"I think it's time I go home," Kyouko said softly, her voice gentle as the sea breeze now curling through the shadows of early evening.
She turned toward Haruki, smiling with warmth in her eyes. "Let's go. I'll send you home."
Haruki looked at her for a moment, then nodded. "Okay~"
They stood by the car for just a beat longer, the last glimmer of golden light fading behind them.
Then Kyouko stepped closer.
Without a word, she leaned forward, and kissed him.
Haruki didn't hesitate.
He leaned in too, arms slipping gently around her waist, pulling her close.
Their lips met.
Slowly.
Then deeper.
The kiss grew warm. Passionate. Their tongues met, brushing, tasting
Soft breaths.
Quiet heat.
When they finally pulled apart, Kyouko was still smiling.
Her cheeks were faintly pink.
And her heart was full.
She turned quietly, opened the door, and sat in the driver's seat. Haruki slipped into the passenger side beside her.
The car started with a gentle hum.
