A/N: Another quick batch for a late x-mas present and new year's gift.

Compatibility

If there ever was a time love was so right yet wrong at the same time, it was at that moment.

They would never fit like a puzzle, never agree on a single answer or even share the same taste buds.

If Fuji Syuusuke was a puzzle of secrets, Echizen Ryoma was merely a blunt, upfront type of guy. If Fuji was a demon in disguise, Ryoma was the demon in full form.

Still, they continued to fight and clash, yet savor the sweet battles they individually won.

Opposites attract…. It was one of the mysteries of the world many proclaimed but Ryoma knew better.

Opposites didn't attract, it was because there was a distinct likeness shared that bonded a couple.

Marry someone like your sister, which was more so commonly said to Fuji but Fuji knew better than to do so.

Marrying someone like your sister would just secure life to what it was already like and not add any surprises into life.

So they found one another. They were exactly the worst couple as many of their friends said. They clashed too much, argued too much, loved too much, fought with everything they had and made up with a passion that could consume the both of them.

Nonetheless they liked it. The thrill of not knowing and yet knowing was enough to make a wrong right.

Waiting

She stared across the café and wondered what it was about that golden eye man that always attracted her attention. Without fail, every day the same man would come and sit at the same table and stare out the window.

Sometimes when it rained lightly, the man's lips would quirk up in slight amusement as he sipped his tea. When it rained hard he'd frown, look a tiny bit worried and check his watch.

Sometimes when the sun shined he'd stare at the blue skies in slight wonder. When it was windy he'd watch the trees rustle outside the café.

Each time he was always quiet, always lost in his own thoughts and she couldn't help but wondered. What a handsome could always be so preoccupied about, what could capture his attention so well.

Nonetheless, she always left before he did due to her work schedule and though she never talked to him, it always seemed like he was waiting for someone.

And that was where she was right.

Because every day he waited till the owner of the studio across the street closed his shop for the day and came to the café to meet him. Little did the lady actually know that the gold eyed man she fantasized about was always NOT preoccupied with thoughts but watching his blue eyed lover work hard.

Still Believe

Fuji sighed as his hand trailed the park bench and down to his side as memories of tennis dates flooded his memories.

There had been many times when he wished it ended differently, many times he wished there still wasn't this unknown feeling buried in his heart three months later but the fact was it didn't happen that way.

He liked to think that he had known it was coming. The signs had been there and yet he hadn't thought that the moment would come so fast, that the taste of the last kiss could still feel heavy on his lips.

Fuji smiled slightly as he wondered why these memories always flooded his mind when he came here. Even though he was no longer here, even though he had believed life hadn't been fair at that time, Fuji realized that he had never given up on love.

Thinking back on it, he now took it as a lesson he needed to learn, just another obstacle to take, just a simple mistake of what he thought was all there. Still, even as he sat here now, he could feel the good memories better than the worse.

He hadn't given up, he had forged on with belief that something else was there for him in life

"How long are you going to sit there?"

Fuji smiled and stood up. Sometime he had to appreciate even the bad and hurtful times.

After all, Belief brought him this far,,, straight to

"Ryoma,"

A/N: Quick little drabbles you can review if you want