This one is set in 3z universe, last year of high school. Enjoy!

I also wanted to thank Pahreza, who will be my beta reader from here onwards! :)

Forehead Kiss

She hates being sick, much more if she's supposed to be having fun in their school trip! It's not everyday that you get to ski and have fun in the snow with your friends, and she had been so excited for this she cannot believe her bad luck. Besides, it's her last year and she wants to make good memories with everyone. But here she's in her room, tucked beneath the duvet and lots of blankets and waiting for Soyo –aka her roommate– to bring her some pills. This is the second day she's stuck, and she's downright pissed. She can see the people skiing through her window, descending slopes smoothly and creating lines in the snow.

Her friends had offered to stay with her, but she had looked at them horrified, telling them to stop talking nonsense and assuring them that she would be fine. She wasn't going to ruin their fun too.

Finally, there's a knock on the door and it opens. Kagura sits upright hastily, her eyes lighting up waiting for her bestie. When she sees who has entered the room, though, her mood sours. Him.

"Yo, China. I'm surprised you haven't drowned in your misery yet." His cheeks are red from the cold and his hair is dishevelled.

"What the hell are you doing here?"

"Checking how my favourite pig is doing, of course."

"Cut the crap, Sadist. You don't give a fuck about my well–being. Where's Soyo?"

"She called Boss and told him she couldn't come for whatever reason, I don't really remember, but, unfortunately, I just happened to be around. He asked me to bring these to you." He takes two little boxes from his pocket, shaking them a little before approaching her. She eyes him warily, never sure what he is about to do next. Never mind they've known each for four years. You can never be careful enough with him.

As for Soyo, she's sure the rich girl is just in one of those dangerous slopes far away from where the hotel is and couldn't make it in time to give her the pills.

Sougo stops on the edge of her bed interrupting her train of thought, and Kagura frowns even more a she grips the hem of the duvet.

"What?"

"I'm not sure which one I should give to you…" He stares at her, lost in thought, and Kagura tries to snatch the boxes away from him in a swift move. He stops her putting a hand on her shoulder and sitting her down again. Then, without a warning, he leans down and presses his mouth to her forehead. The only thing she registers before snapping is that his lips are cold and a little parched.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?" She's flushed to the tip of her ears, and she recoils to the wall next to her bed, as far from him as possible. Then she curses for acting like that. He has completely caught her off guard. Damn.

"Gods, don't shout. I'm just checking your temperature. If you have a fever I should give these to you, not the other ones." He raises his hand with one of the boxes, but she's not done. Oh no.

"You don't have to kiss me to do that, you idiot! That's sexual harassment!"

"I'll let you know that it's a very accurate way of checking for a fever, since I don't have a thermometer. Besides, that doesn't even count as a kiss, please. How have you been kissed to make you think that was an actual kiss? So lame." He smirks when he sees her turning a shade redder, though he doesn't know if it's from embarrassment or wrath anymore. She's so funny. "Wait, have you even been kissed? I'm not sure if I ever heard something about it…"

"You're such an arrogant brat! Get the hell out!"

"Fine, fine, as you wish." He drops the boxes into her hands. "Just remember to look out of the window to see me having fun with the guys. Have a nice afternoon, China."

"OUT!" She can see him snickering, trying to suppress the guffaws, and he finally reaches the door and opens it.

"It's the blue box. And nice pjs, by the way." He looks at her one last time wiggling his eyebrows before closing the door and Kagura stares dumbfounded at it for a while.

"Nice what?" She then processes the info and looks down, feeling her brow twist. She's wearing a red tank top –not her usual style, but it was so hot in the room, damn heaters– that doesn't cover her chest in any decent way, with one strap falling down her shoulder. Bras were not made to sleep in, and she's sharing the room with Soyo, so of course she's not wearing any. And better not to think about the nonexistent pants. She thanks all the gods above for the duvet covering her rabbit patterned panties and, crossing her arms around her almost exposed bosom, she yells in frustration.

"I swear I'm gonna kill you, you asshole!"