Drabble No. 25 ^.^ Please review, hope you enjoy!

'Delicate'

Misaki

"I officially cannot do this." I looked up at Akihiko, who was sitting on the sofa opposite me, engrossed in some highbrow novel about the turn of the German revolution. The sun cast a very pale glow onto him, making him look like some sort of saint. I repeated myself. His eyes stayed trained on the pages. I played a cruel ace. "Aki...ko?" I asked, as cutely as I could. He blinked. I watched his inner struggle as he tried to resist my rare, wanton call. He broke. As soon as our eyes met, I gave him the most happy, friendly smile I could. He went to smile back and then his eyebrows fell.

"What do you want?"

Something plummeted inside me, something like a small ball of iron. Was I really so bad that a smile only meant I wanted something of Akihiko?

"Err... nothing..."

"Misaki, what is it?"

"Nothing, just read your book."

With perhaps a little more drama than necessary, Akihiko closed his book, eyes on me as he threw it over the back of the sofa. He folded his legs and lay an arm over the top of the seat next to him.

"What do you want?"

I blinked furtively and looked down at the English homework in my lap. I shook my head.

"Don't-" Akihiko swooped over from his sofa to mine and had the sheet of sentences in his hand before I could think to snatch it off him. He sat right next to me, the sides of our legs touching.

"English... you're having trouble with your English homework and want me to help?"

"Please," I muttered. "You don't have to, I just got a bit down..." Akihiko slid his glasses off, cleaned them on his shirt and then put them back on, concentrating through the lenses at my homework.

"It's no trouble. But I do have a condition," Akihiko said, eyes still scanning the paper as he took a pen out of the top pocket of his white shirt, biting off the lid with his teeth and dropping the lid in his lap.

"Hm?"

"A kiss per sentence," he said, pen in his mouth, an innocent and wide-eyed expression on his face.

"What? No way!"

"Fine. Then I assume I won't see you in bed until the early hours of dawn."

"Don't be stupid, I can have this done in no time! I'll just go and get my dictionary and-" Akihiko tapped an image of a dictionary at the top of the page with a ban sign over it. My shoulders sagged and my head hung.

"Do you accept defeat?" he asked, the pen still in his mouth.

"Never!" I cried out, leaping up and imagining a legion of lexicographers standing behind me, little men who worked my brain. I sat back down and took the page from Akihiko's hand.

'My diary says I'm free' was the first sentence. I recognised a couple of words.

"Err... 'my'... as in, watashi... and, um... that's an 'I' so... so, like watashi o... and then... err..."

"Watashi no nikki wa nobete imasu watashi wa furīdesu," Akihiko quickly spieled off. My whole body sagged. Akihiko's face leaned closer to mine, his pen lightly nudging my cheek.

"Err, no..." I sort of laughed. "I didn't agree to your deal."

"Foul play, Misaki." I felt a guilty disc roll around my chest and gulped. With the speed of a ninja, I spun my head and pecked his cheek. He frowned. "That wasn't-"

"It counts! Now, next sentence!" I beamed, nervous.

We got through a couple more, each one concluding with a kiss on Akihiko's cheek from my lips. Throughout, Akihiko kept the pen in his mouth, sucking on it as I worked, like a child. I used my own pen to avoid using the one in his mouth... it was frustrating to see Akihiko moving his lips like that, like a kid with a lollipop... When I felt a rousing in my body I barked at myself and told myself not to be so hormonal.

On sentence number ten, Akihiko spoke up.

"I really shouldn't have to bribe you into kissing me."

"Huh? I kiss you all the time!" I blushed. "Stop being stupid." Akihiko stared blankly ahead and held the answer sheet in his hands like he was about to rip it in to. "No!"

"I won't do it... just as long as I get a proper kiss at the end."

"Errrrrr... what would you deem as a 'proper' kiss?" I rubbed the back of my neck and slanted my eyes in Akihiko's direction. His face remained blank as he stared on ahead.

"On the lips, tongues optional."

"What?" Akihiko's hands began to move. I grabbed his wrist. "Alright, alright." I gulped and tried to focused on the final sentence, reading it out. "M-My... old-ear... sssister wants ah reede homey."

"My older sister wants a ride home," Akihiko corrected.

"Oh... okay, so... watashi no ane... wa... home?"

"Ie... like house or home."

"Oh, okay... watashi no ane wa ie made kuruma o nozonde... iru! Yeah?"

"Mmhmm." I smiled at Akihiko.

"Thank you so much!"

"No bother at all. I enjoy being your teacher." I smiled.

"It was how we were first, like, together, sort of," I managed to say.

"You're right."

I smiled and stood, palms slightly sweaty with the sheet in my hands and let out a relieved breath. It had only taken forty five minutes with Akihiko's help. I took a step to move away, vision a little blurry as I tried to convince myself Akihiko had forgotten our deal. I was even more stupid than I thought.

"Misaki..." he purred behind me, in a warning tone. I gulped and took a deep breath, thinking quickly in my short allotted time.

If I took that damned pen out of his mouth and gave him a quick peck, the chances were that it would be unsatisfactory and Akihiko would pin me down and 'show me how it was done'. I wasn't really in the mood for that. Mainly... mainly because I wasn't very good at anything like that and I didn't want to disappoint Akihiko.

I hadn't thought that deeply about it before and it stunned me for a second as my mind told me why I was so reluctant and bashful when it came to... you know...

If I took the pen out of his mouth and gave him a slightly longer kiss, it might keep him at bay at least until dinner...

Another, oddly imaginative option came to mind and made me squirm and shiver to my bones. But it had to be done.

Akihiko

I sat back in the sofa and watched Misaki freeze on the spot. I didn't feel bad for making Misaki do this; it was time he pushed his damn insecurity and discomfort away, especially around me. In fact, only around me. He could be as uptight as he wanted with everyone else. But it was beginning to hurt me how rare Misaki made any physical move towards me.

I know it sounded ungrateful, after all the other things Misaki did for me. But... it stung to think he didn't want to touch me or kiss me, even feel me.

Misaki turned. I looked up at him, pen between my lips. He bent down, in a perfect bow and came eye-level to me. I watched as he took a shaky, deep breath, his beautiful green eyes closed. Then he took the other end of the pen between his lips, bit down and slid it out of my mouth. I cocked an eyebrow and couldn't help but smile a little, impressed but still waiting. I parted my knees slightly, so he would have the option of coming closer and lay both arms on either side of me on the back of the sofa.

He blew the pen onto the cushion next to me then leaned forward, both hands suddenly trembling as he clumsily cupped my face. I felt his hurried heartbeat through his warm palms and gave him an easygoing, patient smile, making my eyes as soft as I could. I wanted him to be comfortable. I think he made the mistake of thinking I wanted him vulnerable. Don't get me wrong, I liked him like that... sometimes. I knew how confident he could be. I wanted to be the person he wasn't afraid of or with.

He swallowed and leaned in, tilting his head to the side. His warm, cookie scent wafted around me and I inhaled as subtly as I could, the scent filling me up as I kept my limbs away from him. This time, it was all up to him.

And then he kissed me.

Darling, if you're reading this, know this: I have never been happier.

The swell of euphoria gasped out inside of me, two ecstatic wings unbolted, unfurled and flew through me as your delicate lips caught mine in the sweetest, most novice of kisses. You were so new to initiation, but your efforts were stupefying. A pocket of air filled my throat as my love leapt up, offering itself to you.

His lips were so light on mine that the sensation of their presence was heightened, more powerful than a grip of the mouth. My eyes fell closed as a shivering breath purled through me and from the safe of my insecurities and discomforts came one enslaved, surrendering waive. Misaki's fingers pushed up my cheeks slightly as he moved in to kiss a little deeper. I felt such a strong urge to grab him then, to stop the trembling in his lips and hands, but the new experience was so electrifying and weakening all at once.

No one had ever initiated a kiss on my lips before.

He pulled back a little, licked his lips and kissed my lower lip, the glossy feel of his inner lips capturing my entire attention. The whole world came to naught. Misaki was the world.

Misaki

It was terrifying. Absolutely petrifying. At first.

Once I got into it... I was... lost. Lost in him. Lost in Lord Usami Akihiko. But to me... Akihiko, Lord of... Lord of my Heart. My Master and my lover, the man who loved me, who took care of me... who I could always go to. I forced those thoughts, true as they were, into the fore front of my mind so I didn't scare myself with the situation. I had to convince myself this was right. In those seconds, the sissiness wasn't sissiness, but the naked, honest truth. He was so still. When an enervated, impassioned moan, small but definite, met my ears, it took me a moment to realise it had come from him.

It spurred me on further.

My heart raced, my breath hitched in my throat, his smoky, lavender and charcoal smell and his strength and his character lassoing me to him.

I pulled back and opened my eyes, gently. Akihiko kept his eyes closed and body still before a feline smile took over his face and his head fell back onto the back of the sofa. His arms were stretched on either side of him, knees slightly parted. He looked like he had fallen into an enchanted sleep.

I bolted to my room as soon as what had happened hit me.

I was scared shitless.

But in bliss.

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