What Ashima said was:

I think he does like you, 'cause whenever I tease him about being in a relationship with an idol, he twitches, blushes, reacts awkwardly. But, I'm not sure, he'd not told me anything bout it. Though dometimes he talks a lot about you... Maybe, he likes you but didn't realize it himself...

I touch my lips again, the tingling sensation from the dream, continues to linger. I take a deep breath and lay down. Within moments I doze off...

"Megumi!" Someone's shaking me. Groaning, I respond. "What's the matter..."

"Come on, wake up!" Its Tio. Tio? I wake up and sit straight.

"Follow me!" She says going out of the room.

I look around and Ashima isn't at my side. Slowly, I settle my feet on the ground and yawn.

Then I follow Tio outside. "Why its so dark here?" I ask.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Everyone screamed out loud and the lights came round. There was a small cake in front of me. Black forest. All of our allies are here. I look at the clock, which is ticking 1 min past 12.

I feel a sharp stinging feel in my eyes. Here, among these guys I'm an ordinary person. And not an idol. Everything is so beautiful in its simplicity.

"Well, the time might not be correct here, but still, according to makai's calander its 12th August. Happy birthday!" Kiyomaro stepped forward.

My hands were covering my mouth. Everyone was smiling. I can't ruin their mood. To hide my tearing eyes, suddenly, without realizing I hugged Kiyomaro, who standing right in front of me. Burrying my face into his chest.

I think he jumped a lil, being shocked. Then stifled a sigh. Slowly, I was soaking the the grey T-shirt he had on. I didn't care about it. But to my bad luck he didn't wrap his arms around me, nor did he pushed me. Instead he softly rested his chin my my head.

After moments I let go and his face was bright red and I feel mine was as well. Everyone was still smiling. I looked down being embarrassed. He didn't hug me back...but didn't he push me!

Rest of the celebration wasn't fabulous but was full of love which satisfies me.

"Its all Kiyomaro's plan." Tio whispered.

I found myself inhaling sharply, he did care for me.

After everything was over it was 35 past 1.

Meet me on the terrace. Was what I jotted on a piece of crinkled paper and managed to put it in his pocket like I'd done the first time we met.

Next thing was asking Gash about the terrace and going there.

...

I squat on the terrace until I heard footsteps approaching. Must be Kiyomaro... I thought and there he was.

"Hey! I got your note..." He said,"...and I wanted you to give something as well."

"I just wanna say thanks." My voice was really soft and calm. Calmer than I could've imagined.

"Here." With a swift moment he pulled out a chocolate from the pocket of his black track pants.

"Many many happy returns of the day..." He flashed the set of his perfect teeth...so dashing.

"Thanks again..." I took it from him. And when I looked at him...our eyes meet and I can't look back.

He stepped closer, and I stepped back. The backdrop was under a star studded sky...silent night. This continued until my back touched the wall. He set his hand on the wall over my shoulder. His face so close to mine.

Just...few inches apart. I close my eyes and can hear his heart beat...he stepped even closer, something has gotten to him. I open my eyes to look at his chest. The thin tee he'd on outlined and lean, tonned chest. I can't help staring. He cupped my chin and forced me to look at him.

He then removed a stray tumble of hair off my face...just like in my dream. Were we going to kiss? I should be happy then...instead I'm...I'm confused.

My memory drifting to the time of battles. Oh Kiyomaro. I look at his face. There was scar on his forehead just above his eyebrow.

He moved even closer. Our noses were touching, and we were looking at each others lips...I close my eyes and wait for the feeling of his lips on mine...

Boom...there was an unpleasant noise...perhaps with an amplitude more than 80 db.

My eyes flung open and I saw the side of his face. His perfectly angled jawline tempting my fingers. He was already looking away. His hand still on on wall on which my back was attached.

"Come on!" He shouted. Grabbing my wrist with such a force that my skin burnt on his touch. With a sudden thrust he dragged me along with him. As we run faster and faster, his hold on my wrist tighten making it painful. We were so fast that I didn't even get a chance to ask what was going on...

He continued to pull me...faster. Faster. Faster. I've never thought I can run at this speed. And him? Perhaps he didn't had a good night's sleep. How can he still run with such a high energy level.

We kept running and the terrace seemed to have no end. I should have been exhausted but I'm not rather its easy to run...

I look up the sky and something like a meteor shower caught my eyes. I wanna see it properly. As Kiyomaro noticed it his grip tightened even more and my hand was numb, completely numb from poor blood circulation. He was never this hard, or its just because he wanna ensure my safety.

Its true...I feel I'm safe with him. There was a burst of meteors or metals on us.

"Oh my...!" I scream at top my lungs. What was going on...

I looked ahead and a cylindrical structure fell right in front of us with such a great force that it send us flying in air, his hand still grabbed my wrist, it EXPLODED...!

"It exploded..." I repeated as Kiyomaro pulled me to his chest or rather thrust me, my face kinda smacked his chest. Of course it was painful.

His strong arms tighten around me and his lean chest obstructed my vision. My heartbeat increased and I was aware we were falling back on the ground. Aware of the impact I close my eyes, he's grip tightened around my slender frame. He was lean as well, but he can do that. My breath was squeezed out of me. Who knew he was this strong.

The increased heart rate, feeling of falling everything vanished as I thought that he'd held me in his arms. In spite of all this, the warmth of his chest, his racing heart was so...comforting...

My thought crashed as I felt the slightest bit of the impact, slightest bit? What about him? He landed on his back, shoulder blades first. I heard him grunt in pain as we slide or rub on the concrete floor until his back collided with something.

He stayed there motionlessly, panting heavily. I acknowledge the fact that he took all the injuries on himself. My face still buried in his chest.

"Umm..." I hummed and he loosened his grip on me. I felt his arms slide off...like they were lifeless. Concerned, I looked up his chest. His eyes were half closed, and he was sweating heavily. "Are you okay?" I asked.

"Kin...da..." He replied breathlessly.

I raised up a lil more. Then got off him. He pushed himself to a sitting position, and lean against the pillar against which he'd collided. There was a roof over our head, it was like a platform. Gash's palace! I sighed.

Kiyomaro's head bent downwards, and he still sat or rather slumped there motionlessly. He's really...I stifled a sigh.

The impact was really hard on him. "Kiyomaro-kun!" I call out.

"Yeah..." He almost expelled.

My hand felt electrified and warm as blood circulated properly. I looked at him...and perhaps he was struggling to breathe properly.

I was kneeling besides him so I went closer and rubbed his chest softly. Expecting to help. Feeling his pecs through the fabric of his tee. His eyes were almost shut and his mouth open. To speak of eyes he'd developed bags under them, though light ones but can be noticed...

After sometimes, he grabbed my hand over his chest..."thanks..." He said.

"I should thank you..." I looked down. The metallic objects were raining cats and dogs but we were safe. A prolonged silence followed. He turned his head towards me and then suddenly he said..."sorry!"

"What for?" I asked.

"For that..." He pointed to my wrist. I've had his finger marks around it, really red.

"Its alright...you've saved me." I smile sadly at him.

"Fine then..." His voice was still faint.

He stirred trying to sit up straight, but let out a painful yell.

"What happened..." I snapped.

"I think...I've hurt my neck and head as well." He managed to say.

I helped him sit up straight...and he laid his head back on the wall.

I bet he would've got abrasion to his shoulder blades...a pregnant silence followed. Then I opened my mouth to ask what was going on, but he asked instead...

"Will you mind...if I'll take off my T-shirt, my shoulder blades are burning..."

I felt my cheeks flushing, "why would I mind if you aren't comfortable."

He pushed himself forward, and I see small traces of red on his grey tee. Abrasions bleed lightly. Very lightly.

He started rolling off the hem of his tee, then stop...mid ways, grunting in pain...

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"My shoulder blades are aching..." He answered then continued to roll up, until his arms were raised and his tee on his neck covering his head, revealing his well-built chest and flat stomach. He didn't pull the tee over his head and shoulder rather groaned.

"Oh..." Perhaps his neck was hurting. I helped him drag off his T-shirt. And after rolling it off his arms, he expelled a breath of relief as if he were stuck inside it.

He stirred uncomfortably again.

"Turn around..." I said.

He looked lil confused and he did...there was a huge mass of ugly abbrassion and bruise on his back. I frowned.

"I think its really bad..." He said noticing my silence as he looked over his shoulder and I nodded.

"He felt at ease again when the cool breeze braced his wounds...

After a while...I asked..." What was it?"

A/N: THIS WAS THE FIRST TIME I'D WRITTEN A LIL ACTION, I DO WRITE IT BUT NEVER PUBLISH... HOPE YOU LIKE...

-LOVE AND JOY...