Sugary Sweet

"Hey," Taruto exclaims, wandering up to Purin.

"Hmm," she frowns, glancing over at him. "It's just you."

He stands next to her, watching her carefully. "Is something wrong?"

"No, I came here to watch the sun set. Just like you came for some sweets," she replies.

"Right," he grins. "So where are they?"

Purin scowls at him. "Be patient,"

"No, not until you give me my sweets!" he snaps, hands on his hips.

"Be patient!"

"Give me my sweets!"

"Be patient!"

"Not until I get my sweets!"

"Patience!"

"Sweets!"

"I want some quiet time!"

"I want my sweets!"

Purin growls; she had been running all day and this is the last thing she needs. Her brothers were ill, and her sister kept trying to avoid her play group even though she was perfectly healthy. It was a hassle to drag her little sister to each and every chemist who were, rather strangely, all out of the medicine she needed. She had to go back home and face the screams of her brothers whilst her sister decided to raid the raid the cupboards. It was all set to end disastrously when her friends arrived, and she was promptly, and unceremoniously, kicked out of her house to unwind and relax. Now that she finally has time to herself, Taruto decides he has a sweet tooth, and no patience.

"Sweets," he whines, growing bored of being ignored.

Purin lets out a high-pitched scream before launching herself at him. A loud yelp is emitted from Taruto as his back hits the hard concrete surface of the rooftop. He blinks a few times before the scene before him sinks in. Purin glares down at him, beating her fists against his chest furiously. He tries to grab her hands to stop her, but she only hits him harder.

He scowls. "Get off of me!"

"You stupid sweet-toothed oaf!" Purin exclaims. "You stupid idiot! Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!"

He opens his mouth to yell at her again, but quickly finds himself unable to say them. The words die before they reach his mouth. He's noticed in the light that there are small glittering sparkles. He doesn't even try to look away from the sparkles as they have captured his attention so wholly. However, one particularly painful blow to his chest re-awakens his senses.

"Selfish, stupid idiotic moron!" she screams.

Slowly, her beatings grow weaker and weaker, slower and slower. Her breath is ragged with her frustration and exertion. She pulls her right hand to her side, noticing that the sweets have fallen from her pocket. She picks them up and flings them towards his face. He uses his arms to shield himself from the impact as best as he can, and when he sits up, he finds that she's ran away.

Taruto hovers over a bustling city road. There's a pedestrian bridge ahead of him, and he can see Purin's figure sitting against the railing. He moves faster and quickly lands on the opposite side to where she's sitting, huddled against the concrete. Slowly, he walks over to her. Each carefully quiet step is to give him the best chance of escaping her, oddly powerful, fists.

Purin flinches as he draws near and glares up from under her eye lashes. She doesn't want to yell or argue so she lowers her head to stare at the cold ground. He crouches down in front of her, extending his hand. Tentatively, she looks up. He offers her an awkward smile before opening his hand to reveal some of the sweets she had flung at him earlier.

He shuffles nervously. "I, um, wanted to apologise… Um, I… I couldn't eat all of them anyway, so…"

"Thank you," Purin smiles, hearing the honesty in his voice.

He grins, a warm feeling spreading through him. She grins back eagerly and takes a sweet or two from his hand. He takes a few himself and quickly stuffs them into his mouth. She laughs quietly and when he asks why she refuses to answer. He tries to coax her into an explanation a few more times, but not enough times for her to lose patience with him.

Eventually she tells him, laughing all the while. "You've got a very sweet tooth,"

"At least it's only one," he replies, cheerily.

One by one the sweets disappear as they talk on that bridge through the cold, bitter night. Each are kept warm by the other's teasing remarks, stories, and hearty jokes.

Author's Note: Hello, and sorry for keeping you waiting for this! Now, I want to assure you all something, and it's really very important. You see, I know my stories dip in the middle, and I want to stop that from happening. If you see any signs of the plot failing, or dropping in quality, tell me, please?

Also, about the sweet tooth thing, it's not very important, but I like it for an introduction.

Another thing, I need to apologise for this, is that I've written this on holiday. I'm working on my book, so my updates will be slower (which is why you've had to wait for this) and I won't upload this immediately. I won't even upload this the moment I get wi-fi, or the moment I return home. It's going to be a few days so I can complete a few more chapters so that if I ever get stuck I'll probably have at least one chapter (of the story) that is available for upload while I get over my writer's block. I also keep a firm upload order, but that falls into disrepute when I've been so busy working on my book. I will follow it again by the time you receive this story on the list of available ones to read.

Thank you for your time.