Disclaimer: I don't own GA, neither did the sentence used here. I just found it loitering somewhere in the internet. Peace!

Warnings: Unedited. Beware for grammar errors and typos.

He shook his head, as his hands dug inside his pocket in search of his lighter. He clicked his tongue when he realized he'd left it inside his room earlier.

"Hey, Natsume."

"Koko," he said and frowned. He wanted to smoke. He needed to smoke. "Got some lighter there or something?"

The said man shook his head as he took a seat beside him.

"None? Even a match?"

The sandy-haired man laughed. "Who do you think carries a matchbox filled with matcesh in their pockets nowadays, Natsume?"

The raven-head shook his head. Well, at least he tried. Silence enveloped the two of them… it was comforting and at the same time, suffocating. Why? He didn't know.

Kokoro Yome sighed and looked at the starless sky. He then extended an arm… like he was reaching for something. He smiled as he closed his hands into a fist.

"What are you doing?" Natsume asked him, looking at him weirdly.

The man beside him shook his head before smiling again. "Do you remember when we were still inside the academy?"

Natsume frowned. There were a lot of things that he wanted to forget about when they were still in that place. He was a genius, yes… a prodigy. But having a good memory and all also has its disadvantage. Most of the time, it makes you remember what you wanted to forget so badly. The raven-head gently shook his head before looking at the mind-reader beside him, only to find him frowning at him.

"Remember what?"

Koko's frown disappeared at once. "Oh, nothing. I already forgot."

Silence.

"Natsume, I heard from Mikan…"

"Shut it, Yome."

"So it's Yome again?"

"It's always been Yome."

"You called me Koko a while ago."

"Just shut it, okay? Better yet, leave me alone."

He felt the man beside him stand up. The sandy-haired man the sighed before looking at him. "Natsume, she- Mikan needs time to think. Just give her time okay?"

"How much time does she need just to say 'yes'?"

Koko knotted his forehead and put a finger on his chin. "Hmm. I don't know either. But you know women and their kind. They're unpredictable. Sucks for you, you've fallen for one."

The raven-head snickered. "And you didn't?" Natsume asked, thinking about the mind-reader and the cat-dog woman who was supposed to be obsessed with him.

Koko chuckled. Riiiight. Natsume caught him there.

"Still, Mikan needs time to think."

"Oh, does this time thing require breaking up with me?"

"She's just shocked, Natsume."

The fire caster shook his head. He was about to get up when his friend put both of his arms on his shoulder before looking at him straight in the eyes.

"Just remember this, Natsume: love is like seaweed; even if you have pushed it away, you will not prevent it from coming back," Koko said, as he tapped both of Natsume's shoulders repeatedly before walking away.

Natsume frowned before letting out a hearty laugh. He couldn't even remember when was the last time he laughed like this.

He let himself calm down after a while. Sighing, he whispered, "Really, Koko? Seaweed?"

A/N: I'm laughing like crazy while writing this. Our helper even thought that I was going mad. AHHH. The perks of being a frustrated writer =))

In case you didn't get it… Seaweed = Seaweed-haired = Permy = Sumire ._. Owell. HAHA.

-anxo da noite: Why would Natsume need a lighter... He can create fire with his bare hands...?

My answer: (Although I must admit that I'm missing a scene. WHY. HAHAHAHA. I SUCKKKKK :p) Natsume was using his Alice less because it's the Fourth Type? And I didn't know that this drabble was going to be... uh, canon. HAHAHAHAHA I FAIL I KNOW ;-; OTL