A/N: bfhejhgejsdklnvxcmdkja ieksd Hooooooolly crappers with milk! Hi people! I need to get back into the zone of writing and drawing because I am so out of it. X'D

I've got two things as presents for you today. My awesome friend Broby (Did I saw she's awesome? XD) got me Sony Vegas. So I hope to have it, AND KEEP IT, this time. With Sony Vegas, I made a video for Yoite and Miharu. (Of course. XD)

So here that is:

watch?v=dsNy5Y2cHAQ

And here is the song of the day:

watch?v=H4dO_-Cj-Ss&list=PL4BEE49D01523EB11&index=8&feature=plpp_video

Also, I wanted to give a great shout out to someone who gave me a wonderful message. It was from ShowMeTheYaoi. (Love the username. XD) Thanks for your message, it was really sweet. ^^

Alright people, I have got to go to bed. Talk to you all in the next (and final) CHAPTER~~~~~~!


Smell

"Have a good day." The store clerk said politely while he handed Miharu a small plastic bag. Miharu smiled to him as he took it from him and bowed respectfully to his elder.

"Thank you," The young Shinrabansou said. He turned to his friend standing behind him and took his hand before he could say anything. He began to drag Yoite along as they started walking along the streets of Banten, ignoring the people around them who may give a passing glance. Yoite followed behind in a nonchalant pace, fast enough to not be dragged, but slow enough so his arm was tugged on every now and again.

He still didn't know what the young devil had in mind for today. Maybe today he would play with his sense of touch, or maybe taste again. There was no alternative reason as to why he'd bring him out to go through the town and shop. Yoite was getting wary as to Miharu's devious pranks and tricks. He must have set up something just to tease Yoite again today… But what…? That was a good question.

Yoite decided he'd leave the question unanswered and wait for Miharu to answer it himself. He decided to let Miharu do what he wanted and pull him along through the town. He had a feeling if he didn't, then Miharu would just all innocent and sad, which inevitably if Yoite tried to fight against, he'd lose anyway. This was a lose, lose situation for Yoite. He decided to remain quiet.

Miharu pulled him along the streets of Banten, past many shops and restaurants and houses until they were barely at the outskirts of Banten. Yoite wanted to question as to where Miharu was taking him, but soon he was silenced as Miharu slowed his rather fast paced walk to a stop. Yoite stopped to, avoiding a collision with Miharu, and looked at him.

"Are you okay?" Miharu turned to him and asked, his eyes seeming unusually brighter than normal.

"Yes," Yoite answered without missing a beat. Miharu smiled to him and caught Yoite off guard as he stood on his tip toes and landed a gentle kiss on Yoite's cheek. Miharu turned before Yoite had a chance to react, but he could just feel the blush heating Yoite's face while his back was turned to him. Yoite, on the other hand, had not understood what the kiss was for. Sure, they had shared kisses before, but most were too overwhelming for Yoite to handle. This one had been different though; it was soft, gentle, tender, and if left Yoite wanting another.

Yoite wanted to voice his thoughts about the kiss, but he was left voiceless. He felt his breath taken away as Miharu began walking again towards a patch of flowers and trees. He knew he was blushing, but he couldn't get himself to stop no matter how much he tried not to think of the kiss. Miharu seemed to notice this tension from Yoite and turned to look at him, slowly down, but not stopping.
"Are you okay, Yoite?" Miharu questioned some more. Yoite felt his cheeks light up more when his eyes met Miharu's and all he could do was look at the ground and nod his head. "Do you want to stop for a while and rest?" Miharu asked, stopping.

Yoite bumped into Miharu, making him look into Miharu's eyes again. Miharu's eyes held worry and confusion, curiosity as well, and Yoite felt himself trapped within his tempting gaze.

"Yoite…?"

"No… I-I'm okay, we can keep going." Yoite said, keeping his eyes on Miharu. Miharu smiled softly for Yoite.
"Alright… We aren't far, I promise." Miharu said, gently squeezing Yoite's gloved hand. Yoite nodded his head in understanding and let Miharu guide him. Miharu turned and began walking, pulling Yoite behind him and guiding him to where Miharu wanted to go to. Miharu guided Yoite to a clearing, tiny purple wild flowers and clovers covering the ground. Trees were blocking the light from the sun, making freckles of light play off the area around them and on them.

Yoite was in awe of the area, simply looking around and Miharu started pulling him into the area. Miharu's hand left his, and suddenly Yoite looked down at Miharu as he knelt down to the ground. He felt remorse for the loss of Miharu's hand in his own, but when Miharu motioned for Yoite to sit with him, he too sat. Miharu pulled Yoite's hand into his own, and only then did Yoite finally question him.

"What are we doing here, Miharu?" The Kira user asked. Miharu smiled a little more, as if he had been waiting or Yoite to ask that question. Miharu looked up as he weaved their fingers together and fell backwards on his back. Yoite felt Miharu tug on his hand and gently Yoite fell to rest beside him on his side. Miharu smiled to him before looking up at the leaves dangling on the trees.

Yoite waited for something more, but Miharu didn't move. He continuously looked up to the sky, and after a moment, Yoite rolled on his back and looked up as well, thinking that maybe there was something above them to discover. He looked up, curious, but there wasn't anything unusual or magnificent to look at; at last that's what he felt. He continued to look up though, waiting for something to happen. As he did this, he was unaware that Miharu had stopped staring up to stare at him.

Miharu was gazing at him with a loving stare, his green eyes peering at him with such intense care that Yoite could feel it. The Kira user looked over to Miharu, pausing a moment before finally opening his mouth to speak.

"What are you looking at?" Yoite asked. The young Shinrabansou closed his eyes as he rolled over on his side and nuzzled his head on Yoite's shoulder. Yoite had become so accustom to Miharu's devilish ways that his sudden proximity only slightly startled him. He could feel his beating heart quicken its pace, but he didn't have the urge to run away from Miharu's kindness. This surprised him profoundly.

"Just you…" Miharu murmured in his neck. Yoite shivered to the breath fanning on his neck, and he was afraid because he knew Miharu noticed it. Miharu did it again, just to toy with him before he stopped to let Yoite's heart relax. He didn't want to give him a heart attack, or more or less get killed by his deadly friend.

"Why…?" Yoite asked, curious as to why someone, let alone Miharu, would want to look at him. He never understood Miharu's fascination for him, but he decided not to question it. He probably never would understand either.

"Because I want to…" Miharu said simply. Yoite blinked, not understanding, but like always, he decided not to question him.

"Have you done that before?" Miharu asked.

"Done what?" Yoite reproached.

"Done something because you wanted to." Miharu explained. Yoite paused to think. Sure he'd done that before, but did he want to admit it?

"… I guess." He said. He truly didn't understand where Miharu was going with this. Brusquely, Miharu sat up from Yoite and looked down at what was under him. The little flowers were being crushed under him and Yoite. Miharu reached out to the ground and pulled a few of the flower from their roots from the dirt. Yoite watched as he brought them up to his nose and breathed in, then smiling.

"These smell nice…" Miharu commented. Yoite frowned. He had a slight idea as to where this was going. Too bad his sense of smell had faded long ago. Not much too toy with he imagined. "Would you like to smell them, Yoite?" Miharu asked, moving them towards Yoite who was still lying on the ground.

Yoite nodded his head and smiled; even though he couldn't smell them, he'd still offer to breathe them in and take in their beauty. Maybe this would make up for his lack of smell? He highly doubted it, but it was worth it, so long as Miharu thought that he still had some sense of smell.

Yoite took the small purple flowers from the younger boy and inhaled deeply. He was right, he couldn't smell them. He inwardly frowned, but kept a smile on for Miharu. He tried to mask his pain and become stoic to his dying senses, but Miharu could see through the ruse.

"They smell like lavender." Miharu said. Yoite looked at him, surprised. So Miharu had known? How long had he known? Yoite must have wondered though why he tried to hide it. Miharu must have known for a while now and was just pretending not to know.

"Do you like lavender, Yoite?" Miharu asked in a gentle tone. Yoite nodded. He slightly remembered the smell of lavender. Kazuho would sometimes, before he lost his senses, wear a noticeable perfume for her husband on special days. It was really strong, but if Yoite had known then what he knew now, he would have paid close attention to all the smells he liked or didn't like.

Miharu smiled softly, the little freckles of light hitting his face just right to make him look struck with emotion so strong that he wouldn't be aware if the world blew up right out from under them. Truthfully, that's how Miharu felt too. The freckles of light hitting Yoite's skin made his skin look like porcelain. His big blue eyes were bright without the light however; no light was needed to make his eyes glow the way they did.

"What are you thinking?" Yoite asked. Miharu seemed taken by surprised to Yoite's question. When he started his… game, he thought he'd be asking the questions to Yoite. He thought he'd be the one in control.

"Why…?" Miharu asked, trying to gain control back. Yoite looked up into the leaves of the trees and thought about his question. Why did he want to know what Miharu was thinking? He wasn't even sure.

"… You're making a weird face…" Yoite commented. Miharu then made a real weird face.

"So are you…" Miharu exclaimed, leaning over Yoite so the light wasn't shining on his face.

"I am?" Yoite looked confused by the statement. "What am I doing?" He asked.

Miharu couldn't bluntly come out and say it was because Yoite was smiling. Yoite was smiling little by little every day, and it was a blessing for Miharu to see his perfect lips turn into a perfect smile, yet at the same time, it was slightly unsettling. He felt it was, as they would say, "The calm before the storm."

Instead of answering the question, Miharu leaned down and pressed his lips to Yoite's. Yoite's hands quickly clung to Miharu's shoulders, but he didn't hold on as tightly like times before. He closed his eyes tightly, feeling Miharu maneuver himself more over Yoite until his legs had pushed Yoite's apart and kept them from closing again. This made Yoite shiver and Miharu smile within the kiss.

Shyly, Miharu licked Yoite's lips, asking for permission to enter. Before Yoite could deny or accept the advancement, Miharu slipped his tongue into Yoite's mouth and let it caress Yoite's with passion. Yoite's eye's tightened shut more while his arms unconsciously wrapped around Miharu's shoulder's for more support. Miharu's hands began running over his body; up and down the valleys of his rib cage and down his thighs to hold his legs close to him. Yoite was unaware of how much this affected him. Within his position, he was unaware how his body would roll up against Miharu's, finding a place where their bodies would stay close together.

He was also unaware of how it affected Miharu at this point, then again, so was Miharu. Miharu had become aroused by Yoite and his affects, but he didn't let onto this. He had pushed the boundary between them many times already; he had pulled at their invisible thread to see how strong it was. If he were to push Yoite more, what would happen then? Would the invisible thread break?

He didn't want that to happen, so reluctantly and without warning, Miharu pulled away. He pressed one lingering kiss to Yoite's cheek and sat up, but still he hovered over Yoite. Both were slightly out of breath, but Yoite was the one with the flushed face. He gave Miharu a questioning look, but when Miharu didn't answer his question, he voiced it.

"Why'd you stop?" Yoite asked. Miharu smiled and caressed the side of Yoite's cheek, but he didn't answer him. Instead, he asked, "You know your hair smells like strawberries?" and chuckled.


A/N: I'm not partial to this chapter, but yeah. XD