Disclaimer: I think we already made an agreement here. Me no own, there.

Warnings: OOCness? Shounen-ai?


It was a little known fact that Levin, aside from being a fan of beauty, was also a fan of cute things. Actually, he favored cuteness over beauty.

This explained why he never goes after Ayra or Edin. They both were beautiful on their own right, but lacked of the cuteness he sought. Ayra was too much a warrior to be cute, while Edin was too mature for his taste.

And there were Ethlin and Diadora. Ethlin was admittedly cute both on look and her mother-hen attitude, but she was taken. Diadora was not a disappointment with her shyness and all, too bad she was also already been taken. Not to add she was very much quite pregnant by now

That's left him with three choices only; Lachesis, Fury, and Sylvia. But he wasn't complaining. Oh, not at all! To be blunt, they all suit his taste very much.

He thought Lachesis can be very endearing, strangely when she was mad. He didn't recall any other fetish he has, aside from the very obvious cute-fetish, so it surprised even him. It must be something about the way she acted when she was angry, something like "Just you wait till my brother hears this!"

Next was the pure, naïve Fury. Despite all the seriousness she showed, when it came to relationship or sexual matter, she was pretty much clueless about everything. He enjoyed teasing her, just to receive this exceptionally cute blank look.

Any guy, and he really meant any, would found Sylvia as cute. Her petite frame; wavy hair tied as identical buns; large, bright eyes; mischievous smile…and her clothes can be a real problem, he was barely excluded.

Yet, he could say that he wasn't interested on any of those girls. Thus, it raised one question; Why?

The answer was very simple. He already found the ultimate cuteness in form of someone.

The said person was standing beside him now. Since he was not the type of person who let got such an opportunity, he wasted no time to make his act.

He pinched the other person's butt.

And he was not disappointed.

He got a chocked squeak, as the owner of the butt he pinched jumped away and then turned his face to look at him. He looked at him with his large, round eyes; wore a horrified expression on his face, while still trying to cover his cute, little ass with his hands, as if that was enough to shield them. That blush of his wasn't helping either. He got a severe case of blush stuck on his face, completely matched his equally red hair and eyes, made him look like an overripe tomato.

Well…maybe it's indeed the perfect time to start on picking. He smiled his sly, predatory smirk, earned himself another squeak from his prey. How cute.

His, yes his, Azel looked like he was ready to bolt out anytime. But he was damned if dare to let him get away, his name as Levin was in stake here.

Because anything Levin wanted, he got. And this one was not going to be an exception.

Let the fun begins…

-End-


A/N: ……You are supposed to know about my bad grammar and strange taste already…soo…