"Do you ever regret anything? In your life, I mean. Do you ever wish you'd done things differently?"
Ash was silent for a moment, thinking, or just weighing what he was about to say.
"No. Because if I regreted one thing, I'd have to regret them all." Ash paused, and looked at Eiji closely. "Why? Do you?"
"No!" Eiji burst out, then added more quietly, "I don't regret what I've done. I can't change it, so why regret it?"
Ash ran a hand down Eiji's arm, studying him. "Are you just saying that because I said I didn't?"
"No, I'm not."
Another hand touching Eiji, this one on his waist. "So, you don't regret kissing me?"
"N-no."
Eiji felt his stomach tighten as Ash leaned in to whisper in his ear, "Are you sure?"
"Yes. I'm sure."
"Good."
As if all the tension had suddenly drained from his body, Ash leaned his forehead against Eiji's shoulder, relaxing his grip. Hesitantly, Eiji reached up and stroked his back, softly, then more firmly.
"I cannot regret the decisions that led me here. I cannot..." Eiji leaned his head against Ash's soft hair. "I cannot regret meeting you, or anything that has happened that has led me to meet you."
"But," Ash said suddenly, in a low voice, "what if something happens soon that makes you regret it?"
"Like what?"
"Like this."
That's when Ash raised his head and kissed Eiji on the lips, hard enough to make the smaller boy stumble backwards until his back hit a wall. Eiji automatically put his hands up to struggle but Ash pinned them before he could do anything, keeping them fast until Eiji opened his mouth and relaxed enough to let Ash slip his tongue in. Eiji's head reeled at the feeling, and how it felt better every time, and felt Ash's hands intertwine with his.
When Ash finally pulled away, panting slightly, Eiji watched him closely.
"Why would I regret this. I...like this." He swallowed. "I always have."
Ash wouldn't meet his eye. "Because. Because I want more than this, okay? And- I don't want you to regret this."
"More?" Eiji's eyes widened at the thought, and finally Ash looked up.
"Yeah." Ash brought their twined hands between them, brushing Eiji's stomach. "More."
Eiji thought his heart would stop, or the ceiling would fall in, or something drastic would happen because this was just too much.
"I-" Eiji paused, staring at their hands. Then he straightened his shoulders and looked up at Ash. "Okay."
"Okay?" Ash sounded as if he couldn't really believe it.
"Yeah. Okay."
Their lips met again, and this time it was Eiji's tongue that found its way into Ash's mouth as Ash leaned against him. A tentative hand unclasped from Eiji's and slipped under his shirt to smooth skin. Eiji's eyes closed as his own hand made it's way to Ash's back, fingers curling when Ash began kissing his neck. When he reached for the waistband of Eiji's pants, though, Ash paused, eyes hooded.
"Are you sure? You won't regret this?"
Eiji forced a coherent thought through his spinning mind. "N-no. No. I won't. I couldn't."
Ash slowly undid the button. "Are you sure?"
Eiji reached down and placed his hand on the top of Ash's jeans. "Yes. I'm sure."
Then he leaned forward and kissed Ash, and two zippers quietly, quietly slid down.