Sorcha looked up at Naka and smiled. It felt good to have his arms around her after what they just shared. She pulled the covers up and looked at her room, trying to see it through his eyes. There were some dirty clothes piled in the corner, her desk scattered with papers and a forgotten Coke sitting on her bedside table. The only thing that marked the room as hers was the sword collection hanging on the wall above the bed. Well she thought ruefully, it couldn't really be called a collection, there were only three.
"I can't believe that I am finally here with you like this." When she had first started having feelings for him, she would have never thought in a million years that he would be interested in her as well. She considered herself such an awkward misfit and social oddity that she had truly thought that she would never have this with anyone, especially not someone as caring and special as her Naka was. She reached up and ran her fingertips down the side of his face and grinned as she looked into his striking violet eyes. Just looking at him made her feel "giddy" inside, she couldnt do anything but break out in a big smile.
She leaned in to kiss him, closing her eyes and enjoying the freedom to express herself in something as simple as a kiss. She thought she would go ahead and finally tell him what happened the night her mother and brothers died. He would be the first person who ever heard it besides those involved. She briefly wondered how much they really knew about each other. She knew that there was a lot of herself she had yet to share, but somehow, instead of that being a frightening thought, it was as though it just meant there was more to discover.
Grabbing his hand and holding on tight and putting her head on his shoulder she said softly,"What don't I know about you Nakata Ishikawa?"
"I can't believe that I am finally here with you like this." When she had first started having feelings for him, she would have never thought in a million years that he would be interested in her as well. She considered herself such an awkward misfit and social oddity that she had truly thought that she would never have this with anyone, especially not someone as caring and special as her Naka was. She reached up and ran her fingertips down the side of his face and grinned as she looked into his striking violet eyes. Just looking at him made her feel "giddy" inside, she couldnt do anything but break out in a big smile.
She leaned in to kiss him, closing her eyes and enjoying the freedom to express herself in something as simple as a kiss. She thought she would go ahead and finally tell him what happened the night her mother and brothers died. He would be the first person who ever heard it besides those involved. She briefly wondered how much they really knew about each other. She knew that there was a lot of herself she had yet to share, but somehow, instead of that being a frightening thought, it was as though it just meant there was more to discover.
Grabbing his hand and holding on tight and putting her head on his shoulder she said softly,"What don't I know about you Nakata Ishikawa?"