Day One: Holding Hands

(Ice is Aisu. It is an alternate romanization).

Mafumafu hated walking home in the dark.

It reminded him of all those times he stayed up at night, questioning why he was alive, why he was even around. He hated how easily he got depressed even though there was nothing to be sad about.

It was all unbelievably stupid.

He had gotten himself into this mess; walking down the dark streets. He had stayed at a bar with Ice and Un:c, hearing them ramble about their relationship problems. Ice going on about how Shoose flirted too much and Un:c complaining that Kradness never stopped making sexual approaches. Later, however, both Shoose and Kradness came to pick them up, Shoose scolding Ice for getting so drunk-which Ice did not take too well-and Kradness going on about how drinking too much is bad for Un:c's health.

Mafumafu, who didn't think to drive to the bar, had to walk home. It was only a few blocks, but it was still dark, and the albino had never really gotten over the fear of being left in the shadows. He was very paranoid, and the fact that he thought he heard footsteps behind him did not help him in the slightest.

It wasn't until a hand was placed on his forearm that he lost it, screaming loudly and trying to pull away from the person who had grabbed him. Another hand found it's way to his mouth, effectively muffling his loud calls for help. He could feel tears coming as he thought of what this person was going to do to him.

"It's me, idiot! Calm down!" Came a lazy sounding voice behind him. Mafu turned his head to the side to see Soraru, and he immediately felt calm.

Soraru let go when he noticed the shorter of the two was no longer struggling, "Soraru-san, you can't sneak up on me like that!"

"I didn't think you'd freak out so much. You're not a cute girl with big boobs, after all. No one would want to kidnap you." Soraru said, monotonous like usual.

"You're terrible..." Mafumafu sighed, continuing his walk, "Why are you walking around, anyways?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that? People could kidnap you and kill you. You're so weak, too, so you wouldn't be able to fight back."

"You just said that no one would want to kidnap me! What is with this sudden change of heart?"

"I don't remembering saying anything like that."

"Liar."

"Seriously."

"Liar!"

"Seriously!"

"Li-" Mafu irupted into a fit of giggles, "I was out with Ice-san an Un:c-kun. They wanted to go drinking."

"I went with Suzumu-san and Lon-chan to a late night restaurant. It had really terrible food, but they thought it was great." Soraru sighed, shaking his head.

"Maybe you're just picky?" Mafumafu suggested, laughing when Soraru gave an agitated sigh, "Say, you were worried about me, weren't you?"

Soraru coughed and glared at the other male, "W-what? Where are you getting these narcissistic ideas from?"

"Well, you saw me walking and approached me, and you also said that I could get kidnapped and such..."

"You looked like a stray dog so I came to pick you up." Soraru replied.

"Are you saying you're going to take me to your house and feed me?" Soraru coughed again.

"You're like a scared little kid, so I came to protect you." Soraru explained again.

"My hero," Mafu rolled his eyes, "you're a terrible liar, Soraru-san."

The silence that followed was extremely awkward. No one said a word. Mafumafu was still paranoid, even with Soraru there, shivering and jumping at the tiniest noise. Of course, Soraru noticed and tried to think of ways to get the albino to a state of calm.

Not like he cared about the younger's well-being or anything.

Mafu looked in Soraru's direction as a hand was placed around his own. The albino smiled and looked forward, "Soraru-san's kind, isn't he?"

"Shut up. I'm only doing this because you were jumping into me and it was annoying." Soraru snapped, tightening his hold on Mafumafu's hand subconsciously.

"Even so, your house is all the way across town, right? You didn't have to walk me to my house."

Soraru clicked his tongue in annoyance, "I left some things at your house and I'm going to get them."

"Such a tsundere." Mafumafu giggled. Soraru squeezed Mafu's hand tightly at being called that, smiling sadistically when the younger said he took it back.

Even when they got into the utaite/producer's house, Soraru still didn't let go of his hand. Mafumafu was starting to get embarrassed, "Hey, Soraru, you can let go of my hand now..."

Soraru shrugged and gave the hand a quick squeeze, "It feels nice so why should I?" Mafumafu's face got red and he quickly turned the other way, mumbling something about taking a bath.

Soraru held his hand all the way to the bathroom, Mafu's blush never dying down, "Soraru-san, I need to take a bath..."

"Why don't we take one together?" Soraru could now see the blush spread to Mafu's ears and neck.

"THERE'S NO WAY IN HELL!"