A/N: I own nothing~ everything about Free! belongs to it's rightful owner! This is just a work of fiction written for pure enjoyment~ mostly because I wanted to write something fluffy for MakoHaru. [beta found! Will find my mistakes when she has the extra time from school. Ty sweetheart more help is always welcomed though.]

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Name: MakoHaru ABC's!

Summary: A random assortment of one-shots and such for this lovely little pairing based on our lovely alphabet. I apologize ahead of time for my failure at this sort of thing~ ⊙ω⊙

Bonus: If you would like to suggest something for the next letter than you are more than Free! (derp) to do so. c:

[ A is for αɴхιoυѕ ]

The familiar sizzling sound of meat cooking filled the kitchen, the smell of mackerel floating through-out the house. Moving the mackerel from side to side to cook it thoroughly Haruka sighed. Haruka glanced at the digital clock that sat atop of the TV in the family area, the blurry numbers reading ten forty-five p.m.

A small gnawing of worry started to eat away at the edges of Haruka's mind. What's taking Makoto so long? Why has he not returned yet? Did something happen at work... or was the train delayed perhaps by a problem of some sort? Or maybe something- no; Haruka could not allow himself to start thinking that way.

Makoto is alright. Any moment now the tall kindhearted, brunette with his warm, emerald eyes would walk through the door and announce that he was home. Haruka's grip on his cooking chopsticks tightened. Why must he feel so anxious? Makoto has been late before...so this is nothing new. Yet here he was, worrying about Makoto's safety.

Its not everyday you meet a man as kind and as thoughtful as Makoto. Haruka often had nightmares where someone would pluck Makoto off the street on his way home or sneak away with him at the train station. Haruka's thoughts started to wander even further and further away from the mackerel that he was cooking.

Looking at his cellphone with a longing glance he picked it up to see if Makoto had left a message or sent him a text. Upon turning on his cellphone Haruka was left to look at messages from both Nagisa and Gou. Both asking if he was okay, Nagisa asking if he wanted to go out and eat sometime this week.

Warm arms wrapped around Haruka's shoulders while a happy sigh escaped from their owners lips. "Haru, I announced that I was home and you didn't answer me- ah. Mackerel again. Haru, you have to change your diet up a bit more." Relaxing into Makoto's arms Haruka remained silent, the anxiousness that he had originally felt slowly fading away.

Makoto smiled before placing a small kiss on the crown of Haruka's head.

"I'm sorry that I worried you, Haru." Makoto paused to turn Haruka around, finally able to see how the line of worry melted away from his childhood-friend-now-lover. Peace- a look of peace now rested on Haruka's normally expressionless face. Moving Haruka's fringe to the side, Makoto placed a kiss on Haruka's forehead. Pulling away he continued, "I'm home."

All Haruka could do was return Makoto's embrace, happy to know that Makoto was okay.