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She looked up at him in surprise, having not expect such a quick, emphatic response. "I... I was just kidding," she reassured him gently, giving his hand a squeeze. Poor guy, so starved for attention he didn't want to be alone.

"Don't worry," she murmured, leaning closer to him, "I'm not going anywhere right now." If it came down to them having to go to sleep, she would have the same problem, having difficulty sleeping with an empty, cold bed.

Rean let out a relaxed sigh after her reassurance and he turned his lips up to press againast Alisa's cheek.

"Thanks. I know this is selfish to ask but I just..."

Alisa practically chokes when she feels his lips against her cheek, her hand tightening over his, "It.... It's not selfish..." she stammered softly, face flushed as red as it could possibly get. "And... ... and if it were..."

She hesitated a moment, then slowly shifted to turn her head towards him, leaning up a little, "... I want to be selfish too." She said in a soft whisper.

Gasp! Is she actually going to be able to give Rean the kiss she wanted to or will she be interrupted? Only the Goddess ~~and coins~~ know the truth!

This time he was actually treated completley to Alisa's blushing face. It was one of the most charming appearances he'd seen her with until now. But then...then the mood changed and Rean had to swallow the lump in his throat.

"W-Well...I don't see why you wouldn't be..." He murmured as he turned his eyes over to meet Alisa half way. This was...could this actually be happening?

It could be! Sharon was nowhere near (for now), and the Goddess seemed to be smiling on Rean, giving him a bit of a break from the hell he's been through. Or maybe she was just blessing him with so much happiness that it would be even more painful when he left. Maybe the Goddess was evil in truth!

But back to the matter at hand- Alisa was blushing rather intensely, but she was definitely moving closer, little by little, the hand holding his tightening, "...Rean..." she started, th en abandoned whatever she was going to say, her lips less than an inch away from his.

There was definitely a high chance of the goddess not being a benevolent as most people made her otut to be but Rean did not want to ponder religious matters. Not with Alisa's lips coming closer and closer while he in turn leaned towards the heiress with his own batred breath.

"Ali...sa...." he answered her call, lips merely an inch from one another now. It wouldn't be the first kiss they shared but still. It was such a priceless treasure.

It was possible, yes. Not a popular opinion, in many ways, but when Sharon didn't pop up like Alisa almost expected her to, she took her chance, exhaling gently at the sound of her name from his lips.

Lips that she gently touched her own to with a relatively innocent, though no less affectionate and loving feeling behind it, her thumb gently brushing over his hand as she leaned into the kiss.

It wasn't their first one, no, but it might as well have been for how much it sent a thrill through her. And it had been so long since they last kissed, a priceless treasure was exactly what she would call it.

The moments their lips touched, Rean's senses felt as if they had exploded completely as his hand tugged ALisa even closer while he slowly almost timidly moved his lips against hers only using their pressed lips and nothing more.

A slow and low hum started issuing out of his chest the longer the kiss went but damn if it didn't feel absolutely perfect.

She remembered the last time they kissed, and this time it was nothing like then - not bad, but quite the opposite. She shuddered from the sensation, as well as the sound of that hum of pleasure from Rean. A noise that was responded to with a soft almost whimper and god damn was it amazing but it _HURT_ knowing it would end and he would leave again.

It's probably with that thought in mind that she slowly lets go of his hand in order to move both of her arms around him, trembling with the sheer strength of the emotions as she moved her lips against his. She almost didn't want to pull away.

No, technically, she didn't want to.

That was just as good since Rean was in no hurry to to pull away either. Not when he finally was living this moment that had occasionally appeared in his dreams before they were replaced with more passive or negative dreams. Or more like nightmares.

But there was nothing like that about this moment. This moment would serve as a bright shining moment. A small piece of heaven he finally got his hands on and was loathe to let go of.

Her dreams were going to be full of memories of this moment, of the feeling of his arms around her, his warmth captured in her arms. She did break the kiss after a moment though, but she found it difficult to find her words.

Honestly she wanted to kiss him again - once was definitely not enough, but she didn't lean in again just yet - she stared at him with a dazed, happy look on her face instead.

This moment would be quite the beacon of light and hope. A seed of happiness he would love more than to nourish and protect for as long as humanly possible

His lips felt so warm and hot even after Alisa pulled out. Rean loked to be in a bit of a daze after the fact. Which would explain why he started leaning forward this time with his lips making those motions again.

She would give him a garden of happiness like this, if she could. Though she was in just as much of a daze, so she doesn't even lean away - and it's debatable if she would have - when Rean leaned in.

The kiss is just as amazing as when she initiated, her arms starting to tighten around him more. She wanted to kiss him as much as he had wanted to kiss her.

She wasn't paying attention to -anything- else but him, so she didn't hear the door open and close, and a familiar voice quietly say "Oh my..!" MY MY DID SHE HAVE EXCELLENT TIMING OR WHAT.

~~Spoilers: Alisa would contest this excellent timing statement .~~

If the two still didn't hear her, she would have to make her presence known a bit more loudly.

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If only that was something he could receive on a regular basis. Maybe he could stafe off from going completely mad from the lonelinees.

He is immensely relieved when Alisa doesn't pull away. The opposite in fact happens as her arms close the gap between the two. Closer and closer he inches towards Alisa, his eyes slowly drifting shut in the moment.

Only to suddenly hear a VERY familiar voice makes its return. On one hand he's frezing up a bit because hellow third party. ON the other...He really wants to make it clear on his end as well. So if Alisa doesn't stop him he won't stop either pressing his lips of his own accord to Alisa's this time a little harder than before.

Was someone else there? Alisa actually missed it at first, drowning in the sight of his face, her heartbeat racing -he's leaning towards her, it's not just her that wanted this much affection with him.

That being said, she didn't expect him to lean in much more firmly than the last time, so she makes a muffled noise of surprise.

"A-HEM. Ma~ster R~eean~?" Sharon is no fool - she saw Alisa's arms go around Rean, she knows the heiress wanted to kiss Rean as much as he had her. But if she let this pass without trolling at least a little, she'd never forgive herself.

There was and Rean actually let out a faintly frustrated growl at being interrupted before he actually realized what was going on. Which meant for a moment when he pulled back from the kiss there was a flicker of annoyance in his eyes before he saw who had spoken up.

"S-S-Sharon?! You're back?!"

Rean wasn't the only one annoyed by the interruption, but it wasn't like Sharon -knew- she was interrupting. Then again she could have quietly slipped out of the room when she saw the two starting to get some much needed affection. As it was, it only made Alisa starved for more.

Still, she only gave a soft sigh born of frustration and a tiny bit of disappointment - she had been tempted to tell Sharon to shoo, but she couldn't do that. And... it's gone and ruined the mood anyway. Darnit.

Sharon didn't look like she was the tiniest bit apologetic, at the pair. She also didn't miss that flicker of annoyance in Rean's eyes. "Fufufu, perhaps I came back too soon~. I didn't expect to see you making a move on my lady like that, Master Rean. How scandalous~ ♥"

Alisa -facepalms-. Damnit Sharon. Now he'll never make a move again, woes.

"T-That's not-!" Rean's stammering quickly died down into an embarassed groan while on the inside he couldn't help but wish Sharon had really taken more time coming back. It felt like he'd gotten close to something very...precious and now there was no guarantee when they might find that mood again.

"Oh no?" Sharon glanced at the pair, bemused, "My apologies, I seem to have made a terrible mistake." Not. Sorry. At. All. "With that in mind, shall I assume there will be changes to your sleeping arrangements?"

Alisa sputtered softly - - though she couldn't deny it ...had crossed her mind. She would like nothing more than to be in Rean's arms again, so ... it actually took her a moment longer than she should have to answer, "Wh... O.. Of course not...!"

Rean would be lying to himself if he said Alisa's denial didn't STING just a tiny bit but it made sense really so he wasn't too hung up on it. Frankly just getting to spend any time with Alisa was a blessing. Getting greedy like this would not help any.

"Yes it's...exactly as Alisa says."

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Sorry Rean, or at least she'd apologize if she knew it stung. As tempting as it was to sleep in the same bed as him, their inevitable separation would be even harder. It was hard enough already. She glanced over at Rean for his response. Just imagining sleeping next to him was ... she'd be lying if she said she didn't want to, but she also didn't want to rush into things.

Sharon on the other hand, would have been perfectly content to let the pair sleep together, they were after all, old enough to make their own decisions. "Fufufu, if you say so. What are your plans tomorrow then?"

Alisa, caught between debating on moving away from Rean or not, instead slid her hand over to his to brush her fingers discreetly against his before responding to Sharon, "Hmmm. Well, I want to show him that secret project that Reinford's Research Division is coming out with," hopefully it'll bring up public opinion of the company - they were under scrutiny from the outside, while Alisa was keeping an eye on the employees and operations from the inside.

"Then... I suppose we could come back here for lunch." And deal with more trolling. Although ... she did want to ask Rean out for a proper date later that evening. If she can get up the nerve. She glanced over at Rean, "How does that sound?" Not boring, she hopes.

That did make sense yes. Already he was dreading the moment he would have to leave again. Alisa was the closest thing to a home he had right now. One he was loathe to leave. He was at least happy with Alisa not completely detaching hself from him.

The mention of the project did interest him a little bit but hearing it was something meant to boost public opinoin made him even more curious so he eagerly nodded in agreement. Though if only Alisa knew she would likely get a poitive answer to an invitation like that. They could even go to that Bar where he met with Claire that night they had their field study in Roer. It was a rather classy establishment but not overly so.

"That's more than fine with me."

That is actually where she planned on going with Rean, in fact! She was even planning on matching him, attirewise - or at least as close to it as she could. Just dont mention Claire when she does ask Rean out, since that would certainly sour her mood briefly. There weren't many 'date night' locations in Roer, so the Bar was actually the best option in her opinion.

Sharon smiled at the plans and Rean's response both - she of course was privy to said secret project, and she was behind it 300%. "I'm sure Master Rean will like it, my lady," she said sweetly, "As you will have quite a busy day ahead, I will make you both a hearty breakfast and lunch."

Alisa looked startled a second at mention of the maid preparing lunch. She... kind of wanted to make something for Rean herself. "A...actually Sharon... Um, I..."

Sharon glanced at Alisa, then Rean, then back to Alisa and grinned, "Oh! Do forgive me, my lady, I understand completely~! ♥" She'll definitely stand by to help Alisa cook up a feast for Rean though. Maybe they could get Rean to do an errand or two so they could surprise him...

Having rean do something as normal as go shopping for ingredients or menial erands would prove to be just as soothing. After all he was alway the ever helpful one whenever someone needed something done even before his entire life got flipped on it head and caged up.

Naturaly he did know what Alisa was going to say since he did mention wanting to sample her cooking so going for the lunch would most likely be the best opportunity for a taste test.

The only thing better than having Sharon help cook the meal for lunch, would be having Rean in there with her helping to cook. But since this was a special occasion, she wanted to do as much of it herself. Still even if Rean knew what was to come, Alisa was relieved - with Sharon overseeing things, she won't be a total wreck. Not that she didn't know how to cook - they all took turns cooking when they were on assignment, but... cooking for an entire class, and cooking for _REAN_ was totally different.

"Is there anything particular you'd like for tomorrow?" Sharon asked the pair, marveling at what a nice looking couple they made. So cute. So trollable. "For breakfast, of course."

"Anything you make will be more than fine," Alisa grinned at the maid. "Rean?" She glanced over at him - if he had a particular taste for something, as guest, he should speak up~

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