Until the rain burns [ENGLISH VERSION]

6

February, 1990

- So... It's your birthday today and you had not told me?

Kurt and I became great friends, we even decided to share a flat so we could spend less. I continued with my photography studio and greatly admired his great ability to create music. It was fantastic and I was sure it would go far. In those months he told me everything about his band, which by the way, was called Nirvana. I saw how they changed drums several times until the arrival of Dave Grohl and I always enjoyed the company of Krist Novoselić.

- How did you not tell your little pigeon? -Krist laughed.

Kurt reacted by throwing a cushion to his head. Both Krist and Dave thought Kurt and I were together, but it was not like that. We had never kissed and it took me so long to hold my breath. Every day I felt more attracted to him and needed to have him as close as possible. I needed his breath. His lips. I needed to connect with him at all.

- Happy birthday idiot. -I hugged him.

We spent the rest of the night drinking beers in the same bar where I met Kurt again and started our story. We were talking about past anecdotes, including Kurt's and mine 5 years ago when we were about to sleep in the same room.

- Guys I'm going to smoke, I'll be right back.

I stepped out and noticed Kurt's gaze on my back.

Kurt (P.O.V.)

- He has a good ass. -Krist whispered in my ear.

- Do not be asshole.

- It's true Kurt, look at her. -Dave said, joining the conversation.

I was silent watching her walk out the door while she tossed her hair back with her left hand. She was perfect.

- What are you waiting for, Cobain?

- What do you mean?

- I do not know what the fuck you're missing the fucking time. Are you aware of how he looks at you? And you disguise very bad dude, the whole world notices that you are behind her.

- You do not know what you say.

- Kurt Donald Cobain, I'm Krist, I know you as if I had given birth you, remember?

- I doubt she'd look at someone like me... -I said looking at my beer.

- You are stupid? Kurt, please, she's hung up for you, do not you see?

The truth was that I kept thinking that someone like her could never pay attention to me, but Dave and Krist insisted so much that just by getting me left alone I wanted to prove it.

- Okay, I'm going to smoke with her and you'll see how wrong you are.

- You're both too drunk, it will not cost much. -they both laughed.

I walked to the door with a determined step, though my hands began to sweat.

Aisha (P.O.V.)

- Will you give me a quiet one, miss? -Kurt's raspy voice on my neck caught me off guard as I felt hands resting on my waist.

I smiled and turned to face him.

- What is so close? -I said, referring to his touch.

- Oh, nothing, I just wanted to make sure you heard me.

Fuck, his eyes miss me.

- I do it perfectly sir. -I smiled.

- We can talk? -he whispered again at my neck without letting go of my waist.

I nodded and instinctively, our hands clasped, interlacing our fingers. Between laughter and several stumbles due to our high level of blood alcohol, Kurt led me to the alley that was just behind the premises.

- Aisha, -he breathed a little laugh- you do not know how long I've been waiting for this opportunity alone with you. I think what I'm going to say is a product of the drunkenness I carry and the insistence of Krist and Dave to tell you, but I like you a lot. You attract me very much, you seem to me a unique and great person, you understand me in everything, you have the same tastes that I and you do not cut short to tell me the clear things. You put limits and I love that. And well, what to say ... you're beautiful and ... -he paused a little to get closer to my face making me notice his breath on my neck- God I've waited so long for this ...

- Then do not wait any longer. -I said, laying my hands on the back of my neck.

Kurt smiled and kissed me. I will always remember that kiss. It was the best I got in life, perfect, simple, unique and special. My fingers began to play with his hair and his hands clung tightly to my hip hitting me more to him. I needed that, I needed him.

Kurt came down to my neck and began to lay moist kisses and small bites along the same, which caused my fingers to grab a few strands of his hair and pull it out. In response, Kurt let out a hoarse groan near my ear and gripped my ass firmly.

- Well, it's going to be true that you have a good ass. -he said, squeezing it with his hands.

Our lips melted again, this time with more desire and more passion accumulated. Alcohol was doing its job well and we were getting to the point where we did not care.

- Let's go home. -I whispered in her ear, sticking my body to his to make my ideas clear.

I want you to be mine.