Title: Flower Shop

Pairing: KuroFai

Rating: PG-13

"Can I help you?" Fai smiled brightly at the taller man looming over a shelf of newly bloomed chrysanthemums. He had seen the man in the shop for the past two days, but with spring coming he was too busy with other customers to talk to the man.

"No."

"You must really love someone." The faint blush dusting over the man's cheeks didn't go unnoticed by the blonde.

"What the hell are you still doing here?"

"You know chrysanthemums are usually given to people you're in love with."

"It's just a stupid flower idiot."

"My name's Fai, what's yours?" The blonde smiled warmly as the stranger glared at the bright blossoms in front of him.

"Are you retarded or just hard of hearing?"

"No, but it's not everyday I see a brooding puppy stalking around my flower shop." Fai laughed mentally at the face the other man made at his comment.

"What did you just call me bastard?!" The few others inside the shop and some outside browsing through the flowers stopped to look at the two men.

"Well you never gave me a name and you remind me of a puppy." The stranger glared at Fai before stomping out of the store, the shop door's bells ringing as the man walked down the street and out of sight. Fai smiled, knowing he'd see the stranger soon; maybe he'd be lucky and get a name as well.

"Hello."

"Leave me the hell alone." This time the man was amongst the roses, his red eyes staring intently at the red ones in particular.

"I might consider it if you told me your name."

"It's bad for business to lie to customers." Fai was shocked at the other's remark, not expecting something like that to come from the mysterious man.

"You've never bought anything, so technically you're not a customer."

"It's wrong to lie at all."

"I..."

"It's Kurogane."

"What?"

"My name...its Kurogane."

"I was about to take a lunch break would you like to join me?" Fai leaned over the counter as Kurogane stood near it.

"What the hell for?"

"I'd like the company, please?"

"...Fine." Fai mentally cheered as he led Kurogane to the back room, where a small lounge was set up for him and his few employees.

"Kuro-kin, did you know that flowers have their own language?"

"Flowers can't talk dumbass."

"Silly Kuro-wanko, I know that, I mean all flowers have their own special meanings."

"Like a rose for example, depending on the color you give a person sends them a message of your feelings. A white could mean hope, while a pink means beginning love and blue roses are for those in love with seemingly unattainable people." Red eyes watched as slim fingers traced the curved lily petals in front of them.

"Why the hell would I care?"

"Well you come in here everyday to look at the flowers and I don't think you're the type to just gaze at flowers. Maybe you're just too embarrassed to buy your special someone flowers?"

"I don't need someone like that."

"That's a very sad thing for you to say." Out of the corner of his eye Kurogane looked at the wilted smile on the blonde's face.

"Off again Kurogane?" Tomoyo turned to see her older brother as they stood outside their home.

"What are you talking about?"

"Where do you go after you drop me off at home?" Kurogane growled at his sister's perceptiveness, he should have never agreed to pick the brat up from school so often.

"I go back to my apartment."

"Mom and Dad think you're dating some girl because when you came by the other day Mom said you smelled like flowers." Red eyes widened at the scene his parents would make if they even thought he was interested in someone. His mother was okay, even if she would laugh and smile at him at every turn, but his father was twice as bad, trying to give him lectures and teasing him mercilessly.

"I'm not dating anyone, so you can just tell them to stop."

"Okay brother, but I think they're right." Kurogane rolled his eyes before turning to walk down the street, waving to Tomoyo as he did. Tomoyo sighed and ran back inside to get her camera; she would get to the bottom of this.

It was the next day that Kurogane arrived at the flower shop to find Fai missing; in his place was a small brunette girl. When she saw Kurogane she ran towards him.

"You must be Kurogane-san." Not wanting to know why the blonde was talking about him to his co-workers. "Fai-san's sick today so he won't be back until tomorrow...can I help you with anything?" Kurogane looked around him before her turned back to the girl and ran his fingers through his hair a bit sheepishly.

"Kuro-tan what are you doing here?" Fai said as he stepped outside his house.

"That girl said you were sick." The blonde didn't need to know he lived close by; he'd never see a day's rest again.

"I was drinking with some old friends last night and wasn't feeling too well this morning."

"So you're an alcoholic?"

"Kuro-wankoro's so mean." Fai pouted before he realized what the other man was holding. Kurogane moved the bouquet of assorted flowers out of the blonde's view.

"Ah, you finally bought flowers for someone and expensive ones at that. So, who's the lucky lady? Sakura-chan makes such lovely arrangements. The blue roses with the pink and the forget-me-nots are a nice touch."

"Do you ever shut up?"

"Kuro-san's just embarrassed because he finally bought them."

"They're for you dumbass." Kurogane scowled as he shoved the bouquet in the blonde's arms.

"Me?"

"Because I'm tired of seeing you mope around whenever you talk about the damn things."

"Kuro..."

"Just stop whining." Kurogane stood as Fai looked at the flowers in his hands, before throwing his arms around the taller man and kissing him soundly on the lips.

"What the hell?!" Fai laughed before kissing him again. He smiled into the kiss when he felt arms wrap around his waist.

Unknown to both men, Tomoyo stood nearby, her camera turned of as her brother and his new boyfriend made out in the middle of the street. She quietly walked back home, so as Kurogane wouldn't notice her, to collect on the bet she had with her father. She'd have to thank her brother later after she got that new sewing kit.