Warning: Contains slash Okuma x Goriki. Don't like? Don't read.

Goriki's POV:

Okuma is the most beautiful person I've ever seen.

I know, saying this about another male is odd, but it's the truth.

Just seeing his smile makes my heart flutter and body hot.

I wonder why...

"Oi, Goriki-senpai! You okay?"

"Ah, O-okuma!" I was startled by his sudden presence. I was so caught up in my thoughts of him that I nearly didn't notice him standing right in front of me!

"Hey, are you okay? It's lunch time, and you've been spacing all day." Such a kind thing, worrying about me. It makes me so happy for some reason.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine." I said, taking out the two bento boxes I prepared last night. "Let's go."

"Ah, it's really good! You outdid yourself this time, Senpai." Okuma smiled, making my heart skip a beat. How much I love that smile...

"T-thank you."

"Oh, don't people normally say 'You'd make a great wife' or something like that when they eat a good meal someone makes?"

"Y-yeah, to females usually, not males."

"Well, in that case..." Okuma smiled, his face a little red. "You'd make a great husband, Senpai."

I felt my face become hot. I don't know why, but that smile makes him look like a young maiden. It's so cute.

Shyly and out of no where, I asked, "H-hey, Okuma, I-if I was born female, w-would you take me as your wife?"

He looked at me in shock, and I would have too. I just asked it without thinking... I feel so embarrassed now.

"Of course." Ah, that smile again... it was just a simple answer, but it made me so happy.

I suddenly became quite aware of his closeness. He was sitting right next to me, and I felt the urge to hold him...

Why does my chest feel so tight?

"Hey, Senpai, you okay? You're face is red."

"H-huh? Oh, uh, yeah. I'm fi-"

I cut off when Okuma reached out and gently placed his hand against my forehead, brushing my bangs away as he did so.

"You sure? You feel a bit warmer than usual."

O-of course I am, with you so casually touching me like that! I felt like running away, I don't know why.

He looked so concerned for me, it made my heart beat like crazy with him so close.

So close... I want to touch him...

Without thinking, I leaned foreword and wrapped my arms around him tightly.

"O-oi, Senpai, w-what are you doing?!"

"...please, l-let me hold you, just for a little while."

I felt Okuma stop struggling at that, and I was glad. He's so soft and warm... I don't ever want to let him go.

Ah, his hair, it's fluttering in the breeze. It felt nice against my face. I nuzzled into his mop of brown hair, then moved so my head was on his shoulder.

"Sorry, Okuma... I don't know what's wrong with me today." I murmured into his ear, hearing a soft noise against my chest.

"Hmm, Okuma?" I asked, hearing another odd sound coming from him.

Huh? Is he hurt? He doesn't look it... I'm not holding him too tightly or anything.

"Oi, are you okay?" I asked into his ear, feeling him shiver against me.

Maybe he feels cold? No, it's no less than 65 today and the sun is shining. Maybe he's catching a cold or something, that's it.

I went to pull away only to be pulled right back into the hold. "Hmm, w-what's wrong?"

"...C-can you keep holding me?" He asked this so quietly that I almost didn't catch it, but I did and it made my heart race.

Does he feel the same tightness in his chest that I do in mine? The same strange need to be closer, though we're already as close against each other as humanly possible?

I then felt it. With his chest right against mine, I felt his quickened pulse beating into me, right next to my own fast-beating heart.

What is this feeling?

/AN: Opinion. Should this go into the lemon, or the fluff route?/