A/N: Well, I must admit, I'm dying of cuteness too, my bros. *listens to adorable music*

Anyway, enjoy.

Also, a notice to trolls: you don't scare or bother me. You're simply a part of what I do, so I'll deal.

Haruto woke up slowly, blinking rapidly as the morning sun pierced his eyes. He winced, covering his eyes and turning to the side. Yawning, he dropped his hands and stared across the makeshift room, at where his brother was sleeping. The little boy, however, was shocked to see Droite snuggled up against Kaito, her head tucked underneath his chin, her nose pressed into his shirt. Haruto was equally surprised when he noticed that his brother was holding the woman close, as if to protect her.

Despite his efforts, the boy broke into laughter. His hands shot to his mouth, desperately trying to stifle his giggles. Neither Kaito nor Droite awoke at this; they were too busy wrapped in each other's grip to really give half a damn at all. Haruto held a pillow up to his face, only allowing his eyes to be seen over the fluffy object, and hurriedly climbed out of the tent before he woke up the sleeping lovebirds (at least, that's what he called them!).

When the younger Tenjou stepped out, Kaito shifted, opening his eyes. His arms were numb, so he tried to move them, but then he realized that he had a girl in his arms. A blush overcame his cheeks, dyeing his pale cheeks a dark pink. Droite was peacefully asleep in his embrace, her hands clutching the front of his shirt, her head tucked underneath his chin, her face pressed to his collarbone. She was no longer shaking, but for some odd reason, that didn't satisfy him.

Ah, hell no, he thought to himself, biting the inside of his cheek. I am not in love with her.

A soft moan came from her, and she rolled sideways. The sleeping bag held them both tightly, so when she moved, he ended up going with her. Landing on top of her, his legs between hers, he grumbled out a curse and searched for the zipper.

Damn. It was underneath Droite. He would have to wake her in order to get the damn zipper undone. Pulling his arms out from under her, he grasped her shoulder and shook her gently.

"Droite," he called to her in a hushed tone. "C'mon Droite, you gotta wake up."

She huffed, her eyes slowly opening as she yawned. Kaito couldn't help but find that adorable. (Wait, what?!) Blinking a few times, she cleared the haze from her gaze and glanced at him in confusion. "Eh? K… Kaito?"

"Don't freak out, okay?" Shifting around, he accidently grazed her pelvis with his, and he held back a shiver of pleasure at the movement. "You dragged me on top of you when you rolled over."

Droite blushed, a red tone darkening her pale face. "Sorry," she murmured in shame, dropping her hands from his shirt.

The blonde shook his head. "It's fine, Droite, honestly. But now, I need you to roll with me so I can get to the zipper, alright?"

That explained the thing digging into her shoulder blades. "Yeah," she nodded. "Whenever you're ready."

Let's hope we can get this done without anyone seeing us like this, he thought, placing his hands on her sides. She squirmed slightly, but managed to calm down before she made any loud noises. Without giving a countdown or warning, he rolled over onto his back, taking Droite with him. She landed on his chest, her lips nearly crashing into his. They stared at each other in what seemed like horror for a few seconds before Kaito managed to get his arms around her and to the zipper.

A few moments later, the sleeping bag slid open, and Droite placed her hands on Kaito's chest, pushing herself upward. Sitting up, she didn't even realize that she was straddling him.

"Sorry about that," she apologized again, blushing as she slid off of him. The blonde duelist sat up, drawing his legs out of the bag and kicking it aside.

"I said it was fine, Droite," he grumbled, knitting his eyebrows together. "You don't have to keep apologizing."

Dropping her head as she nodded, she turned away from him and collected her shoes from the front of the tent. "Should we go out together or do you want me to go first?"

"Let's go together," he replied. "That way, the suspicion won't be so bad." The male duelist had thought this through as soon as he had woken up. Haruto had already gotten up and left, so that meant the fact that Droite and Kaito had spent the night together could already be circulating. What people thought they did, however, wasn't much up to debate. Girl plus guy plus sleeping bag equals nothing good.

Kaito followed Droite to the entrance of the tent, sliding into his tennis shoes before stepping out alongside her. Apparently it had rained last night, for the ground was damp and dark brown, and everything looked lively. Only Haruto, Ryouga, and Rio were up, which wasn't surprising. But the smug expressions they had were definitely expected.

"And our lovebirds awaken," Ryouga stated, smirking wider. "Haruto says you guys were in a sleeping bag together."

Droite sent and ice cold glare at the WATER duelist, her orange eyes frightening. Kaito rolled his eyes as he and the woman walked together over to the logs that the small group was gathered on. "Nothing happened, asshole," the blonde growled dangerously.

"From the shapes that were inside that tent a little while ago, I say not," Rio said, winking. Kaito glared at her, too; why the hell did she and her brother insist on teasing him like this?!

The Butterfly Duelist sent a warning glance at Rio. The Kamishiro girl got the message and instantly stopped snickering. Her brother, however, didn't get the message.

Haruto watched in amusement as his brother was teased. Ryouga nodded his head. "You still sure that nothing happened between you two?"

"Damn sure, Ryouga." Droite was the one who had spoken, not Kaito. She was obviously not happy with the younger guy's antics, but he simply laughed.

"I'm just joshing you," he replied, tying his octopus hair up into a ponytail. "No need to bite my head off."

The rest of the morning was spent in somewhat normal bliss.

A/N: Kinda boring at the end, but y'know, I ran out of steam for this chapter. Oh well. Anyway, Ja ne, and slap that review button with your elbow!