I sighed as I watched Jyuushiro doze off after training, his short white hair decorated in a flower crown made by yours truly. Jyuushiro and I had been lover's for almost half a year and yet we'd never kissed… I chewed on the piece of grass some more. After I told him I loved him he said he loved me too but still…. I leaned over so I could brush away a few leaves that had fallen into his hair. Suddenly, his eyes snapped open and he screamed. I fell back, surprised and embarrassed, Jyuushiro stood up, wobbly and flustered.

"What were you doing Kyouraku?!" I winced, he never called me Kyouraku unless mad, or in this case, like few others, embarrassed.

"I was… your hair... The leaves…" I gulped he still held onto the tree as if I was going to attack him.

"My Hair?! What is wrong with my hair?!" He screeched, hands covering the top of his head. I think I offended him…

"Nothing!!! Listen, I'm sorry I meant to brush away some leaves that had gotten into your hair and…" I inhaled but Jyuushiro was already frowning, he apparently didn't believe me.

"It's nothing Jyuu-chan!" Frantic, I waved my arms around and accidentally hit a woman's breast that was passing by. She screamed too… and slapped me extremely hard.

"Geez Shu-kun...I swear you are the most…" I cut him off, by deliberately yanking him towards me and pressing my lips to his, he relaxed somewhat and I heard a few giggles behind us, like I cared… probably just some of Jyuushiro's admirer's… I could feel Jyuushiro's hard breathing as I started to wrap my arms around his waist and pull him even closer. I could smell the medicinal herbs used in his tea and treatments for his illness. Jyuushiro's hand clenched around clumps of fabric, as I started to kiss him more fiercely and more desperately. Rarely did I ever get to see him since his illness had progressed all of a sudden and he had to stay for longer amounts of time In the care of medics. He pulled away suddenly, his robes looser and hair messier.

"Shu-kun you know that people are watching?" He asked, biting his lip hard enough that it started to bleed.

"So, what's your point?" I asked, holding his wrists know but he tugged away.

"Shu-kun, why did you suddenly decide to attempt to molest me?" Frowning, Jyuushiro wiped away the blood onto his sleeve leaving a crimson mark upon the white uniform for the Academy.

"Because I wanted to." I mumbled, now also frowning.

"Not a legitimate reason Kyouraku…" Shit, he was mad again, I thought briefly about pulling him back into another make-out session.

"Don't you dare pull that trick on me again." Mind reader. I pursed my lips, and Jyuushiro stood up, brushed himself off, and then started to walk away.

"I'll be in class later…" He called, waving slightly as he walked away. I grinned, I really did love him.


a/n: Told from Shunsui's point of view, this fanfic will probably go on to other chapters... This was written originally as a flashback for 'Please Don't Do This' but I decided to use it as a story itself. R & R Please!! 3

-Hinote Yasha Kitsune