Seven

  Shiraname could not sleep. Everything that happened in the snow was still fresh in the mind of the boy. Concern Nishihara for him, the delicacy in which she covered and further touch of her hand in his. At that moment, the cold and the snow did not represent anything, just the warmth of their hands together for a brief moment. The fact that she had read the letters did not matter, what really mattered was that she knew everything and wanted him to say everything that was written. That was his greatest desire, however, would have to wait for the right moment to declare.
  Not only the warmth of their hands was the boy's mind, but mostly when they rolled in the snow and Nishihara was about it. Even the wind carrying a biting cold was not able to go through them. Delicate hands on his chest and her golden gaze were unforgettable for him. The feeling that she finally feel the same as he increased the hope Shiraname, who believed that the time to be freed from whatever was at hand.

  As soon as the boy turned to the side, he felt the presence of someone else, who sought to nestle closest to him. At first he was in doubt about who it was, but soon the moonlight illuminated the face of the girl, whose body was shivering and hands were more than bleak. Shiraname kissed the top of her head and brought her closer, covering it with thick blankets that were on his bed.
  He had no idea how the girl had ended up there, but he was happy to have her around. The priestess was immersed in a profound and comfortable sleep in the embrace of the goalkeeper, however, she wakes up in the night, feeling the Shiraname face near her face. He had fallen asleep and the moonlight illuminated a part of his face. Was of extreme beauty, which would never be human, though it was even before the immortality, he was beautiful and desired. Nishihara felt lucky to have the boy's attention entirely towards her.
  Nishihara touched her lips to his chin, which was well designed as the rest of his face, but was muscular and hot, arousing the boy. The silver eyes expressed his kindness and caring for the girl, who felt weaken by looking beautiful and sweet Shiraname, which now seemed a being unreal, the protagonist of a nightmare, a beautiful and sweet nightmare.