Feathers

By : Kana

"Ah, Tezuka-kun. Come on in. Syusuke is upstairs. I trust you still know the way."

I smile when I hear Tezuka and my mother change greetings.

Soft steps announce him coming up, and a couple of seconds later a soft knock is heard on my door.

"Yeah?"

Nothing in my voice betrays that I had heard he had arrived. I don't even look up when my door opens and he steps in, pretending to think it is my mother who came in, pretending to be completely focused on the book lying before me. I'm curious to see what he will do now.

For a couple of seconds nothing happens, and I am tempted to turn around. That is until I feel something soft brush over my neck. A soft squeal escapes me (I sounded like a girl) and I turn my desk-chair around. My eyes open, and my hand moving up to my neck.

Before me now stands Tezuka. A feather in his hand. A smug grin on his face.

"I know you heard me arriving."

I smile and close my eyes before taking a hold of his T-shirt and pulling him forward.

"And here I though I was the mischievous one."

He merely raises an eyebrow before he leans all the way is. Covering my lips with his own.

It's good to see again...

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The end