Starr pondered what Kiki was saying, but didn't have time to formulate a response before Kiki suddenly burst into tears.  "Kiki!  What's... what's wrong?"<br/><br/>Starr was not used to having crying girls on her couch.  What should she do?  She followed instinct, gently wrapping her arms around Kiki and pulling her close.  "Shhh... It's okay..."  She rested her chin on Kiki's head.  Suddenly, a wave of butterflies was released in her stomach.  Here she was, on the couch, holding Kiki.  The closeness made her nervous, but in a good way.  She smelled the sweet scent of Kiki's hair, and decided that she didn't want to let go of her.<br/><br/>She held Kiki close, having no idea what made her suddenly burst into tears, but she'd hold her until she calmed down.  "It's okay...."<br/><br/><br/>