(Authors Note 1: 'Italics' are Saru's thoughts.)

We sat in front of the convenience store. Me bored as hell. There he was playing my damn gameboy because he forgot his own. I couldn't even get mad at at him for how damn cute he looked, dying to the same freakin boss over and over again. I guess I wasn't really too mad since his body was pressed into mine, trying to make his 2D character move with his own body. Because somehow pressing against me will help him win.

I've had enough of this moron losing to such an easy enemy. I take control from around his waist not caring that my chin was touching his smooth hair. I moved the clumsy hands aways from the controls for my own fingers. "There." I said as I finished the boss on my first try. "Your elbow was beginning to hurt me."

He, of course, was pissed at my win. "Dammit! I was about to win!" He started flailing about, not realizing he was soon in my lap. His breath warm in my face. Body touching me in so many places, making my heart pound. "Are you even fucking listening! Why the hell do I still talk to you! ASSHOLE!"

'Why doesn't he realize he is turned around facing me on my lap?' I was trying to calm my racing heart. I knew my face wasn't revealing how I truly felt. I felt weird having butterflies attack my body as someone pounded their fist into my chest. "Misaki." He still was continuing his rant on me, not listening to hear me. "Misaki!" His words had stopped for the moment I had spoken, yet he was too preoccupied in hitting me to hear my words.

"Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!" He stopped hitting me and scolding me. Just sat there panting. 'Dammit! Why does he have to be so cute!' I stopped slouching to sit up straight, staring down into his eyes. I gave a small laugh before I ruffled his hair. I wasn't caring about how everyone on the street seemed to stare at us slightly before hurrying off.

"Misaki. You're the one who looks stupid, curled up on another mans lap." I let my hand slip to cup his chubby cheek. I really did love when he starts blushing like now. "The game isn't saved yet so you could just go back and beat him." 'Why hasn't he moved! Doesn't he realize the position he has me in?'

I was about to saw something when suddenly his lips were on mine. It lasted a mere second but I didn't care. I had wished for it to happen so long it was perfect. "You're blushing." He said before standing and offering me a hand up. I didn't take it, but I got up anyways. Gathering our snacks.

"Shut up. That was my first kiss jerk!" 'I can't let him know how much I actually liked it. Craved for it. Was it really nothing to him?' He was hoping down the street as if nothing happened. While I walked next to him carrying his shit. "Why did you do that?" I was trying not to stumble on my words now. I felt my cool cover had been completely blown off, leaving me nude to the public eye.

"To see what would happen. That stick up your ass must have a way of dislodging itself. Plus I have never managed to surprise you." He turned to my grabbing his soda out of my hand. "Which I can happily say I did."

'Damn bastard! It really didn't mean shit to him. He is the worst liar ever.' "How can that not be your first kiss. Your not cute enough to get any girls. Bit extreme for a prank too." I knew I was just blowing some steam by saying the opposite of the truth. I knew his adorable face could get him anyone. I knew the girls were still short enough his height didn't matter.

"Shut up! I have kissed girls! Unlike you, I get girlfriends!" He threw his empty pop bottle into an alley wall. "My first kiss went to a real cutie with black hair and and blue eyes! Yeah and she was really cool and knew all about games! You know her! I mean I have totally told you all about her!" He was pointing his finger in my face. I knew he was lying now. But the girls discription did sound real. I also knew he didn't have a girlfriend not too long ago.

"Sure. And does she wear glasses, stand a bit over 15 centimeters taller than you; with a first name starting with S?" I was annoyed since his girlfriend from last year actually looked exactly like that. If I hadn't been looking at Misaki first, or liked girls, I might have even said she was cute.

"Well almost, but Seiko was a tad bit smaller than me. That's what made her so cute!" Misaki calmed down instantly smiling and fluttering about. Making me feel ill and like I needed to up chuck my lunch. "Too bad she broke up with me." 'Probably realized you had the temper of a goose or something.' "She said I was gay." 'Wait wow. Does that make you up for grabs?' "Every girl I date says I am, then breaks up with me." He had a huge frown on his face like he was about to cry. Staring up at me with such perfect eyes.

"Heh must be tough. I mean I never really have dated anyone so you know. I'm sorry that sucks." 'Shit! I can't just say 'well if you are, date me! or could I?' "Why would they say that? You never came off that way to me." I couldn't help myself as I wrapped my arms around him "At least their always nice to you, right?" I couldn't even stop my blabbering. Offering unwanted comfort to my best friend. My best friend who just stood there quietly.

"I don't care. I mean it's not like I'm not, so it makes sense." 'Wait what! That was a double negative so it's positive, right?' "I'm sorry. When they ask if it's you I like, I never answer untruthfully. It feels good to say it sometimes. That's why. That's why I kissed you earlier." I didn't let go of him when he confessed. I honestly didn't know if I could stand without my hold on him. Me legs felt so wobbly. "You can hate me now."

With that I couldn't hold my cool. I dipped my head in to kiss him again. For the second time today my lips were pressed to his. Just this time it wasn't a quick peck. His arms were around my neck, touching my long hair. Our mouths only separating millimeters for air before reconnecting. He had gotten over the shock in a moment. I was showing so much emotion in this little action. I wanted to open my eyes just to see the look on his face. I had to, and in that little peek I saw his eyes shut and hair dazzling. I finally parted, placing my forehead on his. Unable to stop my smile. "I could never hate the person I have loved for so many years."

Misaki's face crumbled and tears stream down his cheeks. They weren't sad tears, but happy tears. "Why didn't you say anything?" He asked in a tear choked voice. His small body so close to mine. I didn't stop myself from kissing away his tears.

"How could I say that to someone who was always dating a girl. Why did you date them if you didn't like them? Or was this some kind of sick joke!" I didn't mean to get angry, I was just scared. Scared it really didn't mean jake to him. I always wanted to take the spot of all those girls that were by his side. 'Please show me how to love you!' I looked back into his eyes to see pain. The person I cared for more than anything else was sad, because of me.

"I wouldn't make-out with someone as a joke. I wouldn't do that to you. I couldn't." He looked at me so honestly. So cutely. My guilt was rising as I looked at him. I kissed him on the head, hugging him closer. "Go on a date with me?" Even though I would end up paying my heart pounded. Every noise silenced as his words echoed in my ears.

"Now?" I was enable to form a sentence. That one word taking so much energy. I felt my vision beginning to spin. 'Please don't notice how nervous I am.' I felt so ridiculous to have such a reaction to someone merely asking me out after we kissed. The issue was that it wasn't just someone, it was Misaki Yata.

I had my eye on him since we met, never leaving since. I would do stupid things just to be near him. Not caring if I got hurt or didn't want to. I even joined football when he did, despite the ball seeming to be unseptretable with my face. But I guess I stayed because he would hold me, yelling at the kid who had kicked it this time, then me soon blacking out in his arms again.

"Yes now!" Misaki yelled at me like I was some kind of love struck moron. Which I was. "I mean it can be later just normally people go on a date before they kiss someone. We could go get ice cream, or something." I could tell he was unsure with me. Me, his best friend. In a way someone could say we had been on a date all day. We were always together. "And I actually have my wallet I was just mad earlier and wanted you to buy my soda." I was still holding him at the hips, but I didn't want to let go. His warmth was all mine now.

I found my voice through his nervousness. "I don't really mind buying you soda. I mean you made me happy today. I would honestly love to get ice cream with you." 'Please don't leave me.' "I can relate to wanting to date before a kiss. But a date is just spending time with the other person, getting to know them and stuff. Right? So we are always on dates." Misaki gave a slight chuckle before kissing my nose and staring at me with loving eyes.

I decided then. 'No matter how many stupid mistakes I make, don't stop looking at me like that. I will break if you do. Kill and hurt more people than just myself. As long as you're beside me, looking at me. You can do anything you want but leave.'

Authors Note 2: Yay! This is what happens when I watch a lot of Shonen Ai and Shojo stuff :D Should I continue or just stay with Shonen? Oh and this is most likely not a one shot but a however long the fluff ball rolls thing. Thank you for reading lovely Saruhiko/Misaki shippers.