A windy stairwell

Makoto and Akira made there why down to the first floor, Makoto's bare feet making a distinct slap9 with every step. As they went down floor by floor, Makoto's cheeks remained bright red. Sure, she wasn't going downstairs in a towel or naked, but she was still mind-numbingly embarrassed. After all she was wearing nothing but a T-shirt and it was her boyfriend's at that! Meanwhile, a shirtless Akira was right behind her.

"Hey, are you alright?" Akira quietly asked.

"What!" Makoto flinched as though she had forgotten he was there. "Oh, um...I'm fine. Everything is fine."

"Oh, ok then," Akira stuttered. "You were just so quiet. I got worried."

"It's fine," Makoto said, pulling down Akira's shirt. "This just...I wasn't expecting something like this happening. Being so.... compromised! Especially with you."

"Makoto." Akira said sympathetically. He wanted to comfort his girlfriend and tell her he would never judge her like that. Then disaster struck. A sudden gust of wind quickly climbed up the staircase and blasted the thieve couple. Makoto shielded her eyes with her hands, letting go of the shirt, and allowing it to flutter upward, exposing her butt and vag.

"Huh?" Makoto blushed.

"Wow," Akira said as he stared unabashedly at his girlfriend's ass. It, like most of Makoto's body, was toned and muscular and positively perfect. It left Akira mesmerized until the gust calmed down and his shirt draped back down over Makoto's nether regions. Akira blinked, regaining his senses and looked up to see a red-faced Makoto glaring back at him. Filling him with intense feeling of dread.

"Wait I-" Akira started to say before being swiftly punched in the gut.

"Fist of Justice!" Makoto called out as the impact of her punch emptied Akira's lungs and dropped him to his knees. Makoto looked down at her boyfriend leaning down in pain and immediately regretted her actions. "Oh no, A...Akira, I'm so sorry. I just. I reacted, you see. "

"Its ok," Akira said through labored breath. "It didn't hurt that bad."

As Akira lied through his teeth, another gust climbed up the stairs and lifted Makoto's shirt. This time she was ready however as Mikoto immediately grabbed the front of her shirt to hold it down. Akira felt both relief and some disappointment at this.

"What the hell is with this wind!" Makoto angrily snarled. Akira looked up at his frustrated girlfriend and knew he needed to do something. Soon after he had an idea. The phantom thief leader quickly got back onto his feet and began to undo his belt. Makoto looked at him with a puzzled expression but began to understand when he pulled the belt off and tied it around her hips. When the next gust of wind came the low hanging belt kept the shirt down. Makoto's modesty was protected.

"Thank goodness," Makoto sighed in relief before looking at Akira with a smile. "You really saved me. Again."

"It was nothing." Akira answered pushing back his glasses. Without another word Makoto leaned forwards and gave her boyfriend a kiss on the lips. Akira kissed back and the two began making out in the stairwell. Eventually the two separated.

"That was nice." Akira smiled.

"Well I seemed right to reward you for....For. Oh." Makoto stuttered suddenly having trouble speaking. She covered her mouth and stymied a giggle much to Akira's confusion. He then realized his girlfriend's eyeline had lower quite a bit since they seperated and he followed it until he saw what she was seeing. His pants had fallen down.

"Gah!" He squealed realizing he was now wearing nothing but his black underwear. As Akira reached down to pick up his pants. Makoto could no longer hold back and began laughing uncontrollably at Akira's misfortune.

"You really like black, huh?" she giggled.

"Hey!" Akira retorted cheeks flush.

"Ha ha I'm sorry," Makoto laughed, "I know it's not funny."

"Your laughing," Akira said as he held the edges of his pants to keep them from falling."

"Well sometimes when things are so ridiculous all you can do is laugh."

"Well this is definitely ridiculous."

Makoto took a breath returning to her serious self.

"Alright lets get back on track. Lets get the space key and then get appropriately dressed."