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Ameh · 08-13-2009, 09:17 AM

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Originally Posted by Antarctica!

"You don't have to do anything about it," Kiri said, sounding much more mature than she felt. She knew very well that she wanted Raiden to do something about it, whatever that entailed. But it was wrong to think that, wasn't it? Kiri did not want to force herself on him like that. Maybe... She sighed inwardly. Maybe he would change his mind. Sometime soon.

And part of her wanted nothing more than to nod and shout Yes, yes! at his suggestion. But if hoping that Raiden changed his mind was wrong, then doing that would be... very wrong? Even though it would be so easy to just lean forward again and... No. Maybe Raiden would end up liking Cela, or maybe Kiri. Or someone else entirely. And it would be his choice and Kiri would live with it in any case - although only one was what she really wanted to think about.
"I... would like to," she confessed, feeling slightly dizzy. "But I'm not going to do that, Raiden. It wouldn't be right. I..." She sighed. "It's not about the, the kissing. I like you, that's why. I like you a lot."

She gave him a final painful smile. "Don't worry about it too much. I'm... I'm not expecting anything. If you, you know, think differently one day..." She couldn't finish the thought. "Well, I... I'd want to know. But I want to stay your friend, too." She got to her feet slowly. The discussion had run its course. "Anyway... I'm a bit tired, so I think I'll go now. Enjoy the s'mores... I-I hope you'll be at the feast. Please don't be mad at me, Raiden." When she passed him, she brushed her hands through his hair lightly.

"I do have to do something about it," he mumbled as she got to her feet. He looked up at her, slightly confused. Where was she going? "You'll always be my friend, Kiri. Always. No matter anything else."

She was leaving. Raiden bit his bottom lip hard to stop himself from saying anything else; he didn't want to upset her if she was tired and wanted to go. He felt... stupid. Stupid and sad and numb and backwards and a million other things that he would have to ask someone about to make sense of.

"Goodnight." When she touched his head, he reached up and brushed his fingertips against the back of her hand before she drew it away. "What's there to get mad at you about anyway?"

He... needed to talk to Nicholai Toussaint. Or... someone. Anyone. Even Plymouth Morgan would know what to do in this situation better than he.

08-13-2009, 09:17 AM	#542 (permalink)
Ameh DIMC Boggart Join Date: Oct 2003 Posts: 29,830 x4	♥Dunkin \| Pixie's Precious Pea \| kpop goddess \| sneaky sounder \| forever slytherin♥ Quote: Originally Posted by Antarctica! "You don't have to do anything about it," Kiri said, sounding much more mature than she felt. She knew very well that she wanted Raiden to do something about it, whatever that entailed. But it was wrong to think that, wasn't it? Kiri did not want to force herself on him like that. Maybe... She sighed inwardly. Maybe he would change his mind. Sometime soon. And part of her wanted nothing more than to nod and shout Yes, yes! at his suggestion. But if hoping that Raiden changed his mind was wrong, then doing that would be... very wrong? Even though it would be so easy to just lean forward again and... No. Maybe Raiden would end up liking Cela, or maybe Kiri. Or someone else entirely. And it would be his choice and Kiri would live with it in any case - although only one was what she really wanted to think about. "I... would like to," she confessed, feeling slightly dizzy. "But I'm not going to do that, Raiden. It wouldn't be right. I..." She sighed. "It's not about the, the kissing. I like you, that's why. I like you a lot." She gave him a final painful smile. "Don't worry about it too much. I'm... I'm not expecting anything. If you, you know, think differently one day..." She couldn't finish the thought. "Well, I... I'd want to know. But I want to stay your friend, too." She got to her feet slowly. The discussion had run its course. "Anyway... I'm a bit tired, so I think I'll go now. Enjoy the s'mores... I-I hope you'll be at the feast. Please don't be mad at me, Raiden." When she passed him, she brushed her hands through his hair lightly. "I do have to do something about it," he mumbled as she got to her feet. He looked up at her, slightly confused. Where was she going? "You'll always be my friend, Kiri. Always. No matter anything else." She was leaving. Raiden bit his bottom lip hard to stop himself from saying anything else; he didn't want to upset her if she was tired and wanted to go. He felt... stupid. Stupid and sad and numb and backwards and a million other things that he would have to ask someone about to make sense of. "Goodnight." When she touched his head, he reached up and brushed his fingertips against the back of her hand before she drew it away. "What's there to get mad at you about anyway?" He... needed to talk to Nicholai Toussaint. Or... someone. Anyone. Even Plymouth Morgan would know what to do in this situation better than he.