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"Yes?" she asked softly. She opened her eyes slightly to look at him. She still felt like apologzing for this. SHe was scared and felt safe at the same time.

Soran looked into her eyes thoughtfully. There were many reasons not to act on his feelings right now. Mizuki's dream was one. His cautious instinct and the decision he'd made while talking to Siren were another. But to his detriment, neither of those things seemed to stop his heart from racing. His logical instincts screaming at him to STOP, he leaned down so that his lips nearly touched Mizuki's, looking into her eyes cautiously. If he hesitated another second, he knew he would change his mind. Nonetheless, he shifted forward and kissed her, dozens of thoughts and fears laid bare in his normally protected eyes.

Mizuki blinked as his lips touched her softly. A dozen thoughts ran through her mind at once about the situation, but then they were all silenced when she closed her eyes and gently kissed him back. She was timid, and slightly scared. Her mind bringing up the memory of her "dream" and she wanted to pull away afraid. But this wasn't her dream, he wasn't going to force himself on her. This was all real. This was really Soran really kissing her. He was really laying next to her, kissing her gently. Not forcefully.

So she gave in and stopped thinking...

Stopped thinking so much that everything went on instinct. She wrapped her arms around his neck bringing them closer together.


OOC:Yup, deffinatly instinct.... <_< >_>

A wave of relief passed through the rogue as she responded to him positively. He still sensed a certain tension in her, and was determined not to justify the fear she'd felt of him that morning. He savored the terrifying contact for another long moment, then his lips parted from hers. He returned her embrace firmly, resting his cheek against her hair. He'd really done it. "Sorry," he said tensely.

Soran parted from her and she almost made a move to follow him. When he held her and rested his cheek on her she became shy again and buried her face between his shoulder and neck. Even though she felt shy, relief swept her.

"Sorry," he said tensely.

"Why?" She asked him quietly.

"I'll frighten you," Soran said quietly as he held her.

Mizuki blinked, trying to think of why until she remember what she had told him. "That was a dream." She told him confidently. She hugged him tighter instantly. Words wanted to fly out of her mouth but she kept quiet. If anything, she didn't want to frighten him away.

"Just a dream... you're real. You wouldn't...do that." she said quietly.

"I might do this," Soran responded warmly, bringing her chin gently up again with his fingers and looking into her eyes testingly as he kissed her again.

"I might do this," Soran responded warmly. He lifted her chin up gently then looked straight at her, then kissed her. Mizuki blushed slightly as she timidly kissed him back. She felt safe now, no more fear.

Soran leaned back after he'd kissed her and felt himself smile subtly. "You're friend's probably missing you..or..me, by now," he said, brushing the rebellious lock of hair back again. He suddenly remembered the shoe incident. "Oh, I snapped at Rai," he pondered thoughtfully. He was so wide open that his thoughts were rolling off his tongue, something he never relaxed enough to do.

Mizuki was still blushing as he talked. She didn't want to go downstairs...yet. So she leaned forward and kissed his nose, then turned pinker and buried her face in his chest. Now she knew why intamency with Soran was so... awkward, it seemed embarassing since he's the harden rouge and she's an ex-pirate... with a kid conceived from rape.

Soran held Mizuki closer, moved by her adorable behavior, combing his fingers through her hair and down her neck absently. This felt so right, and so oddly secure. Was he really right to suspect these feelings of posing such a huge risk? "Maybe... we could stay here, for a while," he suggested.

Mizuki blinked, feeling playfull again and oddly mishchevious. She grin and poked his sides. "That sounds so, not like you." she giggled.

Soran flushed indignantly, squirming away ticklishly as he protested "Why not?"

Mizuki giggled still. Her responsiblities coming back to her but she didn't want to leave either. So, she hugged him again and buried her face in his hair. "Stay." she said quietly.