Kisshu Story,chapter 2oOoFireheartoOo
Ichigo was completely under his spell. The moonlight, the scenery, the mood. Everything seemed to fall into play as though he had planned it all to happen exactly this way. She couldn't see his face, just his liquid gold eyes, which stared down at her lovingly. Why hadn't she seen it before? He was beautiful, wonderful... the best thing for her. He was her safety belt, the thread that kept her hanging. His long lashes brushed against her cheek and she shivered.
"No. You just give me the chills."
"I'm good aren't I?" he said playfully.
"No. They're the creeped out chills."
"Not nice!" he said with a laugh. She laughed along with him, and then there was silence. Absolute silence. She stared up at him, the heat rushing to her cheeks.
"What is it, kitten?"
"I'm getting sleepy." she said. He sat down next to her, smirking, and pulled her into his lap.
"Comfy?" he asked. She laid her head on his shoulder, and the silent tears returned. Aoyama. Why all of a su