Luka blushed as she watched Kaito's torn garments slide ofc her body. Her fair skin simply glowed in the ocean sunlight, exemplifying all of her perfect, womanly curves. Quickly, she pulled her black dress over herself, only to find out that it had shrunk with the heat of the sun. Cursing as she tried to fit the dress over her... endowments, Luka glanced over at Kaito, who was very preoccupied with his hand.
That baka is peeking! raged Luka silently, blushing crimson. Having finally pulled the dress over her breasts, the diva stormed over, ready to kick the crap out of him.
"Baka...!" she yowled, raising her foot. Then, she saw the state of Kaito's hand. It was bleeding.
"Ne... what's wrong with your hand?" she asked softly, grasping the injured bones of the blunette in her silky hands.
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