Title: Worlds Apart
Author: Kalika
Summary: A collection of short stories based in the Gorgeous Carat universe.
General Warning Codes: Yaoi, H/C, Language, Angst
Pairings: Noir/Florian
Disclaimer: Characters owned by You Higuri. I wrote this simply for my own entertainment.

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Flowers

Noir sat in his study brooding. He had done it again, although this time he really had no idea what it was. But somehow he had made Florian angry at him.

The blond man had been locked up in his room for days now, only coming out to eat, and then only when he knew that Noir wasn't around. It was strange behavior considering the fact the Florian was usually the first one to point out Noir's faults. The first one to tell him that he was being an ass. But this time Florian was avoiding him altogether, and Noir, for the life of him, couldn't figure out what to do about it.

And so… he was sitting in his study. Brooding. Because if there was one thing that Noir was good at, besides stealing, it was brooding.

Maybe he could give Florian something. Some clothes? No, Florian would just think that Noir ws trying to buy him off. Jewels? Definitely no. Florian would accuse him of having stolen them. Besides, stealing seemed to be a very hot button issue with the blond lately.

With an angry sigh Noir stubbed out his cigar and lit another. He could always try apologizing, but if he didn't know what he was apologizing for then Florian would just get even madder. He could be very feminine when it came to things like that. Feminine, hmm. That gave Noir an idea.

And that was how Noir had come to be standing here outside of Florian's bedroom holding a bouquet of roses behind his back. Still not entirely certain that it would work, Noir reached out and rapped his knuckles on the door.

It wasn't long before the door was opened to reveal a rather tired looking Florian. "Yes? What do you want, Noir?"

Noir took a breath. If he did this right he maybe able to get Florian to forgive him. "I'm sorry, Florian."

The older man gave him a disbelieving glance before sighing, "Is that all?"

It looked as though his ward was about to close his door again so Noir whipped out the flowers. There was surprise written across his pale features as he looked at the bouquet. "These are for you." Noir extended the flowers so that Florian could take them.

The blond took the roses giving them a light sniff. The tiny smile that flickered across Florian's features convinced Noir that he had won. Perfect. Now I don't even have to figure out what I did wrong in the first place.

"This is a nice start, Noir. But don't think you can just buy me off with some nice flowers and a cheap apology." And with that the door to Florian's bedroom was slammed in his face.

Crap.

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Fin