"you were...smiling..." I recounted in my head. That face, those eyes, peering into mine. I began to almost hyperventilate, I was so afraid. But of what?

The one thing I absolutely was not sure of, was whether or not he was my darling brother, or my attractive Sempai at the moment. For some ungodly reason, the pit in my stomach focused on the latter. I wanted to avoid it completely, wanted to avoid the warmth I could feel from his hands on my body, his legs around mine. Suddenly, it became clear I needed control of the situation. "why are you asking me now?" I asked as I flipped him so I was on top, grinding into HIM.

Startled didn't even begin to encompass his daze.

Setsu took over. "since you seem so ADAMENT about this whole 'you're in love with Him' thing, why doesn't Ni-San make Setsu HIS?"

He carefully attempted to push me off, but I was going nowhere. I stayed firm in my place. "I mean, why be jealous if you can't get anywhere?"

"stop it, Setsuka. I don't want to talk to you. I want Kyo-Mogami-San."

My heart quickened. His hair had fallen over his eyes, giving him a quality that could only be described as sexy. I melted inside, but tried to remain stable. The Emperor of the Night wouldn't catch me.

"you know I'm right, Ni-San. If I wasn't..." Setsu leaned in close to him so his skin was millimeters away from my lips, "...would you be trembling?"

I for one was disgusted by Setsu's actions, but who was I to tell her, my evil twin, what to do?! In fear (and a little crazed joy) I (Setsu) bent down and kissed the top of his collar bone with little haste. He jerked, clearly uncomfortable. How rude of her.

Oh well.

I felt myself get on her propaganda train. Do as she tells you to do, Kyoko! She knows what she's doing. After all, hadn't Setsu been pining for an incesuous relationship with Ni-San since the beginning? I (Kyoko) shuddered at the thought. It didn't stop Setsu any, for leaning closer and massaging Tsuruga's sensitive skin with her tongue.

Not my tongue. Hers. Good Japanese women NEVER thought of this. This was on her.

So why did I enjoy it?