Summary: Sayaka stays late in school, so she grabbed her notebook and she proceed to indulge herself
Ship: Kirari and Sayaka
The last rays of sun were disappearing as the time goes by in the large aquarium of Hyakkaou Academy. She settles in her desk to work, again, on some life plans of persons she couldn't care less. Sayaka released a sigh almost a yawn that revealed her lack of sleep, she have been working a lot lately, thanks to her dear president.
Another sigh scapes her lips but this time a dreamy one. The president, Kirari Momobami, the love of her life, she was so beautiful and perfect that Sayaka would do anything for her because Kirari was her power of continuing being as dutyfull as she only was.
She couldn't forget how they lay that night on the lilies, the gamble with yumeko was surely what they both need to come across their feelings to one another and putting a name to their relationship.
Even though Sayaka was used to seeing the soft side of the president (her playful one but with less chances of her finishing dead as a doornail) she still daydreams of the day she could get closser to her girlfriend's heart, soul and body.
They have been dating for the last three months now, It's been some nights out, some kisses, along with... some light touches, now really it was getting dificult everytime to keep their hands off themselves. Sayaka can swear Kirari sometimes would get more excited than her.
One time, an inocent kiss that started in the middle of the room ended up with Sayaka above of her very own desk and her girlfriend hands in her thigts and going further up, if Sayaka's nose hadn't start bleeding, who knows how far they would have gone.
'I can't work like this' Sayaka lifted her head to be faced with pictures of her president. A groan left her mouth 'come on Igarashi, get it together' she tried to concentrated a for a couple of seconds and she fail.
Putting their physical business aside, Sayaka was pleased by the way they had grown. She remembers how second year Kirari would always found a little gamble to be able to touch her or see her smile (it was kind of quiky, now that she thinks about it... how heart warming) Sayaka couldn't say she didn't make up excuses to be with her president, she stayed late nights at her side after all, working twice as hard so she could get acknowledged.
Now they could express their love freely to each other Sayaka had notice how they became more mature about it ...or they dance less around their feelings. Sayaka and Kirari were waltzing one sweet melody.
Out of the blue, Sayaka got so happy imagining where would they be on a future, she couldn't picture it without Kirari 'I mean, I know I wanna marry-' she gasped as light bulb turned on Sayaka's head. She took out her notebook and opened it on the last page, she look at it, the more she did, her face was becoming increasingly red, Sayaka tremble like a gelatine.
A nervous pen wrote the kanjis for Sayaka, then it stopped, "what am I doing?" Sayaka know it was kind of wrong, at least it felt so inappropriate. The only thing she was hearing was her heart beating loud and fast while her head was spining, but somehow she finally wrote a last name. Taking a big shaky breath Sayaka saw her work. She felt tears in the corner of her eyes, she clunch the pen on her chest trying to sofocate the tiny squeak.
Sayaka Momobami was written in the page, the idea... the concept of being Kirari's in the eyes of the public was fascinating, exciting and moving. So many possibilities were opened for Sayaka's imagination, would they live in a modern house like Sayaka´s or in a traditional japanese estate like Kirari's? She wanted to go to an university so she could still be useful for Kirari so their wedding must wait or should they get it done on a summer or winter break?, What would Kirari call her, spouse or wife? 'maybe Kirai still would use some of the nicknames she uses on me-'
"Doing something interesting, my love?" Kirari's voice felt like a bucket of ice on her back, Sayaka jumped from her seat and screamed, the chair impact Kirari but she laughed "my, my, Sayaka, that was definitly a yes, let's see" a hand went reaching for the notebook and Sayaka froze 'this is the end, Kirari will break with me for being to foward and intense and a fool, what was I thinking, I'm an idiot, idiot-' Kirari's amusing face was gone as soon as her brain conected the words to make some coherecen, the light on her eyes was replaced for something darker "Sayaka-"
"I'm so sorry Kirari- I mean president, I got- I got- It's just" Sayaka thrown herself to the floor and tears were like a pool beneath her "I'm sorry... please" 'don't hate me' Sayaka felt her hair being touch "Sayaka, look at me" so she did, Kirari was kneel with a merciful face "My love, you didn't do anything wrong" Sayaka's tears were cleaned by her girlfriend's hands, they stood up and Kirari put on her weight in Sayaka lightly so she was pressed against the desk.
Kirari was trying to find the right words to not scare Sayaka in the process. She knew that even when she told her about The Bami family, she didn't escape from her side, she stayed and Sayaka was supporting her like no one else ever did.
Neither of them talked in a minute, it felt like an hour, Sayaka was looking for answers in Kirari's face, and Kirari didn't look apart from Sayaka's eyes "The thing is, don't like the idea of my family getting their hands on you, or should I say teeth" Kirari made a pause, her face was becoming softer the more she looked at her, "they don't deserve to say your name, like my lips are, you are as mine as I am yours, so" Kirari reached behide Sayaka a pen and the note book and wrote something, Sayaka wanted to look but her eyes were wonderstruck with the sight of the loveliest woman in the world.
Kirari stopped and looked at her work like if she had done the Mona Lisa all over again but better "this is more suitable" Sayaka turn a little bit, taking a sharp breath when she finish reading "Kirari Igarashi, that sounds refreshing" Kirari kissed Sayaka's tears away and her hands started caressing her waist "Say my name" Sayaka made her best efort to say the name without sounding pathetic, so she took deep breaths to stayed calm "Kirari" she did it again "Kirari Igarashi" Sayaka saw more and more blue as Kirari rested her foreheads together "Is it a promise?" The black haired couldn't resist more and pressed her lips into a kiss "Is a promise".