Nagihiko x Miki
The blue haired girl was the most mysterious, yet interesting person Nagihiko had ever met. He almost couldn't take his eyes of her. She was an amazing drawer, but most people seemed to shove her talent as though it was nothing because of the fact she was a tomboy. Nagihiko knew how she felt, after all, his long hair got him teased all through middle school. And now it was his second year in Senior high, and here he was putting his own problems and wasting his own time for this girl. Well, he didn't exactly call it wasting...
He felt like it was a waste of time standing out here, watching her from a distance though. So he took a deep breath and slowly pushed the door.
Miki was so absorbed in her drawing that she didn't notice the purple haired boy open the door and walk up behind her. She was lightly sketching the hair, when she felt a tap on her shoulder.
"Yes?" Miki spoke. It was a habit of hers to act like people had been there the whole time, when in fact they had not.
"Um, I was just wondering if it was okay to sit here and watch?" Nagi wondered.
Miki nodded unconsciously.
"Sure." She said.
"Ok, cool." Nagi said, sitting down on the ground next to her. He put his long hair behind his shoulders and out of his face so he could see better.
Miki finished the sketch, reaching for her outliner pen to go over it. After a while, the drawing was finished, and the young boy had sat there the whole time on his knees, watching her movements. He was amazed by the finished product.
"Okay, that's done!" Miki announced. "I'm out of here!"
"Ok then." Nagi stood up, as she packed up her things. After about an hour, Miki finally caught Nagi's eyes and practically almost screamed.
"W-When did you get in here?!" She said, shocked. She didn't hear the door open!
"Um, about an hour ago. I asked if I could stay and watch and you said yes." Nagi explained.
"Oh, again? My silly unconscious self." Miki said, then whipped around. "W-Well, now that you here, you might as well help me pack."
"Ah, sure." Nagi said, packing up her pencils as Miki stacked the papers on the shelf. Nagi zipped up her pencil, and checked the floor just incase. He spotted a small drawing pad under the table on the floor. He picked it up.
"Hm, what's this?" He flicked through the pages.
"Huh?" Miki turned to look, then gasped.
"Oh no, don't-" She said, but it was bad luck for her. Or was it?
Nagi flipped the page to the middle and he saw it. It was him, and the blue haired girl. And not just that. They're lips were touching. Nagi turned a deep shade of red as he placed the book down on the easel. He decided not to be so shy, and to give this girl what she wanted. And for one thing, he believed he wanted it to.
"What a beautiful name, Miki." Nagi said. He grabbed her wrist as her cheeks turned red, and without hesitation, took her chin gently and placed his lips on hers.
Miki's eyes were as wide as moons. Eventually, though, she closed her eyes and took it all in.
It was what she truly wanted after all.
So...what do you think? I'm not asking for much, but please review!