Title: Asking You, Asking Me
Pairing: Fuuko Kirisawa x Tokiya Mikagami
Rating: K+
Theme: #5, "Ano sa.." ("Hey, you know..")
Word Count: 610
Warnings: Cliché-ness. :P
Disclaimer: I don't and won't ever own FoR. Sometimes, I wish I do though. :P

"Tokiya!"

Now that sounds quite foreign to him.

He stops his tracks and wheels himself around to face the direction where the voice came from.

Well, what a surprise. His name suddenly shifts from being foreign to being just completely weird now, especially because it came from the purple-haired girl who had given him the hideous nickname, 'Mi-chan', much to his utter vexation.

She finally catches up to him, abruptly stopping to regain her breath.

He stands there, eyebrows raised as he waits for her to regain her composure.

"..."

Well, she's certainly taking her time now, doesn't she?

"If you don't—"

"Ano sa.." She starts, cutting him off, as she straightens her back. She's visibly fidgeting, as if she's about to say something really ridiculous and embarrassing. The sight's not something that anyone can see everyday, as Fuuko is almost never shy.

And he just looks at her expectantly, as he thinks an interjection will prompt her to run away from him, leaving him bewildered and wondering, which is not exactly a good thing, since he doesn't like complexities and puzzles that he has an inkling he can't solve. If they're just numbers or figures or something that ends in '–logy' which sounds scientific, then that's fine, but puzzles regarding emotions or feelings or friends? No can do.

"Don't laugh, okay?" She asks, pleads even. And that actually takes him by surprise.

"I almost always never laugh, Kirisawa," He states in a matter-of-factly tone.

She laughs nervously. "Right."

And he sees her take a deep breath, three times, before she opens her mouth to say something he thought he'll never hear her say. Well, at least not to him anyway.

"Excuse me?" He asks.

And she groans, as if he just asked something that is unforgivable to ask. "Come on, Mi-chan, don't make me repeat myself."

And he stares at her, as if telling her that he sincerely doubts that he heard what he just heard.

She sighs in defeat, making up a quick explanation in her mind to what she's about to say again. "Ijustaskedyoutokissme," she says quickly, wanting to just get over it and move on.

"It's just that we had a game of truth or dare last night and I felt bad because I didn't do what they asked me to do when they all did what has been given to them." She supplies breathlessly, as if he will understand even better if she talks fast.

"They asked you to ask me to kiss you?"

"No! I mean, yes! I mean, no, no, no! They just told me to—"

And she finds herself unable to clarify and elaborate on the situation as he holds her by the shoulders and kisses her, softly, like her lips was a very fragile and sacred thing.

"—kiss you," She unconsciously finishes as he pulls away from her.

"You're too talkative for your own good, Fuuko," He replies, and his lips curve into an arrogant smirk. It's about high time he returns the favor for calling him Tokiya earlier, he thinks.

And then, just around the corner, a mixture of laughter and gasps echoes.

Well, way to ruin the moment, they always say.

Of course Mikagami heard it. And of course he recognizes whose voices they were from. Truth or dare last night his foot, they're still playing it right now! He shoots a glare at the corner. How can he have missed the plain fact that there's just no point in Fuuko continuing the dare when the rest aren't there to marvel at the scene?!

Truth or dare. God, how much they all love that game.

Tch. Tokiya should just admit he loved the kiss. :P

This one's a bit hurried. I'll be busy (as of now, 3 reports, one long exam, and 2 other assignments, 1 prob set) starting today until Friday next week, so I really wanted to give you 3 little one-shots for now. :) Expect the 4th one to be posted maybe on the 24th or 25th. ;)

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