Disclaimer: I do not own Black Cat.

A/N: I have nothing to say here so please continue.

Hikari the Keyblade of Hope: I agree but sometimes, a story with a tragic ending may fare better than a story which is always fluffy and cute. Anyway, I'm sure this chapter won't disappoint you much so enjoy!

FirestormAngelBlaze: I was actually proud of Tiramisu amongst all the other one-shots. Anyway, enjoy this chapter!

1000 Sparkings: That was my first thought and inspiration when I began writing Raspberry Soufflé! And although I killed Saya in the previous chapter, I must agree with you in all contexts regarding their feelings. Anyway, enjoy this chapter.

Anon: If you like more fluffy and cute ones, I'm sure you'll like this chapter then. Enjoy!

NOTE: It's Valentine's Day and Saya is giving Train a present on the rooftop at night. Timeline is just as according to anime where they usually meet at night.

Chapter 7: Chocolates

It is 14th February. And as Train Heartnet wandered around the streets casually, he wondered why boys were holding roses while girls were holding boxes of chocolate. It all seemed so stupid, and Train thought it might be one of those government propagandas. The assassin had, at first, wondered what day it was, seeing that there were so many pink and red going on about. Then, it wasn't until a pink banner that showed 'VALENTINES' that Train remembered the day where giving and receiving gifts were the traditions.

As he entered the inn Sven, Eve and Rinslet were gathering, he could see that there were more customers as usual; couples holding hands as they drank their coffees or even sharing an ice-cream. Train raised his eyebrows and mused that rooms were invented for a reason.

At the common table, Train spotted his three friends and partners in crime. They were playing a small game of cards while sipping their drinks slowly with their eyes still glued to the game.

"Hello." Train said to the table, prompting the 3 people to look up instantly.

"Train!" Rinslet called out happily and slammed her cards on the table. Quickly, she reached for her bag and took out a box of chocolate wrapped in pink paper decorated with a ribbon while Sven peeked at her cards but was given a small slap on the head. "Happy Valentine's day." The purple-haired girl said shyly as she handed the box of chocolates to Train. The boy widened his eyes amusedly and received the box.

"Hey, where's my Valentine's Day gift?" Sven complained. "It's not fair only Train gets it."

"Here you go," Rinslet dropped a small chocolate onto Sven's palm. "Happy Valentine's."

"This?" The green-haired man popped out his eyes.

"Of course!" Rinslet said in a matter-of-factly tone. "To give a small token on Valentine's Day is a sign of appreciation of friendship."

"But…but Train!" Sven continued his complaint.

"Ah…that's a different case." Rinslet said, cheeks suddenly reddening a little.

As Train watched his two friends quarrel, he sweat-dropped and looked at the bicker amusingly. Suddenly, feeling a tug on his outer jacket, Train turned around and looked at Eve. The girl, realizing that she had gained his attention, took out a small box of chocolates and handed it to Train.

"Happy Valentine's Day." Eve muttered, lowering her face to hide her slight blush.

"Thank you, Eve." Train said gratefully while patting the yellow-haired girl's head.

At night, Train went to his usual spot on the rooftop. Expecting the kimono-wearing girl to be there, he clutched the stalk of rose along with a small box of chocolate. He blushed slightly, wondering why he would even do this. Hadn't he thought Valentine's Day was ridiculous? And Train knew part of his pride had been washed away.

However, when he reached the rooftop, the girl was nowhere in sight. Train looked around at the vast area but saw no human figure. Sighing, he sat at the edge, placed the rose and box of chocolate down and took a bottle of milk he had bought earlier. As he unscrew the cap and drink the milk, he wondered where that girl was. Train eyed another bottle of milk and debated whether to save it for the girl.

I don't even know if she'll come up tonight, Train reasoned with himself. Dropping the empty bottle on the floor, Train reached for the second and last bottle of milk.

"HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!"

The voice prompted Train to turn and look back. His spirits lifted when he saw the girl; the sway of her brown hair was emphasized by the dark shadow on her ground, her kimono flowing freely and her green necklace glimmered a little along with the moonlight.

Train saw the girl running towards him and was surprised when the bottle of milk he had been holding was gone. He looked back at the girl and saw that she was drinking the milk hastily but enjoying every bit of it.

"Why were you late, Saya?" Train asked casually.

"I needed to put ALL my chocolates down somewhere before coming here!" Saya explained and indicated the 'all' with wide open arms. She continued drinking the milk until it was empty. Then, placing the bottle down, she hopped to the edge and looked dazedly at the moonlight, singing her melodic song.

Train looked at the girl, his heart skipping a little. All the chocolates? That seemed like Saya was pretty popular with her associates. Could it be that many people were interested in her, or even like her? He hid the rose and the small box of chocolate behind him and pushed them to a spot behind his back that is sure to hide the items from Saya's view.

When Saya finished her song, she looked down at Train and smiled lightly. "So did you receive any chocolates today?" The brown-haired girl asked innocently, sitting next to him with her legs stretched out.

"Yeah." Train replied simply.

"Did your dream girl or your girlfriend give you any?" Saya continued to ask.

"I did receive chocolates." Train said. "But I haven't got anything yet from the person I really like."

"You didn't give her anything, did you?" Saya said with a pout, making Train confused. "If you don't give anything to your most important person, then of course she won't give you anything!" Then, she stood up, look up at the moon and spin around to face Train. "You must be brave and tell her! It is Valentine's Day after all!"

"I…well…erm…" Train stammered as he looked down on the ground, scratching his cheek with a finger, indicating that he was rather embarrassed. Saya smiled and suddenly saw that there was something behind Train's back.

"What did you put behind you, Train?" Saya asked curiously and went forward to pick them up. However, Train stopped her just in time and said, "There's nothing!"

"I know I saw something, Train!" Saya insisted. "Don't hide it!"

After moments of struggling together, Saya finally got hold of the rose and chocolates. Despite Train's pleadings, the brown-haired girl inspected the wrapping on the chocolates and her eyes widened when she came across 'To: Saya'.

"This is for me?" Saya asked with a daze-shocked look at Train.

"Umm…yeah." Train admitted shyly. "Happy Valentine's…" His words were cut off as he felt a body pressing against his. The sudden impact took Train aback as he stumbled lightly back on the ground.

"Saya…" He called her name softly, feeling her slim arms wrapping around his neck.

"Did I interpret this correctly?" Saya asked into his ear, her arms tightened around his neck as her head rested on his shoulder. "Do you…?"

"I love you, Saya." Train whispered softly into her ear, his face of a deep crimson and he officially declared that half of his pride was washed down the drain. "So where is my gift now?"

Saya look at into Train's eyes questioningly. Then Train continued, "You did say that if I give something to the person I like, I'll get something in return right? So where are my chocolates?"

Saya smiled and pressed her lips firmly onto Train's. When their lips broke contact and their faces only inches apart, Saya whispered, "Is this enough?"

"More than it should be." Train replied, and they continued kissing again.

A/N: I think this chapter is a bit cliché in its plot and development but overall, I still think it's kind of sweet.

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