A/N: Hello every-nyan. This is a One-shot I wanted to write after I read this cute thing, it's called HanaKyo on deviantart by Jack-The-Dead. I loved it~!
Rating stays the same.
Title: Smooch
Rating: Click back and read.
Summary: Click back and read.
Pairing(s): KiyoHana
Warnings: No warnings this time...?
"I don't own bleach." Talking
I honestly don't. Thinking/Flashback
"What would make you think I do ?" Stressed words
Alrighty then let's start!
It was a warm sunny afternoon when Kiyone Kotetsu was strolling outside, breathing in the fresh air that surrounded her. All of her paperwork was done already, and she made sure that Sentarou got his part. She made sure that her wonderful captain got his portion of medicine handed to him. So there wasn't that much she could do.
So she got outside and going to wherever her feet led her to, and like always she ended up at the barracks of the fourth division, to hang out with her sister like she always did when she had nothing to do.
So she entered the barracks, gaining a certain someone's attention. Young Hanatarou Yamada watched as his crush walked pass him, not even noticing that he was there. It seemed kinda stalker-ish, but he assumed she'd come there at the same time of the day. So he brought he something. A flower, a Snowdrop to be exact.
So there he was, looking for a way to express his feeling for her. But he couldn't find the right words to do it. He practiced for days, he even tried getting help from Renji. It actually seemed easy practicing. But when he had to face her, it was like his confidence jumped out and walked away.
Well, there he was, Snowdrop in his left hand and twitching with his right hand. Standing behind her, facing her small back.
Stay cool, don't be nervous. Just give her the flower and run. No ! I have to give her the flower, and tell her I like her.
Yes, that's it.
He started fiddling with his finger like a nervous five-year old would.
"Umm, Kiyone ?"
She turned around to see the nervous young healer. He was wearing that 'oh so cute' blush on his cheeks. He looked like something was really bothering him.
"Oh, hey Hana !" she exclaimed happily. "Need something?" she finished. Her speaking seemed to trigger his nervousness from fiddling to stumbling. The sandy-blonde stared at him, he tried to speak. But he was tripping on his own words.
Okay, I can do this, he inwardly encouraged himself. "I-I-I h-h-have," he stuttered. Pulling out the white flower, holding it in front of him. "f-f-f-for y-y-you." He shivered in fear, of rejection and how bad of a fool he made himself look like.
The flower caught her attention, is that... her thoughts where interrupted by the young healer holding the white flower in front of her face. She stumbled backwards for a minute. "Flower! It's for you." he let out nervously.
She noticed a few of its petals was missing, and a few of them were saggy because of his constant shaking. But it was so nice of him to give her her favorite flower. Isane already told her about his small crush on her, but she didn't believe it. But now there was no more evidence needed to verify it.
He handed the flower over to her as she admired his guts and charming gift. She knew how shy and clumsy he could be, and she knew it took a lot for somebody like him to step up to someone and give somebody you like a flower.
What a lovely gift it was, and cute. What a charming guy.
It was such a nice gift, she figured out she should give him a gift in return.
So she tip-toed and pulled his head down to level hers, and gave him a peck on his cheek.
"Thanks a bunch Hana!"
A/N: I hope you like the story, R&R Bai bai !
