Okay, so I'm back! This chapter... I hope you enjoy it as much as I did while writing it. And by that I mean, this is THE chapter. You know, the pinnacle of romance?

Okay, you get the message. But well, for the people who don't, I'll drop a warning here.

WARNING: This chapter contains adult situations! If your innocent self (or if you're underage, which both culminate to the same thing.) can't handle it, please don't read any further.

With that, I present you chapter 8! Thank you for reading and I'm looking forward to your reviews! I love y'all !

Chapter 8 : Overflowing desire

Nakamori Aoko, who had for 12 years of her life never thought of another person, had just done the forbidden.

All her life, Aoko had thought, that she had loved only one person endlessly. Then how on Earth had she let another man take her first kiss?

Actually, the bigger question, for the 17 year old girl was, why had she kissed him back?

Aoko rubbed her face, groaning in frustration. Why was her life just getting more and more complicated.

'A man you should never have met.'

Her body tingled, the effects of his touch still lingering. How could she feel so deeply for somebody else?

No, Aoko thought to herself. She could never let him take control of her. She was supposed to catch him, she was supposed to destroy him.

He was her enemy.

But deep down, the girl knew that she was only trying her hardest to convince herself, drawing her mind away from her real feelings, because this love was unforgivable.

It was wrong.

Then why did it feel so right ? Why did it feel like those strong arms was where she belonged?

She curled into a ball on her bed, pulling the covers over her small body. She needed time away from her thoughts.

Kaito sipped his coffee, remembering their momentary heaven, that he had so ungraciously shattered. It was a shame, but he had no other way. He would never use her when she was weak in the knees.

Tonight, Kaito thought, was the night of decision. He had made his mind for what he had to do, but how she responded was what determined the end result.

And he could only hope for the best.

"Aoko, I'm heading out!"

The girl heard the door shut. It was her father's night shift today, so he was leaving late in the evening,in the dark .

The entire day had passed and all Aoko did was toss and turn around in her bed. She could neither catch any sleep, nor get any work done.

Exactly what use was over thinking?

She'd apologize, she thought to herself, for giving him any ideas. And then they'd continue their cat and mouse chase, this time her getting closer to catching him.

She nodded her head. That's exactly what she would do.

"Talking to yourself is a sign of loneliness. Are you perhaps missing me, my lady?" Aoko's eyes shot to her window, where she could see a shadow.

The shadow of a man she knew only too well.

Aoko couldn't form a reply that made sense. There had been no warning.

She hadn't expected to meet him so soon.

The curtains flapped in the wind, as the window slowly opened, letting the cold breeze in.

Aoko jumped out of her bed, running to the opposite end of the room, as the young boy landed softly on the floor, without making a sound.

Her breath caught in her throat. Why was he here?

"My, are you running away from me? " He asked, smiling. Aoko didn't understand how he could hold himself so perfectly, when she was struggling to even breathe.

"After you were so intimate a few days ago too." He fake pouted.

Aoko's eyes widened. He had just addressed the matter so calmly!

"T-that was!" She screamed, stuttering.

He smirked, walking towards her, taking one slow step at time.

"It was what?" He asked, his monocle shining in the moonlight.

Aoko just kept staring, trying to get her brain to work.

Say something, dammit!

"It was nothing! Forget it!" She yelled out.

"Nothing?" He said, moving closer. Aoko took two steps back.

"Forget it?"

Aoko hit the door behind her. She looked down slowly. She smiled.

She had this under control.

She spun around suddenly, twisting the door knob, trying to pull open the door.

BAM!

The door wouldn't open, no matter how much she tried. Aoko looked up to see a hand holding the door shut.

She shivered, feeling his taller frame tower her. He was right behind her, she could feel him.

She shut her eyes, gripping the door knob tighter, in desperation.

He was too close.

She could feel him bend down, his breath fanning her neck.

Oh Lord.

"I know your secret." She heard him whisper in her ear, playing with the chain around her neck.

Aoko gasped, turning around with her arms outwards, trying to slap his away.

He caught her hand before it made contact with his face easily, without even flinching.

"How?" She said, still trying to catch her breath from the feeling his soft breath on her bare skin.

"I'm closer to you than you think I am." He whispered.

"You," she started, looking to the floor, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You said I should never have met you."

Tears dripped down on the floor. She didn't even know why she was crying, or why her chest was hurting so much.

"Then what would you do if I say I take my words back?"

Aoko looked up at the boy, his beautiful red lips curving into a smile.

Aoko started at him, her mind yelling out, she couldn't do this. She couldn't let him control her.

Aoko pulled her hand out of his grasp, hitting the door behind her, looking for something to support her.

"Leave." She whispered.

"Go away! I can't think straight when I'm with you!" She yelled out in frustration. "I'm not supposed to feel this way! I'm not supposed to say any of this! I'm not supposed to.." she said, covering one side of her face with her hand, the tears not stoping for the life of her.

"I'm not supposed to be in love with you.."

The thief's eyes widened.

What had she just said?

"I was always supposed to live a normal life. In a normal house, with a normal family. An average life, travelling with the person I love, being able to do a normal job, earn money normally. Then why.."

Both her hands on her face, Aoko hid under the mask it created. She didn't want to say any of this. She didn't want him to see her so defenseless.

She didn't want him to be here.

"Then," the thief said, breaking the silence.

"What if I told you my secret?"

Aoko looked up, the tears still at the corner of her eyes.

His secret?

He walked closer to her, and taking her hand in his, he placed her open palm on his face.

He bent his head downwards towards the girl who remained still.

"Take it off." He whispered.

This time, it was Aoko's turn to be surprised. With shaky hands, the girl lifted the tall white hat off of the thief's head, probably being the first person to unmask him.

Her heart beat rate sky rocketed. What would it unveil?

He raised his bare head up to look her in the eyes.

And Aoko saw it. She saw his face. Without a word, she put her hand over his right eye, pulling the monocle off of it.

"Ka-" she started, stopping only to take a deep breath in. For the first time in her life, the girl was questioning her eyesight.

"Kaito?"

How could that be?

Then it hit her.

Kaitou Kid had vanished for 8 years, and eight years ago, Kaito's father had passed away.

No way.

The boy looked her in the eyes, his sea meeting her ocean.

Aoko raised a hand to her mouth.

All this time,the identity of the man she had hated, the boy she had thought it was impossible to love, the boy she would run away from, the one she blamed everything on.

It was the one person she loved the most?

"Aoko.." he called, his voice a soft whisper.

All the hair on Aoko's arm stood up and a shiver ran down her spine.

She was supposed to be angry, supposed to hate him, supposed to yell and shout and slap him.

Then why was she feeling so relieved?

"Why.." she whispered, tears falling down her red eyes.

He said nothing, just stood there like a statue.

"Answer me.. Why are you Kaitou Kid?" She said.

"I found out not very long ago myself." He said, smiling sadly. His dad's intentions all along, were to keep the two of them together and he had decided, that no matter how risky it was, he would take a chance.

Let her hate him, even blame him for everything, he would take it. But the one thing he couldn't take was lying to her anymore.

Aoko turned around, crying in silence. She didn't understand what was happening.

"Go away,Kaito. I can't talk right now." She managed to say through her sobs.

"It's not supposed to be this way."

"Supposed to?" He said, spinning the girl around by her shoulder.

Was it all just rules for her?

He caught her hand and pulled her to him, holding her by her waist. She looked up at him in surprise, trying to break out of his grasp.

"What is allowed and not allowed," Kaito started, kissing her thin and delicate fingers. Aoko shuddered, squeezing her eyes shut, the feel of his lips on her fingers having a strong effect on her.

"It is decided by what you feel."

She stayed there in his arms. Even though she should have moved away, she couldn't.

"It isn't supposed to be this way. I'm supposed to be angry." She whispered softly, barely being able to conjure up any thoughts, given her current predicament.

He lifted her chin upwards, reaching out to where her lips were, caressing her bottom lip with his thumb.

"Then go ahead and push me away," he said, when there was but a centimeter's distance in between them.

"Since you're supposed to."

Kaito crashed his lips to Aoko's, in a desperate need to quell his desire. The closeness was driving him crazy, her luscious lips only fueling the fire ignited within him.

What he was doing, he had no idea, but it just felt so right.

How could he let go?

Aoko melted into his kiss, feeling herself relax. It felt so perfect, like he was the key to the lock on all the feelings she had shut away, but it was wrong.

Kaito felt her hands on his chest, anticipating her next movement.

Aoko pushed the boy off of her, still gripping his shirt in her hands.

She took in a deep breath.

This was so wrong, but God she couldn't think straight anymore.

Her mind was going round in circles, and everything just led to him.

Kaito, who thought it was all over, shut his eyes in despair. What was he going to do now?

The girl jerked her hands, pulling him with his shirt towards her. Aoko's lips made contact with Kaito's half opened ones, sending shivers down both of them. The boy's eyes widened.

What was happening?

Aoko, pulled him down with full force, not wanting to waste even a second to think about her actions.

All thoughts flew out of the window as Kaito pulled the already over the moon girl closer to him. He needed more,to feel her more, to touch her more.

Whether it was the thief or himself, Kaito didn't know and maybe it was alright that way.

He would love her with everything he had.

Aoko breathed in his scent, memorizing the feeling it gave rise to within her. Kaito's hands explored her body, tracing her enticing curves,his lips moving from hers, down her jaw, to her bare collar bone. He placed butterly kisses around them, making the girl lose her mind.

She bit her lip, holding back a moan that was threatening to leave her mouth.

Kaito pushed the girl against the wall, pulling down the part of her shirt covering her shoulder, kissing all the way from the top down her arm.

Aoko wound her hands round his neck, finding any means to support of wobbling legs. She couldn't stand anymore.

As if he realised, Kaito lifted the girl of the floor, holding her in his arms. He looked down at her, his eyes clouded with lust, something Aoko had never seen before.

And boy, it was affecting her.

A strange feeling pooled in the pit of Aoko's stomach, making her shiver with desire. She was new to feeling like this, but she didn't hate it one bit.

Kaito softly put the girl down on her bed, in between the cover that lay in a mess around her thin body. Aoko looked at the boy who put his hands on either side of her head, using the bed to support him over her. She squeezed her eyes shut, in fear.

She felt his hand caressing her forehead, playing with the few strands of her hair that fell on top of it. "Open you eyes, Aoko." He whispered. Her grip on the bedsheet tightened as she opened her eyes to look at him. He smiled down at her. She understood.

This was his way of saying, "There's no need to be scared."

He kissed her lips once again, softly biting down on it. She moaned in his mouth and he shivered at her reaction.

How many more such reactions could he extract out of her? The thought nearly drove him up the wall.

How long had he waited for this?

Kaito's fingers wandered down her torso, from the centre of her chest, to her stomach. Every spot he touched on her body, shivered under his finger and that just pushed Kaito over the edge. With the tip of his fingers, he play with the hem of her shirt, making Aoko toss under him. She was a mess, and he loved it.

Kaito lifted her shirt with one hand and kissed up her body, moving in a soft,slow motion, nearly driving Aoko crazy.

The girl reached her hand out, gripping the sheets underneath her and arching her back with overflowing desire, pushing her bare body against his soft lips.

Aoko wanted to treasure this moment , after all, how many girls were lucky enough to be able to fall in love with the same person twice?

Kaito pulled the shirt off her head and Aoko lay there in all but her underclothes and tiny shorts.

She put hands over her body, in a desperate move to hide whatever was exposed.

It was embarrassing, she was embarrassed.

"Aoko..." Kaito whispered, his hand on the hand that was covering her. She let him pull her hand away, exposing her naked body to the boy in front of her.

Yes, she was embarrassed. But if it was him, she didn't mind.

Kaito bent down, holding her hand in his and placing it on his chest. Her hands roamed his strong body, pushing open the blazer that covered it. Kaito didn't even realise when it fell off beside him, him being captivated with her beautiful body.

She fiddle with his shirt, in an effort to unbutton it, her self control and embarrassment, going down the drain.

His shirt came off and the boy looked down in her eyes that seemed to have transformed from fear into intense lust, mirroring his own.

He bent down, enveloping her thin frame with his larger one. Their bare body's touched each other, eliciting an unimaginably amazing response from both of them.

Is there a limit to how much you can love someone? Aoko thought, as cloth after cloth began leaving their bodies.

No matter how much I hurt him, or get hurt by him, I find myself far from hating him,

She threw her head behind in ecstacy, playing with his hair as he kissed her opening, small moans escaping from her throat.

Instead actually hoping that those wounds would scar like burns,

Their hot and sweat covered bodies melted into each other, pushing the duo to the edge of paradise. They were naked not only physically, but in mind, body and soul.

All the walls they had built around themselves for so many years began to fall apart one by one , exposing the feelings that were buried within them .

Aoko reached for his face, that was right above hers and she looked into his eyes, noticing a slight quiver in his underlip. He took her hand and placed it on his cheek, closing his eyes and kissing her open palm.

That way, you'll never forget me, Aoko thought, pulling his head towards hers, kissing his face, as he closed his eyes in satisfaction.

And yyou'll never be able to leave me.

Aoko curled up to the boys chest, breathing heavily, exhausted from the intensity of her own passion.

He wound his hand around her small shoulder, holding her closer to him, placing a small kiss on her forehead, before closing his eyes and drifting off to dreamland.

Loving someone so madly and hopelessly, Aoko mused, her hands on his bare torso, as she softly pulled the covers over their shivering bare bodies.

I will never be able to fall in love like this ever again.

Thank you so much for reading! I hope I didn't disappoint you. Also, writing an erotic scene without using genital euphemisms is so difficult! Anyway, looking forward to the reviews. I love y'all!