Oh, I know you didn't. ... You know I'd double-kill you if you played with me like that a second time.

( she wouldn't. she'd cry and cry and cry some more, except this time aoi- and akane- would know exactly why, and they both know that somehow aoi knowing is even worse.

much worse.

she lets him drape across her as always, huffing as per tradition rather than any real annoyance- in fact, if he tried to leave she'd stop him. but... )

... A kiss under the mistletoe sounds nice, but... I want it to be real, not because of some supernatural. You know?