But once again, Yang doesn't say a word to her. He pulled her back down onto the bed and started kissing her heavily. A heavy make-out session with a lot of touching. She's nineteen, and he's twenty-two. In terms of age, they are both adults. Yet, Setsura still feels very strange about this type of thing. Why does it feel so wrong to her? It feels so wrong, even though they are dating one another.
Something is wrong here. Is it because it's Yang and not Akito? Lately, she keeps comparing the two in her head. Yang is different, broader shoulders, a bit more muscular - but physical appearance aside. Setsura can't differentiate between the love the two have for her. Setsura knew it was cruel to think this way, but she did.
The difference between the two is something she can't dismiss. Or maybe she's just — Setsura shuddered when she felt Yang slowly remove her shirt. "Yang?"
