Chapter Ten: Devilishly Handsome

"Stop that, Kida-kun, you're tickling me!" Saki giggles and gets up to run away, but Kida grabs her around the waist and pulls her back down next to him. They both laugh and she rolls up on top of him. There's no one else at the park today; it's just the two of them and the bright green grass and white flowers. "You're so…"

"Wonderful? Fantastic? Devilishly handsome?"

They're both grinning. Saki places her index finger on his nose and pushes it in. "I was thinking silly, to be honest," She lifts her hand and smirks at him.

"So I'm not devilishly handsome?" Kida asks with a dramatic sigh, shutting his eyes and pouting. "I'm obviously no good, then. Go find someone better, who can make your heart beat faster in your chest every time that you see him. I'm not worthy of such-"

"Stop it, Kida-kun! I was only kidding." She frowns, worried that he's angry; worried that she's done something wrong. "Don't be mad!"

He frowns, and narrows his eyes. Hers grow wide in response; she didn't know that it would hurt him so much. Anger-filled, Kida grabs her arms and she's suddenly worried; Kida was always kind to her, but he had been the leader of a gang. "S-stop!" She says, but he digs her hands into her arms and…

Rolls her over so that he's on top now, smiling and sticking his tongue out at her. "You were worried there, for a second, weren't you?" He teases, waving his arms around.

"You're so not funny!" For a minute she's angry, and she takes her arm and punches Kida's chest, albeit, not as hard as she probably should have. Still, she's angry and she does it again, this time harder.

Kida grunts a little, but smiles and grabs that hand. Gently, he rolls over next to her and cups her fist in his hands, bringing it to his cheek. "I love it when you're angry," He tells her, grinning.

"Then you must love me a lot right now, Kida-kun," She's still frowning, but one of his smiles and she melted, unable to resist smiling back at him. "I'm still angry at you," She reminds through her loving gaze.

"Can I make it up to you?" He asks her.

"Maybe," She teases, sticking her nose up.

"I'll go get us drinks," He says, dropping her hand and trying to stand up. Before he can get up, however, she grabs his hand and he topples back onto the ground.

"No, I can think of something better," She says as she leans in to kiss him. He smiles again and kisses her back.

Fin