YUS. More of this fluffy shit. I love this story, and I love that this pairing can actually be cutesy instead of dark and morbid, ne? Come on, it's a pretty nice change. A lot of stories of these two are pretty awesome, but dark. It's because Giriko's a puppy/bear, isn't it? D: ISN'T IT!?

Well, I've had some thought in this… and I've decided to hate and save the date for a later chapter. GIRIKO AIN'T WELL ENOUGH YEEEEETTTTT… PSHHHH…..

I don't own Soul Eater

ENJOY

9—My World

Giriko

Everything had been flying by without a single worry.

Giriko was getting better. He was able to use crutches by this time, but he usually felt too embarrassed to do so. Too much pride in him.

Then came the issue of Giriko when he was fully recovered. Giriko didn't know what was going to happen to him, and he could see the look of worry that was coming to Justin's face whenever it was brought up.

"… So, what'll happen when I'm better…?"

Justin sighed, turning to him with a sorrowful expression. That wasn't what Giriko wanted to see on his face, and he felt fear finding its way into Giriko's thoughts and heart. "… Well, I guess there's no hiding it anymore…" Justin sighed, sitting beside Giriko's bed, "… You'll be imprisoned and tried for your crimes… possibly get the death penalty…"

Giriko held back the fear he was feeling. That wasn't going to happen. Not ever. "What can I do to get out of it?" he found himself asking. Justin shrugged, looking out the window. "I've been talking to Shinigami-Sama about this," he said, "Just… try not to worry, okay? I'll try to get you out of this."

… This is why Giriko loved this kid.

He was going to try to get him out of this situation.

He couldn't help it.

He just… he couldn't.

He did it.

When Giriko's lips met Justin's cheek, the chainsaw felt complete. He felt… FUCKING COMPLETE. He saw the expression on Justin's face, though, and the first thing he thought was: SHIT. He opened his mouth, trying to say something to wipe the surprised expression from Justin's face, but was cut off before he even began.

By Justin's mouth connected with his own.

Their lips met, and Giriko stared at the priest, who was halfway onto his bed, eyes closed, fingers in the brunette's hair, kissing him. Giriko was just… stunned. Finally, when he got his mind to unfreeze from his fears, he was returning the kiss, arms wrapping around Justin's waist.

Holy fuck, holy fuck, oh sweet motherfucking god!

The kiss broke, but only for a split second before they pulled into another kiss, one more deep, their tongues involved now, pressing each other for dominance. Justin's grip tightened in his hair, and Giriko couldn't help but smirk into the kiss. Damn, this kid is way too cute!

"I…" Justin broke the kiss, looking at Giriko quietly. Giriko couldn't mistake the love he saw in the other male's eyes.

"… I… I love you…"

Giriko's head was spinning. He really didn't expect this. This kid was a PRIEST. A PRIEST. And he was telling a person of the same sex that he loved them? What the hell was going on?! Giriko didn't think too hard about it, because he just blurted out, "I love you, too."

This was crazy. It was crazy, and both of them new it. They were firstly enemies, and Giriko was going to probably get himself murdered by justice.

… Well, fuck you, JUSTICE.

As they were about to go into another kiss, the sound of the school bell went off. Justin looked over at the little clock on the nightstand, eyes widening and jumping up. "I'm sorry! I have to go! I'll see you soon!" he said quickly, giving Giriko a kiss on his forehead before scurrying out the door.

Giriko stared after him, stunned. This was… Was this for real? It wasn't like one of those dreams he had, right? Still… All of those dreams had some sort of… perverted darkness about them… This was light… This was… It was real…

Giriko quickly pulled out his sketchbook and a pencil, immediately set on drawing Justin. He had done about twenty drawings of the priest again, but he just felt like he had to do it. He had to, he wanted to…

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Giriko was now writing in his journal, pouring out how excited he was that Justin returned his affection, when he heard the door open. Looking up, he couldn't help but smile at the sight of Justin walking in. Not only did this boy make him happy, but he had food, too! That was a bonus.

"Hey," he said, seeing a little smile on Justin's face. "Hey," Justin muttered quietly, sitting beside him. "… I know how to get you out of this problem…" Giriko looked at him, surprise in his eyes. Justin met his eyes, and Giriko flinched a bit at the sight of how dark and uncertain they were. "But I have to know, first," he said, "You're not just toying with my emotions, are you? So you can get out of going to prison and the death sentence?"

Giriko truly felt hurt. But he did understand where this was coming from. "Justin…" he sighed, "God, I fucking love you, okay? Why the hell would I do that, dammit?" Justin looked at him, that uncertainty still in his eyes. "… You'd have to admit that you're mine. You'd have to tell them that you love me. You have to listen and cooperate with them, do what they say."

Giriko sucked in a bit of air.

He tried.

He really did.

He just couldn't swallow his pride.

Justin looked away. "So you were just toying with me…" he whispered. Giriko put a hand on his shoulder. "God, what the hell, Justin!" he sighed, "I didn't! I'll fucking admit it to them, I'll tell them the fact that I've loved you since before the accident, even!" Giriko froze, realizing how true it was… Since he met this guillotine, he'd been fascinated by him… Sure, the guy really pissed him off when they first met, but seriously… There was something about him that Giriko had always been fond of.

Justin looked up at him. "You… You'd really…?" "If I didn't fucking love you, I wouldn't fucking do that, okay? Don't be such a dipshit."

Justin gave him a glare. "Don't curse so much, please," he said, "I really don't like it when you do that." Giriko smirked at him, lying down on his side and resting his head on his chin. "Come on, it's just me," he laughed, "You'll get used to it."

Justin huffed, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away. "Not a person of my status," he muttered. Giriko raised an eyebrow. "I'm not sure your status matters anymore," he stated, "You just admitted you're gay for me. Homosexuality is frowned upon by the Christian faith, is it not?"

Justin looked upset that his own religion was being turned against him. "I'm sure God will forgive me for my sins!" he said quickly. Giriko leaned over, licking Justin's ear, which made the little priest give off a little bit of a whine. "Are you calling me your sin?"

"I-I-I didn't m-m-mean it l-like that…!"

"… Because you're my sin, too… Hell, you're my world."

Well, they've basically hooked up. u I'm happy for that. So, yes, the date will come soon, don't you people worry. And sorry for keeping some of you in suspense, I don't write on weekends.

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