Giriko is about to confess his feelings to Justin, but how can he be sure he's listening? (Warning: Yaoi fluff)

I do NOT own Soul Eater, and of the characters, or Katy Perry's/Alex Goot's song "E.T.". This is merely because I was watching Soul Eater and thought of it.

Sorry it's so short; I couldn't really add anything. I hope you enjoy my first fic!

Justin's fingers flipped automatically to his favorite song, "E.T." by Katy Perry, the music blaring in his eardrums. His torso was bare and dripping with water, having just gotten out of the shower. He had pants on, but that was about it. His half-naked body rocked to and fro with the beat of the song, his butt bobbing up and down.

It was at this time that Giriko decided to walk into the room, drying his hair off on a towel. No, he hadn't been taking a shower with Justin; it was raining outside, and the chainsaw-man had been pacing in the rain, trying to figure out a way to confess his feelings.

He and Justin had been together for about seven months, and not once had he told the music lover how he felt about him. Giriko had finally formed an idea of what he was going to say to his boyfriend. Unfortunately, he hadn't seen Justin's headphones; he figured that, since he had just come out of the shower, that Justin wouldn't have them in yet.

"U-Um," Giriko started, scratching his head in nervousness, "Justin, there's something I've always wanted to tell you. We've been together for a while now, but I've come to realize that I've never told you how I feel. I know I sound like an emotional girl right now, but I have to tell you that…I-I love you, Justin!" He nearly yelled the last part, his face red with embarrassment.

Giriko pulled up beside his lover when he realized that Justin hadn't responded. The weapon sighed, noticing the skull-decorated ear pieces. Giriko started to walk away, thoroughly depressed, when he heard Justin's soft voice float about on the air. Justin hardly ever sang out loud, but when he did, Giriko's favorite thing to do was listen and sway to the beat. His hands gripped the dresser behind him as he listened in rapt attention.

"Kiss me, k-k-kiss me! Infect me with your love and fill me with your poison! Take me, t-t-take me! I wanna be your victim, ready for abduction, boy!" Giriko blushed, imagining that Justin was singing to him.

In a spur of emotion, Giriko rushed toward the blond man, throwing his arms around the boy's naked, slim waist. Justin stifled a scream of surprise, turning red as he realized that his lover had heard him singing.

"G-Giriko! What's wrong?" Justin turned around, trying to peer into Giriko's face. The weapon simply buried his face into his lover's back, grinning.

"You didn't hear any of that, did you?" Giriko asked.

Justin smiled. "Actually, I did. I heard every single word."

Giriko froze, his hands stilled clutched around the blond boy's middle. 'Did he actually hear me? Is he just pulling my leg?'

Justin flipped around, bringing the lovers face to face. "I love you too," he responded, pushing their lips together. Giriko melted into the embrace, pulling Justin closer to his still-soaking body.