Author's Note: hey guys~ do you know that the full moon on this month's August is also called Red Moon? hehheeheheeheheh no it's not going to be red. just like July's Blue Moon. i'm just ruining everyone's cosmos life...or something. trying to anyway. oh my gawd, WHAT AM I EVEN SAYING.

story wise, the update will probably be a lot more faster, since i'm ending this series in a target date. (does anyone still even read this ffn? -intense sobbing).
but hey, i hope you guys like this chapter too~

air to this chapter is Wonderwall by Oasis because, KanoKido.


EINE KLEINE
Twelve Kisses
a KagePro fanfiction


VII. February

Kido was in the kitchen early in the morning when the root of all chaos began.

"Danchou!" Marry's voice called out right behind her, making her turn to Four's direction with a snap, dread shooting in. Her eyes quickly scanned the area and finding no one, she briefly sighed in relief.

"What is it, Marry?"

"Ah! You're making them too!"

The accusation made her laugh nervously, avoiding Number Four's eyes.

"Making what exactly? I was making breakfast." Of course this is a lie. No way had the ingredients on the table and to her side displayed anything close to their usual diet, but she tried her best to hide it anyway. Hide a plate of sweets behind her.

"Really?" Marry pouted, her brow furrowing.

"Y-yes...Totally."

"Oh."

"Yeah..."

"Can you teach me now then?"

"Teach you what?" Marry's voice dropped to a whisper, "How to make chocolates. You said last night...you could...um...if I woke up early today."

Kido raised an eyebrow. "Right. Well," ignoring the peculiarity of the request, she scrambled for her phone, "Could you wake up Seto then? It's already-"

"No!"

"Eh?"

"I-I mean...That's also why I woke up early. So he wouldn't find out I'm making some."

Oh...'kay. "What for?"

By now, Marry's face was a vibrant shade of red, "Y-you know. For today."

...oh. For Momo's birthday. They were on the same side then. Kido patted Four's hair, a determined look on her face. "Don't worry. No one will find out."

Marry beamed, smiling happily. "Yeah!"


When Kano woke up, there was only one thing in his mind. Valentines. He thought of the variety of activities he could do: annoying people, teasing people, tricking people, hm...bullying people into getting chocolates? But using the word people is inappropriate now. This year he only had one target, and if he got something from her, he was solved. A grin played on his lips. Now, to carry out plan A in how to convince her into giving him some...

The chaos blossomed right after he was properly dressed and left his room, walking to the hallway onl-

"Kano-san!" He faltered on his step in surprise as Momo stood at the end of the hallway, her face a combination of seriousness and nervousness with a tint of blush.

"Uh. Hi?"

"I made some chocolates." she said, tossing him a tangerine colored box with white bow. ...Eh?

"Oh... Okay. Happy Birthday too, by the way." He murmured and took the box with his left hand. Right after, he heard chatter resounding from the end of the hallway then to the living room and he saw the gang watching the two of them interact. What are they...?

"Thanks. I added some of my favorite flavors there by the way."

"Mm... Red bean soda flavored chocolates, huh?" he grinned as they both moved to join the team.

"Red bean is heaven, and I wish I could put it but Danchou-san advised me not to."

"Ah, good choice-"

"You're being mean."

"I never said I didn't like it." he winked playfully, stopping by the center table of the living room and greeted everyone with a happy, "Yo. Good morning~"

"Morning. Are you set?" Seto asked.

"Where to?" And where was Kido?

"Just some walk around town, then we go to Momo's place."

Wait.

"I think I'll just stay here."

"Don't be such a killjoy Master!"

"I'm not coming."

HOW WAS HE GOING TO DO PLAN A WITHOUT THE TARGET?

"Kano, here."

"Thanks." a pouch of chocolate from Marry.

"It has fruit flavor in the center too." Number Four smiled happily.

"Sweet."

"You're going to like it. It's really tasty and creative."

"I bet."

"Hey Auntie, do you have some more chocolates? I want some more!"

"What? I already gave you two boxes."

"Not enough."

"Momo, me too."

"Not you too Konoha!"

"Six pieces isn't enough Auntie. How did you even make your chocolate taste good? I was kind of expecting I could use it to kill house pests."

"You clearly don't want to eat anymore."

"W-wha... I was joking!"

"Where's Kido?" the question was out before he could rethink it for the second time, hearing no activity from the kitchen.

"Danchou-san said she had some business to attend to but knows where we're going, so she'll follow instead."

"I see... Well then," Kano smiled. "Let's go?"


Kido supposed it doesn't matter anymore, standing in front of the calendar in the kitchen as she was drying her hair with a towel. She didn't even realize why Marry and Kisaragi were so excited for the day, and why they asked her to teach them to make chocolates. She should have known actually. She was just so bent in making the Birthday Girl a cake. She glanced at the mess in the kitchen; the abandoned cocoa container, the bottles of milk and fruit extracts, flour and powdered sugar then to the pastry with neither cream layer nor filling yet.

"Aren't you going to meet the others?" was what made her turn to the doorway of the kitchen, and saw the older Kisaragi standing there.

"No. Later. I still have work to do." she motioned to the scene next to them. "You?"

He laughed humorlessly. "I'm not exactly fond of seeing my sister...interact like that with Kano."

"Interact?" Kido asked hesitatingly, ignoring the feeling in her stomach.

"Yeah." Shintaro scrunched his nose as he checked his phone, thankful that Ene was not in it at the moment. "Like she likes him or something. It's aggravating."

"Oh." Well, what could she say to him? It's not like it's any of their business.

Shintaro knew this too. They've talked about Kano before, though it was more about his concern that the guy hated him. It's a completely different scenario this time but still he felt the need to tell their leader. "I don't hate him. I just don't want...Momo to be like that around him. She's too young for romance..." Then he laughed at his own words, "I think she'll forever be as long as I'm around."

"It's understandable."

"Is it?"

"Yeah. You're her brother. It's normal to feel like that. If I had a younger sister I'd probably feel like that too."

"But you already have Seto and Kano."

"We're similar but not the same."

"How? They're both your brothers aren't they?"

"Our bonds. It's formed different than yours. Seto, Kano and I... It's because we needed each other and we had no one we can rely on except ourselves. Kisaragi and you, however, had a bond created even before she was born." Kido paused, looking at Shintaro in the eye. "Then someone you barely know waltz in, and suddenly the attention is divided. It's normal to feel like that."

"Are we still talking about Momo?"

She blinked and raised a brow. "Of course we are."

"Okay."

Silence flitted over them, and Shintaro faced down.

"Honestly." Kido tilted her head and smiled, "There's nothing you should worry about. Kano may not look like it but he's a gentleman. He's not going to do anything stupid. Even if he does," she raised her fist to Number Seven's view, "We'll make sure he'll regret it for the rest of his life."

He managed to huff the beginning of laughter. "I just don't want to see her cry."

"He's not going to hurt her."

"You don't understand." Shintaro frowned. "The thing is, there's nothing she can do. I think Kano already have someone he likes. That's why I wanted her to stay away before she does something stupid and starts to like him or something. Before it's too late."

"Really?" this is asked in disbelief.

"Really what?"

"He likes someone?"

"Yeah. Yeah I think so." he said simply, and then they were quiet. He shifted in his foot, shrugging one shoulder. "You aren't going to ask who?"

"No." she was moving away, keeping her face hidden from sight. She blinked against the wall on the counter, baffled at the feeling she couldn't quite place yet. "It's none of my business and neither do I care."

"You should though." He sounded that he still had so much to say, but Kido no longer want to hear any of it.

"Do you like chocolates?" with a spin she faced him again, then gathered the ingredients in one spot on the table, "Maybe I can spare some after I put the icing. Kisaragi likes chocolates too right? I was thinking of covering several peaches with it for design and maybe write Happy Birthday with white icing. What do you think?"

Their eyes met, and Shintaro smiled at her. "Sounds delicious."


Kido and Shintaro arrived at the Kisaragi house around three pm, and the party had very much started. Though there were only a handful of invited people, the problem was the people surrounding the place and blocking their door. They looked like a hoard of zombie craving human brain to be honest, and even though Kido's Eyes is useless in the occasion, the glare in its place certainly did the trick.

With a hundred of screamed excuses and pushes from Shintaro they made it in anyway, and it is Kano that happened to be crossing from the kitchen to the living room who saw them first.

One, two seconds. "Oh hi Shintaro-kun, Danchou~ You guys took a while."

"Yeah, got a little busy."

"Shintaro where should I leave this?"

"Kitchen, I guess. Still don't want my help?"

"Nah, I can do this."

"I'll show you where then."

A small smile. "That would be nice."

Kano stood still at his spot, because being ignored by her is not a new occurrence. He turned and walked back to the crowd humming happily under his breath and teased Hibiya all because he just happened to see the kid first. Konoha tried to take his newly filled iced tea glass, but he swiped it away and stuck his tongue out. He gave Marry's head a pat and a smile to one of Momo's guest, then sat down at the nearest empty couch.

It hurt this time.


He doesn't know if either of the late comers were doing it on purpose, but Shintaro certainly seemed like it. As Kido served her homemade cake, which was mouthwatering as usual, Kano ignored the cheers from the small crowd for the guy that sat inches away from him. He took a pouch of...chocolates from his right pocket and nonchalantly ate. He even managed to offer him some.

"Looks good." he commented, reaching for one.

"Yeah. Kido made them."

And his fingers halted.

"What's wrong?"

A flicker of red and Kano grinned. "The Danchou~?"

"...Yeah."

"My dear Danchou all grown up! I can't believe she's finally blossomed~"

"I-it's nothing like that-"

"Hey Kido! Is this the business you told Momo-chan? What a cunning move~! I didn't expect you to do so!"

Shintaro groaned mentally when the eyes turned to them. Actually he still groaned aloud. He was screwed. But at least Kano was more screwed. Especially when Kido turned bright red as the Dan bombarded her with questions. He knew it, he knew it. He should have remained in his room today, maybe finish a couple of levels in Catherine while downloading movies and writing songs. Or work on that online course Ene found. Or maybe get lost in their district. Or learn how to tap dance. Or cat's cradle…just anywhere except this place.

"Why did you say that?!" in frustration he turned to a still grinning Kano.

"You could have just taken some and ate quietly you know!"

He stood then and for a moment Shintaro thought he frowned. "I can't. Kido made those for you so only you should eat them. She'll be angry if I take one." he cackled. "Angrier than right now, at least~"

Not three seconds later and Kano was facing down the couch and was whining about how painful Kido's punch was.


"I'm glad you kids seem to be doing fine on your own."

She halted on her step at the voice, feeling as if she was doused in cold water. Kido instantly recognized who it belonged to of course, but...why...is he here? Her eyes turned to the entrance of the Kisaragi household's kitchen and she placed the newly washed plate on the table next to where the unused pieces were.

"Kenjirou-san."

"Tsubomi." the man smiled kindly. He seemed to have aged so much since she last saw him, but then again it had been years. He was wearing the same white lab coat and crooked glasses, the same way he carried himself - unsure on his feet and rubbing the back of his head - and the same sheepish grin. "How are you?"

"We've been managing." she said simply but for some reason she felt trapped. "Oh! Y-you mean just me huh? Um... I'm fine! G-great actually..."

"That's nice."

"Yeah..."

"Kousuke?"

"Good too. He's...um...taking part time jobs..."

"I see. Kano?"

"Good as well."

"Are they here?"

"In the living room, with the others. You? Why are you here?" She didn't intend for the question to sound so rude. Kenjirou shrugged anyway, as if expecting the reaction.

"Momo Kisaragi's homeroom teacher."

"Oh."

It was an incredibly awkward silence and even that description could count as an understatement. Several minutes could have already passed, Kido didn't knew. She wasn't keeping tracks and she couldn't even if she wanted to.

"Well I should go now." the man said quietly though he stood his ground, as if waiting for her reaction.

"Okay." Kido said simply, staring at the cupboards. "You aren't going to show yourself to Kano, are you?" but they both knew what the question entailed: what secret are the two of you hiding? Because up until now she doesn't have much knowledge about the issue. She respected Kano's privacy, yeah, but knowing that it's something painful and that Kano chooses to deal with it alone kills her too. On top of that, they were supposed to be a family. A family. So what went wrong?

Kenjirou hadn't been addressed by his colleagues as a genius for nothing. He understood the message the moment Kido finished talking, so he laughed half heartedly and shook his head. "No. I think I'm kind of contented hearing updates from you. You've always been the most reasonable one."

Kido couldn't help but smile at the comment. "That's not what the two would say."

"Towards them is a different topic." now he did laugh. "But I really should go. Take care Tsubomi. Your brothers too. Good b-"

"Wait." Kenjirou didn't move from the door post. Kido took a few tentative steps toward him as her fingers dug the bump of her pockets. "Happy Valentines, Kenjirou-san." she said and offered a paper pouch of chocolates.

The man just stared at her for a moment. "F-for me?" he pointed himself.

"Yeah."

"Tsubooomi-chaaan!" The man suddenly wailed, accepting the gift as if it were so precious and he held it with both hands as if it would break. "Thank yooou!"

Kido chuckled at the reaction. "You're welcome."

"Honestly! It's Kisaragi-chan's birthday but I feel like it's mine."

"Well it's not that special but I hope you like it."

"It's special! It's special to me!"

"Then I'll make you some again next time."

"Thank you."

"Yes, you've said that already."

"I know. I mean it. Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Thank you." Kenjirou said again. His chest was really heavy. It has been so long since he felt this kind of pain. He remembers genuine sadness now, and he remembered why it's not a good feeling. Despite this, despite the tears that Tsubomi didn't need to see, he smiled his best for her and made a beeline to the front door. He could hear the serpent in his ear again, urging him to drown his control. But not right now. Not with them around. He can't afford to let it win. Tsubomi, thank you. And he wished at least he could have hugged her, but that was already asking for too much. Instead, he cradled the box close to him as the sunset bathed him in colors just as melancholic as the day he lost his daughter...and though a grown man, he sobbed to himself.


"What did he want?"

Kido hopped off from the door frame in surprise, tearing her eyes away from the man nearing the exit to the one on the opposite room. She glared at his mischievous snicker.

"What is it with people and suddenly talking?" she hissed, crossing her arms at Kano who was leaning against the other room's door frame.

"You just aren't paying attention to your surrounding, Tsubomi-chan~" he grinned playfully...but there was something dark, almost predatory to the way he looked at her and she couldn't help but feel unsettled. Nevertheless, she kept her death glare leveled at him and he continued. "You have to be more observant. It could be dangerous to you."

She was irked knowing that he was right. "How long have you been there?

Long enough to see you give that monster of a man something aching to Valentines Chocolates.

"A while."

"I see. Well, he's Kisaragi's teacher."

"I know. Small world, huh?"

"Yeah."

"So what did he want?"

Kido shrugged, "Just asked some questions."

"Like~?" His voice was in the usual cheerful tone with a dash of curiosity, matched with the same usual grin, like he could possibly use the information later to blackmail her. But Kido doesn't care at the moment, because if he was keeping secrets that he couldn't trust her with, then maybe no matter how small the topic, she should keep some too.

"None of your business."

"Ouch." he murmured sardonically. He said nothing else, flashing her a wide smile before moving to the direction of the door.

"Where are you going?"

Honestly speaking, he considered returning her words prior, but he figured Kenjirou was a lot more serious of a topic. He shrugged his shoulders then, and without turning he said. "I'll be back." even managing to wave his right hand.

He was doing everything that the damned snake told him to, so he had no reason to bother them...

And of all people, why her?


"Here." Kido waved her hand, three paper pouches of Valentines Chocolate left. "Choose one." she told Seto, watching him smile up and snatched all in one go.

"Thanks Kido!"

"Give Hibiya and Konoha some."

"B-but..."

"Seto."

"Fine."

It was near evening now, and the party was almost at its end. the gang were gathered around the center table of the living room, chatting animatedly with Momo's family. Seto and Kido however, sad several seats away from them, content in just watching the lot of them have fun.

"Did you see Kano?"

"He went out."

Two raised a brow, "Really? Why?"

"He doesn't really tell me why." She knew she sounded bitter but still because of the incident earlier, she was beyond caring. What would make her feel better? Punching a hole through that Kano's stomach.

"Oh. Should I give him some?" He wiggled the pouches, then randomly chose one and ripped the opening. "Your chocolate taste better this year." He murmured, devouring piece after piece.

"Thanks."

"Yeah... So should I?"

"Should you what?"

"Give Kano one?"

She was kind of hoping he would drop the subject already. "No."

"Why not?"

"Hibiya or Konoha won't get one."

"Kido."

"Seto."

"Did the two of you fight?"

"We- You're getting good at taking people off guard."

Seto grinned, leaning back. "I've been practicing. It's ultimately better than using my Eyes on people. Plus it works best on busy minds."

"Well, we haven't." Kido murmured, looking up in time for Konoha to eat Hibiya's last piece of dango the moment the latter turned and retorted at something Momo said. Marry chuckled at the sight of an aggravated Hibiya, but Konoha merely gave his head a pat. Momo gave Number Eight a mocking look but then he retaliated leaving the Birthday Girl flushed, crossing her arms and puffing her cheeks. Konoha gave her head a pat. They seemed to be having so much fun, and Kido smiled at the sight of it.

"He was looking for you this morning."

He just really can't drop the topic. "Who?"

"Kano."

"Oh. What for?"

"Chocolates probably."

She groaned. "Is it really that big of a deal?"

"You made some for Shintaro-san."

"He just happened to be the first one to receive his share."

"That didn't seem so to the rest of us."

She hit his arm on impulse.

"What the- Kido! Oww..."

"What are you trying to say?"

"Nothing!"

"You're not built for a liar, Seto."

"Yeah, that's Kano's job." he grinned, and there might have been so much more to what he was trying to say but he didn't elaborate on it. Instead, he laughed aloud when Shintaro got a face full of icing, and it took him over three seconds to retaliate by shoving his fingers into a fancy cake then wiped it on his sister's forehead. "That's going to be bothersome to clean."

"I'll just..." go make some more then.

"Hm?"

"Home." Kido murmured quietly, using the collar of her jacket to hide the flush of her face. "I'll go home already."

There was a knowing look on Seto's face. "Okay then. Be careful."

"You guys are the ones who should be careful."

"Take care."

"You too."


Evening.

Kano leaned quietly outside the Kisaragi living room, unable to find the will in rejoining the lively festivity just yet. Not after learning just how close his family was to fatal danger, and not after knowing the damned snake had every intention of proceeding had Kenjirou wasn't in full control of his own thoughts and emotions. He raked a hand through his hair, frustrated that he wouldn't even know in the first place if he wasn't on his way to annoy Kido.

Useless. That's a better word to describe how he felt. Completely useless.

He banged the back of his head against the wall twice, relishing the pain that washed through him before gathering up his composure and slipping into the living room, grinning cheekily as he scanned the gang members, counting their heads. "Hi~ I'm back!"

"The cake's all gone." Hibiya was the first to respond, a sour look on his face. "Guess who ate it all, Uncle."

"Hm... Let me guess~ Kisaragi-chan? Marry-chan?"

"W-wha! No!" Marry puffed her cheeks. "I even had difficulties in finishing my own plate!"

"Yes." Momo said sarcastically..."It's definitely me." ...and pointed her thumb at Konoha, who upon realizing the attention was on him, smiled innocently.

"It was delicious. Especially Kido's."

He made a distraught face. "Don't tell me you people did not...save...me...some?"

Suddenly all of them were busy and he sighed dramatically.

"I knew it."

Hibiya had this faint smirk on his face. "Danchou's chocolate was exquisite too."

"You got some?!"

"What? You didn't?"

"That's so unfair~!" he whined playfully, disregarding the ugly foreign feeling that was devouring him now. "Yo-"

"Kano?" upon hearing his name, he turned to the direction, finding Seto and Shintaro sitting together. "Wait, you aren't with Kido?"

"What? No. I thought she was with you guys." Upon realizing the implication of the question, the jealousy burned from his inside in exchange for the chills and a shot of anxiousness. "Where did she go? Did she tell you guys?"

Seto rubbed the back of his head, his smile sheepish. "Actually I thought she went out looking for you. Maybe she did went home already."

"You let her leave alone?!" even he was surprised at the tone he used. He noticed the gang and some other people looking at him so he made sure his eyes burned bright crimson and he laughed ruefully. "But then again it is Danchou, eh? I suppose she'll be alright."

"She left around thirty five minutes ago, or so." Shintaro piped in, and Kano had the urge to scream at him too. Ah, words like shut the fuck up you ignorant fool, I wasn't talking to you. Or that. Yeah. Somewhere around those words. After all, if only he had been more observant before then maybe Nee-chan... He shooed the possibility of Kido ending the same way.

It was almost entertaining, the way these people knew nothing. He would've found it within himself to laugh if he didn't feel exhausted. They don't know how dangerous it is out there alone and heck, even together. They weren't safe. He felt bitter and frustrated again, and he did his best not to just turn around and run off because they would think something was wrong, which there isn't. At least he hoped. But he did make a quick escape anyway.

"He's worried about her, isn't he?"

Seto laughed. "Yep."

"And here I thought he was just jealous."

"That too."


Kido stared at the ugly card with lots of red and hearts and pinks and ribbons.

When we first met, I honestly had no idea you would be so important to me. The card read, and she let out an aggravated noise for the enth time before discarding it on the Kitchen table. Seriously, she couldn't figure out what was so important with Valentines. You make chocolates, you give them. That's it. Why did some stupid kid or person or whatever decided to make a day in a year romantic without acknowledging people who couldn't possibly have anyone to spend the day with? Wait. That's not the whole point here. All she really wanted to say was that the day sucked because she felt up to thirty-percent more tired than usual and the only positive thing about it was that Kisaragi celebrated her birthday and everyone was happy.

She narrowed her eyes at the burner, right. Everyone. She growled at nothing.

But if this day was nothing and everyone was already happy, then why was she preparing another batch of chocolate? Half way through the process she wanted to bang her head against the refrigerator but didn't because it would hurt. She settled for sighing.

That's how Kano found her.

He opened the door noisily, his footsteps almost going on a rampage again but he stopped when he saw her in front of the stove, her back to him with her left hand rubbing the back of her neck and her right at a ladle. He heard her humming under her breath and figured out why. Earphones. Music. Listening. Unaware of the world yet again. Kano approached her, grinning mischievously. Plan A? What Plan A? This Plan sounds a trillion times better.

Well, it did. Until he saw the card on the table.

He merely raised a brow at it at first, but then he realized that every single one of the gang was still in the Kisaragis' House, the whole day too, and so no one could have possibly received this except...Kido. But when he tilted his head up to glance at her, she was staring back.

"Kano." she murmured, breathless.

He thought of popcorns, poprocks, grenades and microwaved melons. Maybe a volcano too or something much simpler like a balloon or an inflated plastic bag. He thinks of ranking all of these words from the least damaging to the most, and he wanted to end it on the volcano but then bomb crosses his mind and he's done.

There goes his emotions.

Kano didn't let it overtake him so easily of course, because keeping his feelings disciplined has always been his forte. "Is...this yours?" And he had to watch her shrug, as if this matter was something small. Like it wasn't a big deal.

"I got it from-"

He felt it then and there, at the sight of her blush, he felt something inside him snap. In four short steps he managed to cross the expanse of the kitchen, uncaring if the color of his eyes flashed between gold and red, uncaring what she thought because damn it why did he always need to consider someone else's feelings above his? Why did he have to be so self sacrificing? But he can't really, really, take it anymore, because monster like he was, he was still very much human. He still very much could feel the irritation, the annoyance and jealousy that was brimming inside him since the moment he saw her walk in with Shintaro. She took a step back in surprise, and he managed to grab her right arm, yanking her to the counter and away from the heat of the stove.

"K-Kano what the-"

"I told you, haven't I? You need to be more observant." she pushed a hand against his face but he merely held her wrist, his grin a cover to the myriad of feelings coursing through him at the moment. He had her trapped against his heat and the tiled countertop, and he was going to make sure she won't be able to leave anytime soon. He watched her watch his fingers gently remove the hand from his face to its journey to the side of her head.

"W-w-what are you..."

"Guess." It was the only word he said as he closed the gap between their lips.

Within a second, Kido's hand was on his chest, and he thought she was going to push him until she clenched her fist and pulled closer, the other wrapping around his waist. His stomach did a flip at her reaction and he pressed closer still until he could feel nothing but her and the heat; until he was afraid of passing out but found himself not caring anyway. At this moment it is only her and him, and there is nothing else beyond their warmth. He pushes away the thought of danger, the thought of the end, the thought of having to live without her, in exchange for her taste, her scent and sweetness and Kido. He felt her part her lips and he wasted no time taking her upper lip between his, tugging on it and he felt her tug back.

Then he remembers his frustration on her and suddenly it was another game.

His grip tightened, wasting a single split second before he bit down on her lips. She yelped, a cute high noise that resulted from her surprise and he was inside her mouth. Kido's eyes snapped open, the hammering of her heart threatening to explode within its cavity. She knew it. She should've just told him that she received it from some random person from an advertisement company and, if he only looked properly, he would realize that there was, in fact, a brand of chocolate on the back of the card. She felt him curl his tongue against her and she whimpered involuntarily, her right hand climbing to grasp the area where his neck and shoulder met. This is no good - no good in a way that it felt absolutely good and amazing and he did...things...wait, what was she thinking about again?

Her half lidded eyes dropped once more and this time she accepted him, accepted his advances. The hand that was merely holding on wrapped around his neck and he let out a noise that almost mirrored the one she did. A dance or...a fight. Eh. She could no longer think straight and he released her for a moment to breathe before pressing again, this time, a curve on his lips. It was...uh... idiotic. Yeah. Super Kano-ish stupidly idiotic. In revenge for his actions earlier, she bit his lip and it may have been too hard because he let out a soft hiss but didn't pull back. When her tongue tentatively poked out, she tasted blood. She pulled away at this information, terribly mortified that she had wounded him. She murmured a soft, "Sorry." but he merely told her to shut up and just kiss him again.


"What are you two doing!"

Kido flinched violently from her spot, almost dropping her cup of hot chocolate. Kano laughed outright at her guilty reaction, and she pinched his arm before glaring at the intruders to the scene: Seto and Marry. Seto was laughing mockingly too, so she took the spoon in Kano's cup and threw it against Number Two. When she heard him let out an injured noise, she felt satisfied.

"Good evening Kido, Kano." Marry greeted, smiling widely at them. "Momo asked us to bring home- are you three okay?" her eyes darted between the three childhood friends, with the two guys hugging their stomach and laughing noiselessly, while Kido stood quietly, red to the tips of her ears.

"Chocolate, huh?" Seto asked in between laughter.

"It is chocolate!" Kido hissed, raising her cup to his direction. "I- W-well the bottom part got burnt so I didn't think it was edible anymore so I thought, why not make hot chocolate instead? It's much more easier to do, and far more alluring than chocolates and better tasting and-"

"Does she know she's blushing?"

"Oh no." Kano shook his head slowly and condescendingly, suppressing the laugh that was bubbling his throat. "I think she'd rather tell you about that blood sickness she has. What do you call that disease again, Tsubomi?"

"Screw the lot of you."

Marry let out a devastated noise, "Me too?"

"Except you."

CHAPTER END


ffffffffff yay~ i'm finally past half count.

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flowers. language. meadow.

"Is that why you're being affectionate?"