So, this ficlet is my attempt at reviving whatever muse is going to work this time. I hope I get to write more and more so I don't lose more of you. Let your imaginations run free here. I wasn't sure who to pair Haru with this time, so, who do you think it is?
DISCLAIMER: I do not own KHR nor do I claim any rights to it or any of the characters and/or locations depicted here that you may recognise from the anime/manga. I am only responsible for the plot.
It was a warm afternoon and Haru blinked at the pages of her book. It was such a nice day and it was oh so quiet. It might be nice to just lie there for a few moments more, she thought with a sleepy smile. Besides which, she'd worked extra hard on her assignments the night before and hadn't had a chance to properly relax in the last three hours since she had handed in the last of them.
She yawned and let her eyes fall shut. She could take a nice nap on the warm grass there for a little bit, she thought. Laying her head on her folded arms, she sighed contentedly and fell fast asleep.
Walking by, a figure stopped and looked down at the sleeping girl. She had a small smile pasted on her face. Really, she could smile in her sleep too? He raised an eyebrow, his features softening almost automatically. A bit of grass was caught in her hair and a ladybug was leisurely making its way across her fingers.
Squatting beside her, he brushed the ladybug aside and watched her sleep for a moment before picking the grass from her hair. She stirred then. He paused in his movements watching her carefully. He wouldn't like her to be startled when she woke up. Why he cared at all was a whole other question. She mumbled in her sleep but he clearly heard two words that sent both his eyebrows up and his pulse leaping.
"Kiss me..." she said again before her speech was lost in garbled gibberish. It wasn't that she had requested it of her own conscious mind, but it would be a waste of a valuable opportunity on the other hand.
Brushing a stray lock of hair aside, he leaned down and pressed his lips very gently on hers. They felt exactly like he thought they would. It was really too bad that she wasn't awake for him to see her reaction or feel her kissing him back. He wouldn't scare her. For now this was all he could do.
He rose to his feet again and, hands in pockets, walked back to the house. He would kiss her properly when the time was right.
And hopefully, she would ask him to do so then too.
A/N: Or rather, who does the mystery guy seem more like: Hibari, Gokudera, Yamamoto or Mukuro?