rain
Every feeling that she'd forced down and to the side for the last three months had come bursting forth as soon as she'd seen him standing in the rain outside the airport, drenched from the downpour and looking as if he'd run the entire way there. (Knowing Akihiko, he probably had.) He wasn't supposed to be there, they'd talked about this. They were trying to keep their relationship quiet, out of the papers and the gossip magazines, but all those logical reasons for why he shouldn't be here were thrown to the side by the simple fact that he was.
Her feet had moved almost of their own accord, carrying her out from under her driver's umbrella, through the rain, and to his side before she could muster a single coherent thought. She wound her arms around his neck and pulled him down into a kiss, knees going weak either from the electrical charge under his skin or the intensity of his mouth on hers.
She could imagine the headlines, 'wealthy heiress has passionate reunion with handsome mystery man' or some such nonsense, and no doubt there'd be hell to pay from the Kirijo Group's executive board, who were still hoping to marry her off to one business partner or another, but there in the rain, she couldn't bring herself to care.
cylleona you might as well have just put up a fucking batsignal
