Kokoro [Megumi Fushiguro]

Kokoro

Clouds covered the sky. Thunder rumbled in the distance. As lightning illuminated the dark sky, first heavy raindrops pattered the dusty street. The room filled wit the smell of rain.

I inhale deeply and shut my eyes. The air grows cooler, yet I am in no hurry to close the large window. A soft tap on the door breaks the silence. I do not turn around or respond.

I know it's you.

The door is gently pushed open and closed without a sound.

The specious room fills with you. Your presence, your scent...your everything. I take a deep quiet breath. We haven't been alone for so long. I've missed.

You are waiting.

I smile and close the window. Pull the curtains together.

You approach me quietly. Soundlessly.

I can feel the warmth of your body against my back. I turn around look into your dark blue eyes framed by incredibly long eyelashes. You are so damn beautiful, Megumi Fushiguro. Your embraces are firm, comforting, yet always gentle. You never let yourself go completely, do you, Megumi?

I love them.

I love you.

I bury my nose in your chest, hugging your back, inhaling the scent of peaches. You've carried their scent since you were a kid. I remember, it was Tsumiki's favourite smell. And as it turned out, mine too.

Your body tenses as I press myself harder against you but relaxes just as quickly. You gently caress my head, running your fingers through my hair. Do you like them that much? You never tell me, yet every time you cannot tear yourself away.

"Can I stay here tonight?" you mumble quietly into my hair.

You can stay forever.

"Yes."

Your lips touch my head. So nice. I want more, so I cup your face and kiss you. You gaze at me, instantly returning the kiss.

Slowly.

Deeply.

The way I want it.

The way only you can.

We kiss with complete selflessness, oblivious to everything around us. The world fades away. You ran your cold fingertips across my cheek, sending shivers all over my body. I want to disappear in you, Megumi.

When Satoru first introduced us, you seemed so cold and prickly. Not cute at all. A bold kid who would growl and nip, rarely agreed with anything and held his own opinion on just about everything. Back then you only loved Tsumiki. You were worried only about Tsumiki and listened only to Tsumiki. In those days, if you bothered to engage in a conversation with Satoru, you chose to entirely disregard my existence. You only looked, silently frowning your thin eyebrows. It made me angry. Furious. I wanted to punch you. I did. And you simply stood there, enduring it. Never once retaliating. I always wondered if you didn't like it because Satoru practically pushed me onto you two, bringing us together. I guess I'll never know.

Twelve years have passed since then.

I close my eyes, completely surrendering to the kiss. Your embrace tightens. Today you are more persistent than usual. Did something happen?

My fingers delve deeper into your hair, gently tugging at the roots, massaging your scalp. You exhale softly against my lips, and walk me towards the bed, step by step, until the back of my legs legs the solid surface.

I grab the hem of your е-shirt and pull it up slightly. Will you allow me this little liberty, Megumi?

You step back, allowing me to pull off the t-shirt and toss it aside.