Yô minna (-0-)/
So, I've not been in the mood to write lately :\ not too sure why since I keep having more and more ideas but somehow I just don't feel like writing at all ~~ that's why I still haven't updated none of my fics. But, I had the sudden urge to write a collection of drabbles/one~shots again, thus I decided to type down whatever came up to my mind first.

Anyways, different from my other fic of drabbles, these ones are not connected to each others. BESIDES... I'll write about two different couples I love: RenMasa & RanMasa x'3 I'll warn you in the beginning of the fic about which couple the drabble is.

Oh! As usual, mistakes everywhere xD also, the rating of this fic may or may not change depending from my future ideas and moods x) Lastly, I won't update regularly but then again, it won't make any difference at all 'cause the drabbles are not connected!

Enjoy the 1st drabble :3

Bye~Bye, ⌒ヽ(*'、^*)chuu*

PS:. Ren is soooo lame and cliché in this drabble -/w/- I couldn't help it, sorry if he's ooc in any way!


~10 roses, 10 messages and 1 answer~

Ren X Masato

Masato's eyes stared at the delicate red flower over his bed in surprise. His fingers grabbed its dark green stem carefully, noticing a small paper wrapped around it. Masato frowned confused, nevertheless he unwrapped the paper from the beautiful red rose and read the short note in it.

"A rose for another rose."

He blushed lightly as he read the note. "I should have known. It had to be that idiot. How cliché can he be?" Masato folded the small paper and placed it on his nightstand table along with the flower. He then turned around and headed towards the small table at a corner of the bedroom decided to use the bottle of water he had placed there in the morning as a jar for the flower. As he approached the table, he noticed another red rose on it. Unaware, his feet walked faster to it and his hands grabbed the second flower. Wrapped around its stem was, yet again, a new bit of paper. Masato unwrapped it from the rose and read the short message in it, flushing lightly more than with the first note.

"Today you are even more beautiful than yesterday."

How did he dare to call him beautiful? Masato wasn't a woman to be called in such a way! Furthermore, such a supposed compliment didn't make him happy at all. But he couldn't deny the hot temperature in his cheeks.

"Tsk" Frustrated, Masato placed the rose over the table and grabbed the bottle of water exiting the room and entering in the bathroom slightly in front of his bedroom. As he got ready to fill the bottle with some water, he noticed another red rose next to the large mirror of the bathroom. Masato's cheeks recovered the light red color with the simple sight of the flower. He grabbed the rose and read the new message.

"I miss my Masato so much. Half a day without you, is half a day in hell. Do you miss me too? If so, come up I'll be waiting."

"Come up? Eh, don't tell me..." Masato dashed out of the bathroom with the rose plus the small paper in hands, and headed towards the staircase at the end of the long hall. He stopped and breathed heavily as he observed some of the steps of the short staircase. Placed in a few of them were more red roses and each one of the flowers had a bit of paper wrapped around them. Masato saved the paper he had in hands and started up the first four empty steps and grabbed the first rose from the fifth step.

"I miss your shyness."

He saved the paper in his pocket and grabbed another red rose.

"I miss your hugs."

One more rose; one more message and one more step. The door at the top of the staircase was getting closer and closer and Masato's heart just beat stronger by the second.

"I miss your voice."

Another message.

"I miss your intense stare."

And another one...

"I miss your sweet kisses."

And finally, Masato reached the last step and the last rose. He unwrapped the small paper around it and read the final message.

"I miss you."

Masato opened the door and felt a soft yet cold breeze brushing his warm cheeks. In front of his dark blue eyes was the author of each one of those embarrassing yet sincere messages. Ren was smiling kindly at him while walking towards him, carrying another red rose in his hands; Masato decided to ignore it nonetheless.

"You sure have a lot of free time to waste."

Ren chuckled softly stopping right in front of the shorter male. He extended the flower to him and Masato grabbed it without another single word; though his pale cheeks reddened a little.

"The time I spend thinking of you is never wasted." Masato felt his face getting hotter and looked away. Ren's lines could always embarrass him too easily. "The last message-" Masato faced the taller boy and didn't have enough time to react at the blond's words nor action.

"I love you." Ren grabbed Masato's free hand gently and placed a sweet kiss over the cold skin of it. Masato's other hand squeezed softly the eight roses and his heart pounded wildly as his face flushed intensely.

"Y-You are an idiot."

Ren chuckled one more time. "Né, can I have an answer to all my messages?"

"Tch-" Masato reached for Ren's lips with his own, closing his dark blue eyes softly as their mouths were warmly pressed together in a chaste kiss that lasted mere seconds. "L-Let's go inside, it's getting colder." The blue haired man turned around stuttering.

"I can warm you up if you want." Ren said hugging his lover from behind.

"D-D-Don't be a fool! Plus; I want to put the roses in water."

Ren's light blue eyes widened briefly, softening with the sight of Masato's flushed ears. "Then let's go back." He said smiling and releasing Masato's body, grabbing his hand instead and lacing their fingers. Masato returned the kind gesture and squeezed Ren's fingers lightly. The blond's heart skipped a beat and his cheeks reddened with the pure yet shy gesture of his lover. He really loved Masato and his purity. Such feelings; he would cherish them forever.