Shimizu Keiichi and Hino Kahoko were sitting on one of the rooftop benches, talking. He was telling her about the music of the Renaissance period, particularly about the tradition of Courtly Love. As he explained how a young suitor would woo a lady by writing poetry or serenading her with a song, Shimizu thought about his own crush. As a growing teenage boy, it wasn't surprising that he had fledgling feelings for the sweet violinist that he spent time with every week.
On impulse he leaned over and kissed her cheek. She couldn't have been more surprised. "Shimizu-kun!" He was gazing at her with a beatific smile on his face. "Sempai, may I kiss you?"
"You…you just did!"
"May I kiss you on the lips?"
"What?!.....But I don't…I don't feel romantically about you, Shimizu-kun."
"That's OK, Sempai. I just want to try it. I've never kissed a girl before."
It was odd, how she was actually considering it. She had never been kissed either. She was curious. The guileless demeanor of her friend and the privacy of their location convinced her.
"All right, Shimizu-kun."
He put his hands on her shoulders and pressed his lips tenderly to hers. His eyes sparkled as he leaned back. "Your lips are soft, Sempai."
"So are yours." She was blushing.
"May I kiss you again? I want to practice so I will know how to do it when I have a girlfriend. I think this kiss was too short. What do you think?"
She actually agreed with him. It was a sweet little kiss, but not her idea of one that would win a girl's heart. She nodded and leaned toward him a little.
This time she could feel butterflies in her stomach he administered a series of slow sensual kisses. He was definitely getting the hang of it. Hardly had he pulled away when they heard the shuffling of feet nearby.
"Hello Hino-san, Shimizu-kun." Azuma was at his friendliest as he let the door close behind him. "Do you mind if I practice up here?"
The two younger students were thinking that it was a close call. Had he seen anything? He didn't seem to have.
"Hello Yunoki-sempai. You can practice up here. We're just leaving." She and Shimizu gathered their things and headed for the door. Kahoko kept her head down as she passed the school prince, trying to hide her flushed cheeks.
Azuma put his hand on her shoulder. "Hino-san, can you spare me a couple minutes? I want to talk to you about something."
She certainly wasn't comfortable with the idea, but had enough experience with this young man to know that he wouldn't be denied. "Go ahead Shimizu-kun." she said "I'll see you later."
When the cellist was out of sight, Azuma grabbed her wrist.
"What do you want to talk to me about, Yunoki-sempai?" She tried tugging her hand away, but his grip was tight. He moved toward her and she backed away, bumping into the wall.
He smirked, enjoying what he was about to say. "Well, I want to know why you and the cellist were kissing."
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