Keiichi Maebara (
breaks_destiny) wrote2029-01-11 05:57 pm
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luceti.
When replying to this post please mark the date in the subject line.[Action, March 11th]
[Voice, September 8th]
[Written, June 10th]
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[ even if she knows that was partially the experiment pushing him. ]
So I guess I'm allowed to call it 'unpredictable'.
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Flowers are a pretty cliché part of wooing a girl, though. And you liked them, right?
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[ But.. well, she has to agree on the latter part - she didn't mind, not at all, and it had been rather sweet that someone did all that just for her, the way nobody had before.. ]
... Yeah, I liked them. It's not like I minded it.
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[He smiles at her, the last thing he wanted to do was force her for anything, right from the start it had been that way.]
Besides, I wanted it to be special, not just cliché.
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[ it's not a bad thing though, and it's easy to read that fact off her face - even with Ange being.. well, Ange, there's a faint hint of a smile. ]
But you can keep being that way.
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Maybe I should just give up and be straight forward if my attempts to not be overwhelming fail so much.
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unless it comes down to her own feelings, okay. and she didn't mean it in a bad kind of way, or she would have told him before. ]Being straightforward, huh.. [ what do you even mean by that, Keiichi, you have already practically confessed to her plenty of times by now. ] You mean you haven't been so far yet?
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[The smirk he displays isn't different from the one used in games when he's throwing out a challenge. Having played with him already she should be able to recognize it.]
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Somewhere deep inside her, her competitive spirit from that day burns vaguely. ]
... I would think I could take something like that by now.
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[Teasing, challenging, poking that spirit of hers he saw once. He steps in front of her confidently.]
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No, that's not what I meant! .. I'm sure, completely sure. I can absolutely handle anything you'd throw at me, Maebara Keiichi.
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[Stan ding right in front of her, with a challenging smirk and gleam in his eyes. Oblivious to the fact that they may be blocking the door, standing under its frame, or at the mistletoe hanging above their heads. Honestly... He wants to just go and kiss her. Hold her close to his chest and never let her go. When he started to realize this he thought maybe it was temporal, or misguided, maybe he just really wanted to help her in general. But the more time goes by the stronger it seems. It's almost crazy, but it's a kind of craziness he doesn't mind.
The smirk vanishes from his lips and his face gets a serious and determined look, locking eyes with her. Well, she said she could handle anything he threw at her, right?]
I love you, Ushiromiya Ange. I've loved you for a good while already and each day it just gets worse. It's not that I can't live without you, but I don't want to do so, I would prefer to not do so. And being your friend isn't enough. I want to date you as your boyfriend, hold you in my arms and show you just how much happiness you can still get from life even if the whole world goes to ruin.
[He leans forward, as if diving to kiss her, but stops, merely millimeters away from her lips. He can't help the words that come from his mouth, you passed it to him now.]
It's useless... I don't think I can move from here now unless I kiss you or you slap me.
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For a moment she seems surprised, her eyes widening, almost feeling breathless at all of it and definitely speechless. But the only thing she has to do right now is make the choice, right? And she already has - a long time ago, in her heart. She knows she loves him too, the guy who did so much just for her, one of the few who can actually make her smile and have fun just by being himself..
Part of her is still afraid, so very scared that he'll disappear or fade away the very moment she goes for it, but something in her, pushed by the mistletoe, tells her to just go ahead already and follow her heart.
So slowly she raises up a hand.. but then another, and she puts them on the side of his face so she has something to hold on, at least, when she moves slightly forward to cover the last few millimeters between their lips.
She figures she doesn't have to say anything literally just yet as an answer when it's just enough that in that moment, their lips meet. ]
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The brief seconds it takes for her to take hold of his face and move forward to allow their lips to meet turn into hours for him as his eyes go wide with disbelief. Even as he feels it, her scent invading his nose stronger than ever, the warmth of her hands holding to each side of his face, the softness of her lips against his... It takes him a second to realize that it is happening. But when he does, his arms move on their own to wrap around her and pull her close as he kisses back.
It's not his first kiss, unfortunately that one was list in a myriad of an experiment even if he doesn't regret it because at the time the feelings were real and all, but it still feels like it. And it's intoxicating, not just the kiss but the feeling of her between his arms. He's not going to be able to stop hugging her from now on, is he?]
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It feels as if the kiss takes quite a while, and briefly she does wonder and hope that somehow this moment can last a long time, so she won't have to worry about anything, nothing about the way Luceti works and people leaving. If she can just stay here like this for a while, held tightly in his arms as if to reassure her that he's right here..
After a few moments she does pull away though, if not just to catch her breath. She doesn't pull far away though to leave his arms - staying there for now is just fine with her. There's something almost a little bashful about her expression though, even if it's incredibly content at the same time, much more so than usual. ]
Ah, I guess it might have been easier to just say.. I love you too, Keiichi.
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Good to know I'm not alone in this...
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If you were alone in it, I wouldn't have kissed you to start with..
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Who knows? Maybe I've gone crazy and I'm imagining things? Hallucinations can get and feel quite real when one is expecting them with all his might, you know.
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What, you're saying this doesn't feel real? [ That sounded an awful lot like a challenge - and maybe she just likes it too, or just wants to try another time - so have another kiss on your lips as she reaches up again, Keiichi. Real enough yet? ]
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[If his previous statement didn't sound like a challenge clearly, this one does. And he happily accepts the new kiss, kissing back with delight and energy.
Yeah, one could get used to this pretty fast.]
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[ That's what she says after she pulls away again, although her face is still pretty close to his' - not that she could move far away from him while she's in his arms like this.
Her gaze drops a little after that, and her voice changes a bit in tone, more vulnerable and a little bit softer. ]
... Now.. you can't leave. [ and she says it almost like it's some sort of rule, but she's mostly still trying to convince herself that her fears won't come true. ] We did this much, so.. [ he can't disappear from Luceti, not now, not after she finally accepted this. ]
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