Title : Wrong Numbers

Pair : MelonOrange

Genre : Drama, Fluff

Summary : Kouta was meant to call Micchy, but guess who answered him back.

Author's Note : Finally, FINALLY, I can write MelonOrange. I'm waiting for soooo long to write them but I couldn't get any idea because of BananaOrange..

I was thinking, what about if Micchy's phone number and Takatora's number are quite the same, only different in the last numbers? And Kouta tried to phoned Micchy but dialed the wrong number and ends up reaching Takatora? I ended up with the fluffiest fanfic from all three, haha..


All these new data about Helheim were overloading his desk. Stacks of papers waited to be read, but Takatora was at his limit. He hadn't went home for two days and it seemed he will be spending the night at his office again. Because the sun's position currently told him that another day was about to pass.

As he was about to read another paper, his smartphone rang. And as usuall, he checked the caller's ID, but the numbers were not familiar. Who was the one that called him now? His numbers were known only to several people, like his brother and Ryoma. Other than them, he let his secretary took the phones for him. He decided to take the call, maybe it was just one of another businessman who dared to directly phoned him like this.

"Ah, hello Micchy! This is Kouta! I forgot to bring my phone so-"

Kouta? There weren't many people he knew that bore the name Kouta. And his voice seemed familiar.. The tall man decided to answer back, out of courtesy.

"Are you Kazuraba Kouta?"

The other man gasped, and from the voice Takatora could tell the other suddenly became wary of him. "W-what? You're not Micchy! Who are you? Why do you know my name? What have you done to him?"

Takatora chuckled, surprised at how worrysome Kouta was. "I'm afraid you have mistaken me from your friend. This is Takatora speaking."

"T-Takatora? Is this really Takatora? Takatora from Helheim?"

"I am." He seemed to calm down and Takatora could hear the younger man sighed in relief and laughing nervously. "I never thought that I will get a phone call from you this way."

"Yeah, me too.. I'm sorry to disturb you, though. I was going to call my friend, but I forgot my phone. And I just vaguely remember his numbers.. It's just that this was an emergency.."

Takatora couldn't help but reacted immediately, an instant frown dawn on his stern face. "Emergency? Are you fighting the Invess again?"

"Eh? N-no! No! It's not an emergency like that! I'm just confused at choosing a present for a friend. I just wanna know what girls like as presents nowadays."

Somehow that brought his calmness back, but it changed into a mild curiosity."Are you picking a gift for your girlfriend?"

"Ahaha, no~ she's only a close friend of mine, I often think of her as my sister. And I really want to give her something special. Because she's always helping me out."

"I see."

"Oh well.. Since I don't know my friend's exact number, might as well asking for your advice.. Which is better, giving a hat or a couple of bracelets? Oh! Oh, wait, I found a cute necklace too.. Or should I give her a scarf? Damn, this is really confusing!"

Just for how long Takatora never had a domestic conversations like this? It felt like a century ago, when the danger of the invading forest was still unknown. When his life was centered around his complete family. When he was still an amateur at deciding his dreams. Even he didn't held a conversations like this with Mitsuzane nowadays.

Kazuraba Kouta had once again changed Takatora's opinion about him. The shorter man talked to him in such a very carefree way, as if they had known each other for a long time. He even felt that positive attitude spread into him.

Maybe next time, he would try calling his brother like this, not just asking about his brother's whereabouts, nor a confirmation of wether Takatora was going home or not. He forgot how reassuring that there were friends or families that you could call during hard times. And maybe someday Takatora would considered to call Kouta his new friend, if the other man didn't mind.

"Takatora?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, I.. I just gave a thought about your choices."

"Ahaha, okay.. So what do you think?"

"I think your choices are good, just pick one from those four. If you search for another alternatives, you might never finish searching."

"Oh wow, that's a really cool thinking! Okay then! Thanks for helping me, Takatora!"

"You're welcome."

With that, Takatora closed his conversation with the Gaim user. His eyes gazes into the horizon as the sunset approached the city. He couldn't help the blooming smile as he sipped another cup of coffee.