Len shook his head as he looked into her eyes. As much as he believed she wanted space, he knew in his heart that there was something between them. He didn't know what it was but it was strong enough that he had kissed her less than twenty-four hours after meeting her. Just like out of a fairy tail, only the couple isn't falling over themselves over each other. They are also both so damaged that they'd be more likely to kill each other before admitting they're in love.<br/><br/>"I know," He whispered, shifting his left hand so his palm pressed against her right, "I don't have any reason to care about you."<br/><br/>He felt the fingers of his left hand intertwine with hers as he brought her left hand to his chest. He pressed against his heart as he looked at her, almost trying to tell her something without words.<br/><br/>"But, I do, I can't explain it nor can I fight it. I care about you so much, even though we just met the other day. Besides, if there was  nothing between us, why did you kiss me back when I kissed you before?" He continued, his head drooping as he kissed with the same level of passion he'd kissed her with before.