looked at him, with that clear, sharp gaze of his silver eyes.
"What are you talking about, Shion? Idiot. I'm not going anywhere." He grabbed Shion's sleeve, his fingers played on the latter's arm. "And you're" his voice trembled, slightyl, and he hated himself for that. But continued, nonetheless. "staying with me. You've said that yourself. About the summer..."
"Stupid, we'll fall if you jump on me like that!"
"Mha. Mhaahahaha! Hahahahahahaha!"
"Nothing." Shion grabbed Rat's cloak stronger, burning his face into the material. "Really nothing, Nezumi. I'm just happy."
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Of Cold and Warmth IX
"When you were a wandering desire in the mist, I too was there, a wandering desire. Then we sought one another, and out of our eagerness dreams were born. And dreams were time limitless, and dreams were space without measure."
~ Kahlil Gibran
There was little hope in the warmth of Nezumi's lips. A sliver of hope against the vice hold of the set of fingers around his wrists. Nezumi was kissing him back, eyes burning into his own and mouth moving with calculated rhythm. The expression that shaped Nezumi's features was one Shion had never seen before. He was at loss for words as his mind tried to name it. Worry? Embarrassment? Frustration?
Nezumi's fingers had gone lax around his wrists but Shion still kept them motionless despite the unbearable need to cup Nezumi's face, run his fingers in the raven locks of silken hair and let his palm brush gently against smooth skin. He desperate