What Allen does when he sees her is run his fingers through it slowly, his expression thoughtful when he comes to the ends. She kisses him before he can comment on it, because if she's entirely honest she's wanted to for a long time and he's alive and she's so very tired of things that escape her.
It surprises him; Rinali feels him tense and he says something muffled against her -- she thinks she hears her brother's name and that's no good, because she loves her brother but she doesn't think she could give Allen to him.
She kisses him again, harder, and he finally puts his hands on her shoulders, and then on her back, and he holds onto her like he expects her to vanish and that's just fine. That's just fine.
"Rinali," he says, or rather he squeaks, wide-eyed and staring at her like he expects stars to bloom across her skin. "Whu--"
She takes one of his hands and puts it against her throat, where the buttons of her coat are, and meets his eyes evenly.
"I missed you," she says, and squeezes his fingers. "Allen."
For a moment she's sure he's going to argue, because he's Allen Walker and about the only thing he accepts for free is food. And her brother will be upset with them both, and Allen isn't the sort of person who'd bother anyone--
And then he undoes the first button, and the fingers of his Innocence are peculiar on her skin, more like leather than flesh, and even after long minutes they don't warm to skin temperature.
"Rinali?"
She doesn't sob (but she wants to, she thinks, she'd really like to--) and throws her arms around his shoulders and drags him down.
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Date: 2006-06-03 01:59 am (UTC)What Allen does when he sees her is run his fingers through it slowly, his expression thoughtful when he comes to the ends. She kisses him before he can comment on it, because if she's entirely honest she's wanted to for a long time and he's alive and she's so very tired of things that escape her.
It surprises him; Rinali feels him tense and he says something muffled against her -- she thinks she hears her brother's name and that's no good, because she loves her brother but she doesn't think she could give Allen to him.
She kisses him again, harder, and he finally puts his hands on her shoulders, and then on her back, and he holds onto her like he expects her to vanish and that's just fine. That's just fine.
"Rinali," he says, or rather he squeaks, wide-eyed and staring at her like he expects stars to bloom across her skin. "Whu--"
She takes one of his hands and puts it against her throat, where the buttons of her coat are, and meets his eyes evenly.
"I missed you," she says, and squeezes his fingers. "Allen."
For a moment she's sure he's going to argue, because he's Allen Walker and about the only thing he accepts for free is food. And her brother will be upset with them both, and Allen isn't the sort of person who'd bother anyone--
And then he undoes the first button, and the fingers of his Innocence are peculiar on her skin, more like leather than flesh, and even after long minutes they don't warm to skin temperature.
"Rinali?"
She doesn't sob (but she wants to, she thinks, she'd really like to--) and throws her arms around his shoulders and drags him down.
Re: Also
Date: 2006-06-03 02:03 am (UTC)