Authors note: Simply not mine, not now or ever. Don't come after me with your angry pitchforks please. All mistakes are mine and thats all I'm hearing of it. A little vignette - if reviews are good, I do have the second part penned down and would be more than happy to comply.
Mai always thought that there was deceptively strange about those two. Their fingers lingered a little too long, the eye contact a little too focused, the smile a little too warm for a simple first time introductory greeting.
In the weeks to come, Mai would find that she wasn't the only one who had noticed - Midori too thought that they brushed shoulders a little too frequently, a few too many inside jokes. Yet when asked about the whole ordeal it was easily deflected, the question still leaving them wholly unsatisfied. They were never obvious about it – only ever just enough to raise a few eyebrows.
At last it was Chie who provided some insight to the questions. In her never ending quest for the freshest gossip, she had managed to snap and especially tender photograph between the two women – a blush visible even on the tiny cell phone screen. What was in Natsuki's hands, indiscernible; somehow completely overlooked to its relevance by anyone who saw the picture – all fascinated with the idea of the generally ill tempered Kuga presenting anything to the graceful and ever polite Fujino.
If there was anything truly romantic in a seemingly innocent and unobtrusive box – Mai would never know.