Neptune

She opened her mouth, it hesitated, her voice like a fragile thread, her tongue unable to move to say something and then she sealed her lips, probably feeling cornered, exposed. She gulped and frowned again, focusing to keep her eyes locked on his, as if trying to avoid tears.
“Just tell me what do you truly want, Matsumoto?”
Rangiku smiled bitterly and with her free hand took the hair that was covering her face and placed it behind her ear. With a smile that tasted like gall and felt stinging like acid, she spoke.
“Kiss me, I want you to kiss me”.