Unrequited

Ch. 6 - Neutral Form

The two of you parted ways. Based on how long you were together and the time spent getting home, you managed to only snag about three hours of sleep. 
Dark circles had formed under your eyes and you had to yawn about every five minutes, your jaw aching from how wide and often it had to extend. 
This behavior would quickly become a pattern, your desire to be together despite not being able to drove your actions. You would meet almost nightly, living off very little sleep and small naps throughout the day. Just as your brother and Kento himself feared, you found yourself falling...and fast. 

The lack of sleep you were getting from your nightly adventures barely bothered you. Your heart wouldn't otherwise shut-up. It knew exactly what it wanted even if that meant nearly falling asleep in class.
Your grades began to slightly waver, dropping below your usual scores. You had always gotten an earful from your parents but that earful started coming more often and much louder. While you were being lectured, you would simply stare into space with a dizzy smile on your face - completely smitten. This boy had changed your biology, once not caring about love to suddenly becoming enamored with it and almost forgetting your betrothal entirely.

This particular night's adventure was a midnight trip to the beach. The moon high in the sky, signifying the night's youth. Kento had his pant-legs rolled up his calves while you were safe in your plaid uniform skirt. You were using your toes to sift through the sand and find tiny seashells, the endeavor coming up fruitless. But at least you got to hold Kento's forearm to steady yourself as your big toe pushed the wet, heavy grains of sand aside.
Eventually, your loving and playful attitude found you both drenched in saltwater after starting a splash fight. Kento's strong arms were able to pick up quite a bit of water, quickly and completely drenching you, while your own little waves gave merely sprinkles to his uniform.
You quickly became frustrated and launched your wet body onto him, his arms wrapping around you in the process as he fell back into an oncoming wave. Seeing him laugh and smile into your kiss warmed your heart despite the cool temperature of the water.
You liked that this Kento belonged to you and you only. 

You obviously had to dry off a bit before heading home, sitting on some dry sand and watching the moon rise higher and higher in the sky until it started to lower into the wee hours of dawn. Kento used his hands to prop his body up, your own body sitting between his legs with your head back on his chest. 
You tilted your head back to look at him, his jawline as sharp as a knife from the angle you held. He glanced down at you and gave a small smile, the bags under his eyes just as prominent as yours. You strained a bit, but managed to move up enough to peck his lips - tasting the saltwater from your little oceanic excursion. 

"Kento," you whispered, now fully positioning your body to face him - knees folded beneath you. He looked at you with sleepy curiosity that slightly cooled upon seeing the moonlight twinkle in your eyes. 

"Yes?" He answered to break your momentary pause, unwavered by your use of his first name. His hand came up carefully, using just his fingertips to push some damp strands of hair from your face. The touch made your face flush, almost losing your words entirely. 

"I..." You stared at him intensely. You really questioned if you should say what you were about to,  but you figured that it was worth it. "I love you." Your voice was in a low whisper. 

The two of you had only been messing around for about three months, but something in you knew. Quite honestly, it knew the minute he took charge in the closet - planting the strange feeling with his tongue. 

The color drained from Kento's face, his worst fears realized.
He loved you, too, just as deeply...if not more.
You were quickly pained by his sudden change in demeanor.