Title : Voice Mail

Pairing : WalnutOrange

Genre : 100% Fluff

Summary : Sometimes it was better to leave it to fate.

Author's Note : Yes, this fanfic is full of sugar.. I don't understand why I'm not getting diabetes yet..

Zack kept his gaze on a specific name on his contact lists. His face went a shade deeper by just reading his name, and he palmed his forehead again. What was the matter with him? This kind of thing really shouldn't happen again on his current age.

He knew he was supposed to be calm and composed as how a leader should be (or else Kaito wouldn't leave the team into his hands), but this was another genre of problem. It could cost him sanity.

His tall body slumped on the white chair while his hand tightly held his phone. Everybody already went home, which was quite a bad thing. There was no one to distract him and his brain cleverly trapped him in this trouble.

First of all, because it's Kouta. Recently their relationship was getting better, but lately Zack wanted to go further than that. Second, did he already tell you because it's Kouta? Zack knew he frequently called Kouta but most of it were emergency calls about Inves attacks. Would it be strange if he suddenly called him for other reason?

Okay, the tall man knew he might just overthinking about it too much. He knew Kouta would never resent people without a cause, heck he never knew if there was any person that he could truly hate. He took a breath and pushed Kouta's numbers.

It rang a few times, but apparently Kouta wasn't picking up his phone. Huh. Maybe he was busy. After the tone diminished, an electric voice asked him if he wanted to leave a voice mail. But Zack wasn't really ready for that.

"Kouta.. This is Zack.. And uhmm.. Ne-never mind! I'll talk to you later.. It's not really important anyway.."

His thumb pressed the button to end his message, only to found himself dumbfounded to what he just did. God, could he cancel that stupid voice mail?

But after a while, his smartphone rang back and it was Kouta. He panicked, and was about to cancel the call. But wouldn't it be weird if he just left a voice mail and rejected it? Ready or not, he chose to leave it to fate..

"Hi, Zack! Sorry I wasn't answering, it's my kitchen duty today.."

"Uh.. Am I disturbing you or something? I could call you later." And hoping that you'll forget that I promised to call again..

"No, it's fine! I'm finished anyway.. So, what's up? It isn't about Inves, isn't it?"

"N-no, haha."

"That's good! I'll have trouble if Nee-chan knows that I go out at this hour.. So? Watcha wanna talk about?

"I.. I don't know, I'm just feeling like dropping a line.."

The shorter man snorted, laughing heartily. That laugh, the one that melted his heart, the thing that made all of his effort to fight was worth it.

"Yeah, we fought waaay too many times. Talking like this sometimes is nice. What are you doing anyway?"

"Huh?" Thinking about you."N-nothing. I'm still on the garage."

"With Peco?"

"No, he was home already, I think. I'm just about to go home too."

"I see. Okay, take care on your way back." Then he heard a smooch-like sound on his phone that almost made him fell from his chair.

"K-Kouta?! What the-"

"Ahahah, just a good-luck kiss on for your safe journey back."

Damn it, Kouta. "Thank you.. I guess..?"

"See ya tomorrow, Zack."

After that, the tall man kneeled and praised whoever God that made him pressed the dial button.