A/N: I do not own Zetsuen No Tempest characters but they make me feel better hence borrowing them to keep my sanity.

No I'm never gonna leave you darling

His blonde hair bounces as he walk pass the western hall where all the medicine majors piled up. The hallowed hall of this sanctum is rather very quiet he can hear his footsteps across the whole room- the sound of every page turned served as the music. He stopped at one of the columns and searched for his muse.

"Mahiro!" called by a voice from afar, wondering who it may be, a familiar one, mentioned his name.

He glances sideways until he saw a young man waving his hand. A slight visible smirk plastered on his face.

"Yoshino" he walked towards him and sat on the empty chair across. He stared at him for a long time, thinking of the right words to say. A minute passed by, he broke into laughter.

"Shhh, what?" Yoshino hissed.

"You looked so serious" He snatched the book from Yoshino and snapped it close.

He rolled his eyes in annoyance, his face flushed in red. Mahiro, on the other hand put the book on top of the other books and cleared his throat.

"Hmm, I'm hungry" he pouted his lips and let out a big sigh.

Yoshino looked at his brown, which seems to be almost red, eyes. With that face appearing to be so sincere, he can't bring himself to be angry. He abruptly grabbed his bag.

"Here" he pulled out a znicker handing it out to Mahiro.

Mahiro narrowed his eyes but accepted it anyway. He ate it in silence while Yoshino got his book back. He is in another dimension again.

No I'm never gonna go regardless

"YO-SHI-NO!" He is now on top of Yoshino's table.

"Ay, what is your problem?" Yoshino gasps for air.

"I've been chattering here for almost a long time now. You don't answer or even look at me. Can you just put that book down before I decide to burn these?" He pointed at all the books placed on the table. His voice sounds so firm.

Yoshino momentary look across the room. Everyone is now staring at them. Yoshino murmured apologetically just to ease the situation. He then turned to Mahiro, asking him to take his seat. He did as he says.

"Mahiro, I'm sorry okay? You know I have exams to prepare for." Mahiro looked hurt.

"I know. I know I shouldn't have come here." He brushed his blonde hair. He cursed internally, I should've have known your priorities

He feels wounded with what Yoshino said. It's always been studies first, not him. Who is he even kidding? He once said he can't compete with all the medical terms Yoshino loved.

"That's not what I meant. I like you being here." Yoshino replied.

"I'm sorry" he closed his eyes. He ruffled his hair once more.

Yoshino started piling up his books in his bag then stood. Mahiro looked up.

"Lunch? I'm hungry" He smiled at him as he flashes his sparkling green eyes.

Mahiro knew that he can't say no anyway so he stood up brushing off the thought that he's just second on the priority list, or is he even on the list?

I will always be yours forever and more through the push and the pull

"Why is that you don't like celery again?" Mahiro with his relaxed mischievous voice.

"You know it already. It's like uhm, never mind" Yoshino answering him calmly.

They both ate their salad in silence.

Mahiro slumped on his chair "Yoshino, I want some ice cream"

"Why is that you never stop asking me for stuff?" Yoshino gulped his iced tea.

Mahiro straightened his back. Crossed his arms "Ay, it's not like always"

Yoshino shot back a smile "It has always been…. Yoshino I want this, that. Yoshino let's go there, let's stay. Yoshino—"

Mahiro pushed himself forward and laid his chin lazily on his palm, looking directly at her with a sly smirk up on his curled lips.

"Because I never want to spend time with other people except you" Mahiro knows it's cheesy but he meant every word.

"Don't be flattered too much. I just don't like other people. And I'm stuck with you" He added.

Typical Mahiro… Yoshino thought. He grinned at him whilst pulling out his phone.

"Why are you grinning like that?" Mahiro sat on his chair properly.

Snapped.

Yoshino laughed "Ha! Got ya"

"Why do you always take a snapshot? It's not funny, delete that!" Mahiro reached for Yoshino's phone.

Yoshino swayed his arms away from Mahiro. "This is my phone and you cannot do something about it!"

Mahiro struggled but he got lost at Yoshino's eyes. He is dumbfounded he stopped trying to get the phone. "I should look pretty cute in that or I'll shoot you" He is now intensely blushing.

Yoshino giggled. Such a child, your short attention span is what I like about you most -he thought.

They both stared at the window pane. A butterfly flew.

I need more than if's and maybe's.

"Yoshino, I'm sorry for stealing some of your time. Yeah stealing you out of that genius hall" Mahiro broke the silence.

"Ma-hi-ro" Yoshino nudged him jokingly.

"To be kidnapped by you, is an adventure. I like adventure" He quickly said.

Mahiro stopped walking.

And all that I've done, is it ever enough?

"Hey" He said head down.

"Hmm?" Yoshino stopped on his tracks and turned his back. "What's the problem, Mahiro?"

His face bore nothing but seriousness "Yoshino I have to tell you something"

"What is it?" Yoshino questioned. He's now facing him.

"I…. I… think I'm…" Mahiro struggled finding the right words.

"Mahiro?"

"I just want to tell you that I'm thankful you could put up with my stubbornness"

"Ha ha! Who else would?" Yoshino came closer.

Mahiro slid his hands on his pockets and blew his hair off his face. "Yeah, come on. Let's get back you to your genius palace. I bet your books can't wait to see your face again"

"Nah, come on, I think I'm up for some ice cream" Yoshino answered, his face plastered with smile.

Mahiro looked up at the vast blue sky. For all that its worth, is it worth it? He thought.

A/N: Should I continue? I'm not sure, hit me with reviews.