“I assume I’m not getting any tonight then,” a male voice said amused, I turned to him, glaring at him sharply.  “You’re not getting any from me for the rest of your life,” I said shortly.

"Years from now, I hope we're still in each other's lives." "I will always be in your life." He replies.  

‘It has been a hundred years after the apocalypse, Japan has been separated into many different islands, split up from the connected land it was due to a massive nuclear attack. These many islands are constantly at war, attempting to claim as many islands as they can under one tribe or clan.