(A perky looking Kimeko bounces into the theater pulling a _very_ reluctant
Sakuya along.)

Sakayu: I don't know why Helm-san won't review this, I mean he likes "Bluee
Seed"
Kimeko: (Looking slightly flustered) I asked him but he only mumbled
something about having to get flame         proofing for the mail box once
"Mama's Hand" goes to the archive tomorrow. Come on Sako-chan haven't you
ever be intersted in men? (Sakuya doesn't respond and slumps into a chair)

The lights fade....

Disclaimer: *Blue Seed belongs to Takada Yuzo-sensei and a whole bunch of
other people. I'm not writing this for my health, y'know..

Sakuya: (mutters something about sharks and prefessional curtesy)
Kimeko: Shhh....

..... Their noses bumped together; Momiji pulled back, giggling softly as
she saw the deep orange blush spread over Kusanagi's cheeks. "Nani?" he
asked, embarrassed.

	"Nothing," she laughed, "but you look cute when you blush!" 

Kimeko: He does doesn't he?
Sakuya: (rolls eyes and sighs) Let me guess... He looks like Trevor?
Kimeko: ...

	He raised an eyebrow; then, out of the blue, he reached over and
began playfully running his fingers up and down her sides. "Aaahhh! Stop
it!" she squealed, slapping at his hands. "You know I'm ticklish! Cut it
out!" The young man took her laughter as an invitation to tickle her even
harder, attacking the sides of her torso with a devilish grin. Convulsing
with laughter, Momiji stepped back away from him and tripped over her own
foot. "Oh, no- Kusanagi- whoa-........!"

S&K: (snicker)

	The teen flailed about and clutched onto the collar of his shirt
in a desperate attempt to steady herself. Caught by surprise, Kusanagi
couldn't keep his balance in time. The two toppled over backwards, landing
heavily on the tatami. She was sprawled out over the floor giggling
uncontrollably; he towered over her on his hands and knees. Her protector
chuckled softly. "You look cute when you blush, too," he said softly.

Sakuya: (Looks over and notices Kimeko is making goo-goo eyes at the
screen.) Down girl! 
Kimeko: (whines slightly but slumps back and pouts cutely.)

	Their eyes suddenly locked; Momiji could see her eyes mirrored in
his slitted pupils, could see the hesitation and the love reflected there.
He leaned down and slipped a strong arm under her, lifting her up to him.
Time seemed to slow to a halt as the two young lovers leaned towards each
other. Their lips met; the teenaged princess found herself caught up in a
rush of emotions as she leaned into the embrace. She clutched at his
shoulders, drawing herself as close to him as she could. The kiss was slow
and leisurely as they savored every second of the embrace. She could taste
the salt of his skin on her lips, could feel the soft puffs of his breath
on her cheeks. After an eternity, they slowly pulled apart.

S&K: (sigh) Kawaii... (Both turn to each other and blink.)

	"Kusanagi-" the teen began, but he put a finger over her lips,
silencing her.

Sakuya: Isn't he in his twenties?
Kimeko: I suppose... He's named, "Mamoru" he could be nineteen.
Sakuya: (growls) Anything like the one I know? (Kimeko shakes her head)
Good, I suppose he's okay then.

	"Don't speak," he whispered. "I just want to look at you...." He
cupped her head in his hands, tracing the outline of her face with one
finger. "I was so scared.... during the matsuri, I mean.... I thought I
had lost you forever...." The back of his hand brushed against her cheek
ever so gently; he gave her the faintest of smiles and lightly kissed her
on the forehead. "I love you, Fujimiya Momiji," he breathed.

Kimeko: (sniffles) 

	She took his large hand in both of her dainty ones and laid it
over her heart. "I love you, too, Kusanagi Mamoru," she said. Her eyes
seemed to smile at him; she curled up next to him on the floor and rested
her head on his chest. "I wish we could stay like this forever," the
princess whispered.

	"So do I, Momiji-chan," he said, wrapping his arms around her. 

	Her fingers traced a lazy pattern over the fabric of his shirt,
brushing over the mitmas on his chest. "But we'll always have now, ne?"
she asked hopefully.

	The young man smiled down on her. "That's right," he whispered,
gently stroking her long chestnut hair. "We'll always have this moment
together...."

	The young couple sat together like that, each snuggled against the
other, until the sun began to light up the skies once again.

Lights come up....

Kimeko: (sigh) That was great! Not was WAFFy as some I've watched but
certainly in the general catagory. 
Sakuya: I suppose... I would have liked to have seen more of it though.
Kimeko: So you mean you liked it?!? (Sakuya nods) YES!!! I win the bet!
Sakuya: Bet??? What bet?!? (Kimeko decides to vacate the theater at that
particular moment.) You get back here! I know where you live!!! (Sakuya
takes off in hot persuit).

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Nice work, very touching. I'd like to see some expansion, maybe slow it
down a little to heighten the emtions a little more. You could also have
Momiji frustrated because she doesn't "know" how to kiss properly and she
gets embarressed. It could apply to Mamoru as well though.


Doug

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