And here I leave the fragment of the novel where this kiss happens ... although a little sad D:
“I know that sort of thing! But I just worry about you. Can’t I worry about you? Don’t I have the right to worry about you?”
“Right… what are you saying, Shion?”
“You’re forcing me to!”
Shion clenched his fist and hit the bookshelf.
A mountain of accumulated books toppled over. Cravat (the mouse) squeaked and hid within Nezumi’s clothes.
“Sorry, I got too excited… I didn’t mean to yell at you like that.”
“Not at all, your excited expression is rather alluring. If the opportunity arises, I’d like to see it again.”
“Being together with you, I seem to frequently get excited. It turns out I’m such an emotional person. I even scared myself.”
“You’ve always been emotional by nature, with your emotions reigned in by your sense of reason. It’s not shameful to freely go along with one’s emotions. Four years ago as well, while you were still a No.6 elite, you complied with your feelings… and accepted me.”
It was said with a barely audible whisper.
Shion lowered his head and leaned over. His lips lightly pressed against Nezumi’s lips.
Clatter!
The sound of a book falling from somewhere resounded.
Nezumi lifted his head and asked “This isn’t a kiss showing your gratefulness, is it?”
“It’s only a good night kiss.”
“Oh… good night.”
“Tomorrow I’d like to help give the dogs a fur trim. There’s a lot of long-haired dogs, but Inukashi just leaves them there. Their furs’ all knotted. They’ll get dermatitis at this rate.”
“I just got bitten. So regardless of whether it’s long-haired or short-haired, I don’t want to hear about the dogs.”
Shion laughed and waved.
“Then good night.”
“Hm, sweet dreams.”
“You too.”
Shion disappeared behind the books. Perhaps since he wished to sleep together with Shion, Cravat burrowed out of Nezumi’s clothes and followed Shion up.
“Good night kiss, was it?”
Nezumi leaned back in his armchair and gently caressed his lips with his fingers.
“So it seems you know how to lie too.”
In an instant the hunger, the fatigue, the pain from his wound all dissipated. In its place, other feelings slowly surged forth from within his body. It was difficult to distinguish whether those feelings were sorrow or loneliness.
What was this?
Suddenly he felt warm droplets slide down his cheek. Only after quite some time passed, did he realize they were tears.
I’ve long forgotten how to cry.
So salty.
Like a soup with too much salt added.
Nezumi hugged his legs close and lowered his head. Slowly, he drank the tears that fell to his mouth.
“Right… what are you saying, Shion?”
“You’re forcing me to!”
Shion clenched his fist and hit the bookshelf.
A mountain of accumulated books toppled over. Cravat (the mouse) squeaked and hid within Nezumi’s clothes.
“Sorry, I got too excited… I didn’t mean to yell at you like that.”
“Not at all, your excited expression is rather alluring. If the opportunity arises, I’d like to see it again.”
“Being together with you, I seem to frequently get excited. It turns out I’m such an emotional person. I even scared myself.”
“You’ve always been emotional by nature, with your emotions reigned in by your sense of reason. It’s not shameful to freely go along with one’s emotions. Four years ago as well, while you were still a No.6 elite, you complied with your feelings… and accepted me.”
It was said with a barely audible whisper.
Shion lowered his head and leaned over. His lips lightly pressed against Nezumi’s lips.
Clatter!
The sound of a book falling from somewhere resounded.
Nezumi lifted his head and asked “This isn’t a kiss showing your gratefulness, is it?”
“It’s only a good night kiss.”
“Oh… good night.”
“Tomorrow I’d like to help give the dogs a fur trim. There’s a lot of long-haired dogs, but Inukashi just leaves them there. Their furs’ all knotted. They’ll get dermatitis at this rate.”
“I just got bitten. So regardless of whether it’s long-haired or short-haired, I don’t want to hear about the dogs.”
Shion laughed and waved.
“Then good night.”
“Hm, sweet dreams.”
“You too.”
Shion disappeared behind the books. Perhaps since he wished to sleep together with Shion, Cravat burrowed out of Nezumi’s clothes and followed Shion up.
“Good night kiss, was it?”
Nezumi leaned back in his armchair and gently caressed his lips with his fingers.
“So it seems you know how to lie too.”
In an instant the hunger, the fatigue, the pain from his wound all dissipated. In its place, other feelings slowly surged forth from within his body. It was difficult to distinguish whether those feelings were sorrow or loneliness.
What was this?
Suddenly he felt warm droplets slide down his cheek. Only after quite some time passed, did he realize they were tears.
I’ve long forgotten how to cry.
So salty.
Like a soup with too much salt added.
Nezumi hugged his legs close and lowered his head. Slowly, he drank the tears that fell to his mouth.
By: Marcos
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