~Fanfiction and Names~

He moved closer to kiss her.

'You aren't going to ask,' she giggled. The smile on her face beckon him quicker to his sweet destination.

'I don't have to your eyes already invited me,' he answered huskily, closing the distance."

KOKO!

"Huh?" Koko swiveled around in his chair to be faced with an annoyed Sumire as usual. She hadn't bothered to knock or make any move to close the door to his dorm. Sumire was always so easily irritable.

"For real? This is what you're doing again, Koko?" She snapped.

"Sumire, this is the type of stuff you do too," He countered with a blank look.

"Well, yeah... But at least I don't write fanfiction about our friends! Natsume and Mikan would flip if they knew you wrote stuff about them."

"Calm down, Permy you are assuming it's about them." His voice took on a cheeky tone. "How do you know it's not about you and me?"

"Stop calling me Permy, Porcupine-head! I gave up my perm a while ago anyway! Whaddya mean 'what if it's you and me!' Hell would freeze before I would ever like the likes of you." Sumire crossed her arms and comfortably planted herself into the second chair at Koko's computer desk. She had been in his room countless of time before usually due to some excuse: either, following Koko home for homework help which meant him doing the work for her while she painted her nails, or being tricked into watching movie marathons.

"I appreciate you saying that a lot nicer than the mean version in your head. I think it's cute how you thought 'I don't want to hurt him too badly.' But... I'm not fragile you know." Koko saved his progress and shut down his laptop, as he wasn't going to have time to finish the kiss scene. How disappointing...

Oh well. If he couldn't finish writing one maybe he could experience one.

"Can you tell what I'm thinking, Sumire?"

"Ugh," Sumire rolled her eyes "You are the mind reader, stupid, and who told you we were on a first name basis?"

"Your heart?"

Whack!

"Wrong answer." Despite the throb of pain in his arm from Sumire's punch, his goofy smile hadn't disappeared yet.

"So..." She began. He guessed she realized after storming into his room about his frequent fan fiction activity her reason for staying was a bit without cause.

"Well, Perms-"

"Aye, don't start with me!"

"You said not to call you Permy anymore and that muscular organ that pumps blood through your blood vessels, your heart, has not yet accepted your immense love for me when I call you by your birth name. Therefore, I will have to deem you as Perms, say ye me, Koko."

"Uh! You are so-

"Annoying? Talk faster. Your thoughts are quicker than your tongue sometimes."

"KOKO! I'm gonna- Hey, you never told me what was your real name did you?" Just as quickly as her temper flared it died into a thoughtfulness on her face. When she titled her head in deep concentration one of her long strands of curled hair brushed by his hand. Out of habit his finger curled around the dark green hair and Sumire didn't mind. They were close like that.

Though he wanted to be closer in their relationship or just in her actual vicinity. While she rattled off possible names ('No to Thaddeus, Perms. It wouldn't hurt if you actually guessed a Japanese name.') he contemplated how close he could get to her lips without his face being clawed off. She did have the cat-dog alice.

Two inches. Four inches. Six inches. Eight inches-

He was slowly getting closer to the pink lips that shared housing with her loud mouth and even louder personality. Sumire hadn't noticed for she was too busy still saying possible names.

"Mi-Hyun? Naruto? Luffy? Ash? Kirito?"

"No, to the first one that's a Korean girl's name, and the rest are just the names of anime characters! Come on, at least try," He teased.

"Whatever, I bet your real name is dumb," She laughed. He liked that this was her normal laugh and not the spiteful one. He smiled wider. Now, Sumire noticed the little distance between them and, to his delight, she didn't move away in disgust. He wanted to tap into her thoughts to see if she was open to him making a move on her. Being able to read minds was both a pro and a con though more a pro in this situation.

She was thinking... 'Sandwiches and sweet tea!'

Man, maybe he was like the rest of the guys in the world unable to read a girl's mind.

So, his Sumire (She wouldn't stop him from calling her that in his mind!) was hungry. Not unbelievable. She was human after all...

Farewell, to his kiss! He was going to have to kiss her one day without over-thinking it. Here was the con to mind reading: It makes you over-think EVERYTHING you do!

"It's three o'clock! How about I buy you 'dinch' from the Alice Cafe. I know you love their tea, and I didn't have to mind-read to find that out!'"

"Dinch?"

"Between lunch and dinner like brunch..."

"Alright! You sure you are buying?" Koko knew Sumire was just prolonging the conversation because it was obvious she was coming! Whenever Sumire heard the keyworks ,'I'm buying" she was sold. Thanks to her expensive and pampered taste he managed to take her to places a lot! However, she did hang out with him when he wasn't offering money too. She was lavish-not a gold-digger. It was just buying her stuff was a guarantee she would come. Heck, buying her stuff was a quick way to her friendship. He laughed inwardly thinking, 'Mikan could have been her friend a lot quicker if she had bought her stuff.'

"Yes!"He reaffirmed her.

They both moved away from his computer desk. Sumire closed his curtains shooing away the last beams of sunlight from his room and Koko cut the light off to his dorm. They were about to walk out the door when a great idea came to him!

"Hey, I will bring my laptop and you could help me finish my fanfiction story. Um, I mean nothing." His eyes fell downcast, but he still displayed a small smile.

"Please, just because I make fun of you for writing fanfiction doesn't mean I don't read it. I love all your oneshots! You're a great writer, Koko. If you didn't want to become a detective I would tell you to be a professional author." Aw, Sumire always shameless with throwing herself at him verbally. In all honesty, he was touched by her words. Sumire was never afraid to compliment someone, even him, her dorky-mind reading friend.

He unplugged his laptop and placed it within his backpack. Sumire shut the door behind them and smiled at him.

Before they had reached the academy's acclaimed cafe, she stopped walking next to him.

"Wait a minute! Is Koko actually your real name all long?" Her eyes were bright with a triumphant look on her face.

"I'll never tell. Besides, what's in a name," He said. He poked her nose playfully.

"I don't know about that, but I do know you had better buy me two Philly cheese-steak sandwiches for not telling me, your best friend!

"My best friend? Since, when have I ever claimed you to be my best friend." Now, he was acting like Sumire.

"Duh. I don't need to be a mind reader to know that." She smirked. And, here she was acting like him... He couldn't argue with that.

Needless to say, their afternoon was filled with greasy fingers on his laptop's keyboard, multiple fights (Because Sumire could write a story so much better than him... NOT), and minor brushes of their hands together.

Overall, a great day in his book, any day with Sumire was, but when was he ever going to get that kiss?

El Fin :P

I have been visited by KoMire feels lately, which resulted in this. I left this as ongoing because I might make more. I'm reading all the KoMire fics in the Gakuen Alice section, and so far I read at least two pages worth. Why aren't they more popular ;_; jk XD

My love Gakuen Alice just won't leave me alone! I re-read most of the manga last month, and now all I want to do is write and draw GA stuff.

Thanks for reading and/or reviewing. Have a lovely day!