"Q"

((OOC!Human Japan x Human!Belarus. This was inspired by the 6-hour queue to the bus last Wednesday. I actually typed half of it while I was in line.))

Warmth-it describes everything at this brink moment in time. And somehow, the screams and shouts didn't matter anymore. You are far too tired to even notice their stares. Summer. Agoraphilia. Temperament. It all mixed and meshed so well in this so-called warmth. Yet, the only warmth that you could feel were her pink muscles pushing itself onto yours. You closed your eyes and let yourself melt into the kiss. You never wished to pull away, until- You felt something equally warm hit your cheek. The throbbing warmth tingled your senses and forced you to open your amber orbs once more. As you opened them again, an image of a snow maiden befell you. Her pallid complexion and refreshing aura contradicted with the hustle and bustle of the queue you stood in.

"How dare you!" she screeched at you and held you by the collar. Wait. You looked at her in shock. Her flushed expression suggested that she didliked the skinship you exchanged.

"W-what do you think you're doing?!"

A voice tried to come out from you. Alas, selective mutism seemed to have taken effect in you. In consequence, she found your lack of response rude and...let's just say the pain she had given you before she rode the bus made you sit on the concrete ground for a few good moments. You wondered of her over-reaction. She initiated the kiss and she had the nerve to...violate your virility. No matter. It would be your first and last meeting with her anyway. It was a shame she was such a beauty- Especially so when you are seated so close to her. Did you think you would never see her again? You fool. You are next to each other in line so you /had/ to ride that bus too. Perhaps the pushing and pushing of the throng caused that delightful "impact". To call it a misfortune would be a lie, of course. You got to kiss such a pretty girl. Who wouldn't be thankful for that?

"You again...are you following me?!"

"I believe I was lining up for this route even before I met you."

"..."

"It wasn't on purpose."

She sighed deeply and nodded, looking to her side with a light shade of pink tinting her cheeks. Kami did she look so cute.

"You could have said sorry." A small smile escaped your lips, almost teasingly.

"I suggest I make it up to you by other means. Perhaps lunch?" you didn't even dare apologize for something you both did for you haven't regretted it the slightest.

"Are you picking me up?" Silence answered her, making her irritated with you once more. She was about to roll her eyes and turn away from you before you decided to speak again.

"I haven't the idea what you mean. I just want to make it up to you."

"..." "It would only be brief." She squinted her eyes at you and sighed.

"Fine..."

Another cheeky smile escaped your lips as you cheered yourself on silently. How did Alfred say it again? Ah... 'Score!'

"By the way..." you turned to her with an unreadable expression plastered on your face. She raised an eyebrow at you and asked you what you wanted from her again. You stifled a chuckle from her hostility and shook your head.

"I just wanted to introduce myself. Honda, Kiku. And you are?"

"...Natalya. Arlovskaya."

"Ahh...Arlovskaya-san?"

"..." she scowled at you. "Yes, Honda?"

You smiled warmly at her, somehow causing her to blush at your expression.

"That was my first kiss too."