IMPULSE

A continuation of the previous chapter (as noted previously, chapters will be continuous and interrelated but there will be no solid story line.)

Disclaimer: I do not own Akatsuki no Yona nor its characters

Warning: More fluff.


Yona's been practicing her shooting for a while now.

She's been on edge lately since the night a certain raven haired lad had kissed her. She's been distracted, spacing out more often, clumsier than the usual and she just CAN'T GET THE DAMN ARROW TO HIT

She was starting getting frustrated but again, she took her stance, took a deep breath and aimed.

THWISH!

She let out an unsatisfied grunt as she missed the targeted tree.

"Terrible", a voice behind her booed.

Startled, she flinched for a moment before turning to the uninvited audience. Hak

"Th-that's none of your business. How long have you been there?" She sputtered, trying her best not to sound flustered.

"I'm your teacher, you're my student. And you've gotten worse. It clearly is MY business"

"Whatever" she muttered, avoiding his gaze. She turned back around and took her shooting stance, trying to shrug the awkward feelings that's starting to creep up once more.

He sighed in frustration. She was being stubborn again. Why did he come here in the first place?

As difficult as it already was, he did make a promise that he'll be around her more. But her getting all flustered and avoiding him all the time is really not helping.

She was the one who said she wanted him close, right? It's not that he got it all wrong, right? That night was neither a dream nor a hallucination, right? RIGHT?

He shoved away his thoughts and doubts. She's just being stubborn. Yeah, she's always been that.

THWISH!

She missed another target. The tension in the air was suffocating. Or maybe that's just her. She turned around and almost jumped when she found he was just right behind her.

"You're tensed. Nervous." He moved towards her

"I'm not" she took a step back

"You obviously are. Why?" He inched closer

"You're being too close!" in an attempt to stop him from moving any more closer, she placed her hands in between them, - on his chest. His firm, warm chest. Shit. Bad move, yona! Bad move!

"Hm? Do I make you nervous, hime?" Shivers were sent down her spine.

"Th-that's not what I meant, idiot." Her voice was failing her. She could swear, her face was almost the same color as her hair now.

"Then why are you nervous?" he was pressuring her. Teasing her.

His sharp blue eyes, blazed with mild frustration stared down at her. God, it made her weak on the knees.

She finally surrendered. "Why did you kiss me?"

"What?" That caught him off guard.

What do I say now? He didn't think she'd actually ask him. He just came to tease her a bit. Annoy her. Maybe get her just a bit angry. – to lighten up the air between them so she'd stop avoiding him.

Despite the uncontrolled red streaks across her face, she was staring right back at him, with eyes determined, waiting for an answer.

Why did I kiss her? Why is she asking me now? Did she hate it? Is that why she's been avoiding me?

Thoughts were racing through his mind. But what should he say now?

"Is that why - -" He stopped mid-sentence, choosing another question. "Would you rather it never happened?"

"No, it's not that! – I mean-"

"Touch me."

"What? Wait, listen, I- -" She was spiraling into confusion, rush, panic and a lot more other emotions she really couldn't understand right now

He grabbed both her hands and placed them on either sides of his face. His large hands covered hers.

She couldn't look at him and instead stared at the ground beneath them. She couldn't understand what was happening to herself.

"Hak, this is - -"

"Look at me, yona"

She looked up but averted her gaze to a blank space on the side.

"I said look at me"

She shut her eyes as a stubborn response. Even without looking, she knew his eyes are fixed on her and she remembered how he stared at her intently. She blushed at the thought, realizing how inappropriate it is to fantasize about this now.

His skin felt warm under her touch. She could feel strands of his hair tickle the exposed skin of her fingers. She was touching his face. It's not like she hasn't done it before. This should be okay… until she felt him move their hands the tiniest bit and the action made her think as if he'd been longing for this. For her touch. That's just my imagination.

Exasperated, he fell to his last resort. "If you don't look at me, I'll kiss you again."

"Hak!" you're kidding! Her eyes shot wide open in surprise only to see him and his stupid looking face with his tongue sticking out. Instincts took over her and she whacked his head.

"OW!" It sent him squatting down and rubbing the freshly whacked area. " what the- why did you hit me? You crazy wo- -"

She fell to her knees and sat across him. His words trailed off as he was taken aback by the sight in front of him.

She was laughing. She looked carefree, relaxed and happy. She looked so…beautiful. Damn. He felt his heart swell a little bit more for her and a blush was creeping up his cheeks. Shit shit shit.

He brought one hand to his face, trying to calm himself down, hiding whatever evidence there is that he's blushing.

"I'm sorry…" she said in between laughter.

"You say you're sorry but you're still laughing. I'm not sure those two go together well, hime."

"I know. I'm sorry." She kept laughing. And he couldn't stop staring.

Damn. I really am in love with you.

He felt defeated. She's so stubborn.

And he already knew that. He's known that for years. And he's loved that about her forever.

Why did he kiss her? Simple. It can't be helped. He lost it. And he's about to lose it again if this goes on.

Her laughter finally had died down.

"Are you done with your party, hime?"

She responded with a nod, wiping her eyes

"Why did you hit me?"

"I don't know. Impulse, maybe."

Impulse, huh.

He moved to sit beside her "Really. I wonder what other impulses you're hiding there in that 12-year old body", he teased

A vein snapped. "You really don't want to know."

"I think I really do."

"I think you should shut it."

He chuckled.

Yona shot a glance at him.

"You should laugh more, Hak."

He shrugged it off. It's a miracle he could even chuckle.

They stayed under the tree's shade for a while in silence, enjoying each other's company. She realized she wasn't as nervous anymore. He was right there beside her and it felt okay. This was definitely better than all the flustering and avoidance she's been doing. She did say she wanted him around more but she never thought it would be that difficult. She didn't think that every time she happens to be near him, she remembers how he held and kissed her. She blushed furiously again.

"Hak. You still haven't answered me properly" he stopped "why did you kiss me?"

He turned, got up, started walking away and answered,

"I don't know… impulse, maybe."


EXTRA:

Yun arms crossed in front was getting in the position to nag "was it that difficult to find and pick up wood for fire? that should be easy even for me!"

"Tch then why don't you do it?" Hak murmured, face impassive

"I can't dirty my hands with a job like that! I am a bishounen. have you ever seen a bishounen with hands that are as rough and dirty like yours?"

"Whatever. Where should I set these?"

"Why did you took so long, mister? Zeno was getting hungry"

"He was flirting with the princess, Zeno", Jae ha started "So please, forgive him"

"Hak was doing WHAT?!" Kija screamed, bursting out of the tent

Hak shot a death glare at the green-haired, half-dead Jae-ha. "I was not"

"Oh? I'm sorry, my dear thunder beast, I must have misinterpreted it. But you were saying a lot of flirty things. like, 'touch me' and even threatening to ki- -"

Hak grabbed his neck with his both hands before Jae-ha could continue, choking him into oblivion.
"WHAT WERE YOU DOING TO THE PRINCESS, HAK?" Kija was freaking out and started heading to the forest, looking for Yona, crying "PRINCESS! PRINCESS, WHERE ARE YOU? WHAT DID THE BIG BAD MONSTER DO TO YOU?"

Hak's anger doubled as he continued to choke the poor green-haired dragon.

"Jae-ha's gonna die." Shin-ah whispered to Ao


I am back with a new chapter! It took a while but I have my (not so valid) excuses that nobody really wants to hear.

Anyway. So I thought I was done and was gonna leave this story as a oneshot. But I just can't contain all my) hakxyona fantasies (frustrations) to myself anymore. I feel like they needed to be shared and made known and be a cause for fangirling fangirls like me.

So there you go! Drown in the fluff!

So I noticed something about how I write. I think I shift a lot in terms of POV? And I'm not sure if it's okay or not. I'm sorry about that if it turned out to be confusing. I was going for the sense of omniscience (you know, his and her thoughts and sides are presented) I'm not sure if I succeeded in doing so.

If it turned out bad, I'm very sorry. I was trying to avoid making sections or chunks that had each character's POV. (I don't know. I feel uncomfortable reading/writing that kind of thing)

Any tips so that I can improve with this (and my writing in general)? I'd be very much grateful.

Tell me what you think of this chapter. If you have questions, suggestions, or requests, please feel free to leave reviews.

I've got more coming up so stay tuned.