Well, to start off with, I run a site known as "Angelic Tales". It began as a normal website, but was highly unactive. Originally it only contained Pita Ten fanfiction, but two or so months ago I decided that I wanted to expland. So now it includes everything fan-possible, as well as Kamichama Karin sections.I have since relocated it to a message board. Anyways, that was useless to explain.

But it brings me to why I have a second fanfiction entitled "Under the Cherry Trees". UtCT is a series of fanfiction mini-contests that AT holds. You can(now) select between the two fandoms and write a fanfiction based on the specifics that I arrange(another thing that was changed, a fanfiction for the contest now only needs to have a particular line worked into it). I also made it a personal rule that, as the administrator, I had to write my own entry for each and every contest that I open. This is the third contest.

Pairing: Karin/Kazune
Line: "So that's your first kiss."

Under the Cherry Trees

"Have you ever been kissed before?" Karin Hanazono asked casually.

The question had come out of nowhere. Karin could hardly believe it herself, when those words quickly jumped off her tongue. It was not that she had been thinking about the topic... exactly. It was just that she and Himeka had been sitting around the dining room table and she had had nothing to talk about. Her mind had gone completely blank up until a few moments ago.

"Whaaat?" Himeka gasped. The other preteen had also slunk back into a world of her own when neither of them had anything to say. She had been jolted back by Karin's bold question, though, and was shocked.

Karin smiled and laughed a little. Himeka was usually so calm and shy and quiet--it was rare to get a rise of any kind out of her. Of course when it came to the topic of love, she was suddenly loud and flustered. It was a very different change from the Himeka that she was used to being around. It was cute, and reassuring for her to know that even Himeka had topics that got her excited.

"Why are you asking that, Karin-chan?" Himeka question, looking down at the table before her. Her face was flushed a deep shade of red.

Karin shrugged. "I dunno... I just... don't... know..."

It was a lame reply, but an honest one. She had no idea why she would ask that.

"Have you, Karin-chan?" Himeka suddenly shot back.

She should have been expecting that. But she didn't.

It was Karin's turn to squeak and blush madly. Her gaze slid down towards the dining room table. Had she ever been kissed before? Well, Michiru was always trying to kiss her. And he had been successful, if you counted on the cheek as a kiss.

However, she knew very well when she had asked it that a "kiss on the cheek" had not been what she meant when she asked if Himeka had ever been kissed.

She sighed heavily, shoulder slumping.

"No... Not once," she admitted.

Himeka giggled quietly at that.

"Neither have I."

Karin perked up suddenly. She felt her heartbeat pick up, and she grinned stupidly.

"I want my first kiss to be from Kirika-senpai," she declared in a dreamy tone. She touched her hands to her cheeks and sighed. "Definitely! It's gotta be from him!" She paused for a moment, feeling a little selfish. She knew that Himeka liked someone. She should have asked her friend who that person was.

"Um… Himeka-chan… Who do you want your first kiss to be from?"

Himeka blushed a deeper shade of red that Karin could have thought was possible. Her gaze wandered over to the clock on the wall. Her eyes went round.

"Ah! I have to start dinner!" Himeka exclaimed as she jumped to her feet. "I'm sorry, Karin-chan!"

"Uhh… It's okay, Himeka-chan," Karin said softly as she watched Himeka bolt out of the room. Silently, after her own brief glance at the clock, she questioned if Himeka really had to start dinner at four in the afternoon, or if she was just avoiding having to answer. She shrugged it off, maybe it's one of those really complicated meals that take a really long time to make…

A few moments later, Kazune walked into the room from the direction that Himeka had run off in. His face was pulled into a deep frown, and he refused to look at Karin. He took a seat on the chair across the table from her. His eye slowly slid towards her. He glared at her a little. Then, just as slowly, his eyes fell away from her. He looked as if he wanted to say something to her, but just could not find the right words. It was like he wanted to tell her off, but could not figure out what it was for.

Or something along those lines. Karin could only tell that he seemed upset--with her, of course. And she had never been very good at deciphering other people's expressions.

"Ah… um… Kazune-kun?" she questioned, staring at him.

Kazune looked at her briefly, pulled a sour face, and turned away.

"What?"

"Umm…" Karin blinked. Did she want to poke and prod at him when he was in this kind of mood? Would he even tell her exactly what it was that was bothering him? Normally it was only Himeka that he opened up to. He never told her what it was that was bothering him.

That annoyed her a little.

But then again, she hadn't known Kazune or Himeka as long as they had known each other. They had a bond with one another that she did not share. She couldn't really complain when that was the case.

"Something… bothering you, Kazune-kun?" Karin asked.

"Heh," he huffed, crossing his arms. He literally turned in his seat so that she could see his profile.

He was pouting.

Karin perked an eyebrow.

"Kazune-kun…?" she called him.

Was it her fault that he was in such a bad mood? She furrowed her brows as she thought about it. She hadn't done anything recently. Not that she could remember, she had not done a thing. So he had no reason to be angry at her.

She smiled, pleased with her conclusion. She was also confused, because she had no idea what brought on his attitude, but she was willing to let it go. If he wanted to be moody and childish, then he could do it on his own. She was going to have a shower before dinner.

Karin wasn't sure exactly what happened. She stood up and turned away from the table. But then, a moment later, someone had grabbed hold of her wrist. She was pulled back. A pair of soft, warm lips pressed against her own.

Stunned, she could barely make out a smug grin and the words "so, that's your first kiss" as they were whispered to her.

"Ka… zune… kun…" she murmured. She stood in place dumbly as he walked out of the room. "You… You…" She spun around to face him, but it was too late. He was already gone. "You jerk! You stole my first kiss!"