(Rainy Day -part two-)

Misha smiled nervously at Takashi, as they stood facing one another in the kitchen. They had come in to escape the rainy and cold weather, but there was something about the way that he was acting that reminded Misha of being back out there. Everything about Takashi's reactions felt somewhat cold and automatic, as if he wasn't really there and that be didn't want to be there, but he just accepted that he had no choice but to be where he was.

"Y-You go wait in the living room. Okay? Su?" Misha stammered.

Takashi nodded and walked away without saying another word.

She stared after him for a long while, until the painful chill of the pop cans that were still in her hands brought her back to reality. She placed them atop the fridge and ran to the other side of the kitchen, where the dishes were kept in the shelves. She pulled out two plates and placed them down before she ran around the kitchen, getting utensils and cups gathered together, occasionally fumbling whatever it was that she happened to put in her hands. She was feeling a little nervous, and it was starting to show.

She ran to the fridge and pulled out the cake. She placed it down on the counter, near where she had gathered everything else, and reached for the knife. There were still a few hours left before Shia would be home, and more than likely, she guessed, Takashi would stay to see the kind hearted demon when she returned home, so she cut the cake into four large slices, and put two of the on the plates.

"Misha-san, do you need any help?" Takashi called out to her, sounding a little worried.

She couldn't blame him for sounding that worried. The dishes had been clattering and she'd dropped the forks when she placed them down. That, alongside her clumsy reputation -- who wouldn't be worried?

"Tee hee hee hee hee…" she tittered in response. "It's okay, it's okay. Su. Don't worry, Ten-chan!"

"Ah, okay," he answered, then fell silent.

Misha stood at the counter for a moment, her eyes cast downwards. Her hands slowly curled up into tight fists, and she resisted the urge to cry. She was a clumsy, useless angel, and she actually thought that she could help a human through one of their problems?

Sasha would tell her that it was about time. Misha couldn't remember how many times she had heard Sasha's "you can't focus on only one human" speech.

Maybe it was about time that she moved on, at least a little. She wouldn't give up on Kotarou, but rather, try she would try moving outwards. There really were other people than him in this realm that needed someone to lean against, to help guide them for a short amount of time. Takashi seemed like one of those people at the moment.

It won't hurt to try… I already decided that I was gonna do this, didn't I? Ten-chan's a really good friend, and I want to help him… so why am I being silly? she asked herself. She closed her eyes for a moment, then reopened them. I'm going to do it. Just like a real angel would!

"Ten-chan!" she sang, picking up the plates with the cake on them. "Let's eat some cake! Su!"

She bounced out of the kitchen and headed for Takashi.

"Ten-chan!" she sang. She smiled at him.

Takashi sat on the floor, knees pulled up to his chest. The t-shirt that he was borrowing from her was pulled over his legs. He had head resting on his knees. He was shivering.

She frowned. How had she expected him to stay warm with only a thin t-shirt on? What had she been thinking?

"Ah, I'm sorry," she squeaked. "I'll go get you a blanket! Su!"

She dropped the plates onto the table in front of him.

"I'll be right back."

"Mi-Misha-san!" he called, grabbing her forearm before she could even turn around. "D-Don't… I'm okay. Just stay here with me, please."

"T-Ten-chan…?" she murmured.

He looked at her with pleading eyes, his grip on her arm tightening slightly.

"I…" She had no idea how to answer. She knew that it would be best to get him the blanket, but with the look that he was giving her, she found herself unable to leave him. "Alright. I'll stay with yas. Su."

He smiled faintly. She settled down beside him, unsure of what she was supposed to be doing.

"Misha-san, what do you think of me?" he asked her.

She glanced at him. "Um, what?"

"What do you think of me?" he repeated himself.

"Uh… well… You're really smart," she chirped, "and, you're really good at sports, too. Lots of people look up to you. And you're cute, too." She let out a small, nervous chuckle after that.

"Only that?"

"Um… oh… well, I… I think you must've worked really hard to get so good at those things," she said. "It takes lots of work to be the bestest. Su."

"I'm not the best," he grumbled, looking away.

"But you are!" she insisted. "Kotarou-kun always says that you're at the top of the class! And he always looks up to you 'n… stuff like that. Suu."

"Heh." Takashi was still facing away from her. "That guy… he just really gets on my nerves sometimes. He's got all these girls chasin' after him, and he doesn't see it. It's almost like he's sayin' 'I'm too beautiful for this' and just ignores them."

"Huh?" Misha blinked. What was Takashi going on about? Wasn't that an entirely different subject than the one that they were just talking about? Or, was that what was really bothering him?

"Um, T-Ten-chan? Su?" she questioned. "Did something happen at school today?"

He shook his head, "Naw. Nothin' out of the ordinary."

"Honya…?" She tiled her head to the side, confused.

Takashi turned to face her again, staring at her curiously.

"I've just been thinking."

"About what? Su?"

"He doesn't even see what he's got right in front of him…"

"Um… huh?"

Takashi pushed forward suddenly, and before she knew what was happening, she was being kissed.

She had no idea what to do.

Limiting myself while I wrote this, to 1,000 words, was nearly impossible. (Dx) I feel that so much was overlooked in it... I wanted to go so much deeper into the story and so forth. Actually, a good, straight-up Takashi/Misha fanfiction is what I really want to write. It's showing, isn't it? I keep writing them together. In any case, recently, for a few weeks, I began suffering from writer's block as I always do when I want to get to writing the very most. Heck, I'm still not even over it... but I'm trying. There will be a new UtCT release soon, though probably within the KCK fandom.