AN: I am putting my other fanfic on a little pause. I thought of this today during class after I finished my Health Science work. Everytime I get obsessed with a pairing I have to create a little something for them~ :3

Prologue

The morning sun entered through the windows of the house that the survivors had stopped in. Most of them remained asleep, but Takashi Komuro had been awake for almost an hour. He lay on his side, watching his violet haired lover as she continued to sleep on. He smile as the sunlight highlighted her features. He ran a hand through soft hair.

He hoped that he hadn't been too rough with her the night before, though he knew she was a strong woman, he would hate to cause her any pain. Takashi remembered the first time that they had made love when they had beem seperated from the rest of the group and hid themselves in the shrine for the night. Saeko had opened herself up to him; telling him about the incident four years ago when she had brutally attacked the man who had attempted to rape her. She hadn't expected him to, but he accepted her dark and sadistic nature. He had kissed her to show her that he accepted her for who she was, and the simple kiss quickly evolved into their intimacy.

Takashi kissed her lightly on her fore head, and then he propped himself up on his elbows. At that moment she began to move. Her blue eyes opened up to him looking down at her.

"Did I wake you?" He asked her.

Saeko sat up on her knees, and the thin white sheet that had been covering her fell, revealing her nude body. She blushed lightly and reached for the sheet to cover herself again. Though she and Takashi had blseen each other nude twice the times they had made love, she still felt a bit uncomfortable. She would be perfectly fine with showing off her slim body when they would express intimacy because they would lose themselves in their lust for one another.

Takashi sat up himself; the sheet just barely covering the lower part of his body. He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss on her bare shoulder. "Don't be so shy... You're beautiful, Saeko."

The violet haired woman smiled and kissed her lover on the lips in a chaste kiss. Takashi brought his hand up to her cheek. Much to both of their dislike, the kiss lasted a short time.

Takashi sighed. He wanted to have more alone time with Saeko, but they had to find the rest of their group and go back to travel in hope of living out the end of the world. He reached off the side of the bed that they were sitting on and brought up a few pieces of their clothing that had been discarded the previous night. He handed Saeko her under garments. She turned away as she put on her clothes. She finally turned to face him again as she began to button up her uniform shirt.

Takashi made his way over to the side of the bed that she had been standing at, his school jacket in hand. He wrapped an arm around her slim waist and placed another kiss upon her lips. Saeko's hands reached up and grabbed onto the back of Takashi's red t-shirt. He moved his tongue in between her lips as a soft moan eminated from her mouth and she pressed her body against his.

A knock a the door of their temporary room interrupted them, and the sound of the group's pink haired genius sounded through the door. "Hurry up, love birds. It's time to go."

It wasn't a name that they were not used to. Takashi and Saeko had opened up about their relationship to the rest of the surviving group a while ago. Takashi's ex-girlfriend, Rei, hadn't been too thrilled when they had told of their love for each other, but she had seen the way they would act around one another and eventually warmed up to their love for one another. If Takashi was happy, she was happy.

The two lovers went to retrieve their weapons on the near by self, and then went to join the others, hand in hand.

AN: My prologues are always short. I felt like starting this off with some lovely fluff~