A/N: Hello! This is my first time writing for FMP, but it's been a favorite of mine for awhile, especially the 'Overload' series. I have a tough time in Sosuke's head, but I hope you enjoy.

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Only the street lamps dare light the figure that crept silently along the balcony attached to the apartment building. One bedroom window, the destination in mind, was open a crack. Soundlessly, he opened it the rest of the way and entered the room with ease. Retrieving the pencil and notebook from his pack, he set to work

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Kaname yawned, the morning sunlight pouring into her room. "Hey," she muttered, sitting up. "I thought I closed-" Suddenly, her hazel eyes widened, seeing an all-too familiar male sitting across from her bed, sound asleep.

Fan at the ready, she whipped him into the wall on the other side of the room. Then she saw the notebook that had fallen to his feet while he slept.

It was all... drawings of her. Good drawings.

"K-Kaname! I can explain!"

They were wonderful, but he had snuck into her room without permission for... well, it looked like last night certainly wasn't the first time. But instead of yelling, a smug smirk set itself in place across her features. "Ok, Sosuke, go ahead, talk yourself out of this one."

His brown eyes widened a moment, then reverted to what Kaname lovingly referred to as 'bonehead solider mode.' That is, he stood at attention adn spoke as if his superior was in the room.

"How long have you been sneaking into my room?"

"Seven nights today!"

"Why?"

He started to sweat.

"I asked you why, Sosuke!"

He sweated hearder.

"I knew it! You're just a pervert, aren't you?!?"

"No." He almost bit his lip from embarrassment.

Her expression softened at the calmer tone.

"It was simple curiousity. Kyoko told me I had been misinformed as to the purpose of a model, and since I didn't draw that day, I wanted to try it out."

"For a week?" Kaname sighed. "You could've just asked me, Sosuke."

"Negative."

"Oh?"

"My objective was to draw you unguarded." A small flush was on his cheeks.

"Why?"

"It makes a better picture, or so I was told."

"Kyoko?"

"Affirmative."

"She would say that." She sighed again, handing him the notebook.

"Are you still angry?"

"No. But quit sneaking into my room."

"Affirmative."

"And Sosuke," she added as he was exiting from where he'd entered. "Those are... really good."

"Thank you, Kaname," he replied, then left on his way.