Sooo, I'm not planning to use any excuse for my inactivity in FF. But since it's semester break, here's an update. Just to make it up for you guys.

Plus, rare OTP. Enjoy. :)

Glitch chp 31.5 Evening Escape

Kyon stared. Deadpan, her disinterest was fluttering about hurriedly trying to leave her current mindset. She can scarcely hear her inner conscious grumbling at her. Her yells miniscule yet makes so much sense to what she is witnessing in clear view. There it stood a nanny bike. Its silver ting of a bell rings audibly. To Kyon nothing much is to be commented until her vision is unblocked. Standing aside, Gokudera's shadow unraveled the object of his prize- a rocket. And all she could even think is

Why the hell am I here?

Kyon: …Why?

Gokudera: Huh?

Kyon: Why would you do this? The bike has done nothing wrong…

Gokudera: Could you stop overacting!? It will work, I will see to it!

Kyon: What about the grannies in need of such fine transportation?!

Gokudera: I brought this goddamn bike, damn it!

Kyon: You're still thinking about that Mobile Aerial Motorcar…thingy?

Gokudera: Its Mobile Flamed Powered Aerial Motorcar. MFPAM.

Kyon: ….*snickers*

Gokudera: *twitches* Oh laugh while you can, woman! But once it's done you'll be bowing down before my intelligence!

Kyon: Yeah right and I'll be the queen of all sweets.

Gokudera: *grumbles; fixes wheels* Why the hell can't you be more like the Tenth?

Kyon: *slouching* You mean the ever so cool, awesome, kind-hearted and gentle Tsuna? Which upon contact wishes to embrace his majestic body?

Gokudera: *drops spanner; blushes* T HE F-

Kyon: No swearing please.

Gokudera: This isn't one of your lewd fantasy comics!

Kyon: its yaoi.*waves dismissively* you wouldn't understand the dreams of all fujoshis.

Gokudera: And I can never understand the likes of you.

Kyon: Yet you still invite me over to a desolated park and watch you hammer uselessly onto a nanny bike.

Gokudera: It's not useless- *slams onto the seat*

Seat falls off

Gokudera: …Okay, maybe more superglue is needed but that's all.

Kyon: …Right…*hands bottle*

Gokudera: Thanks. *opens; gulps*

Kyon: Still curious though. *sits back* Why not call Tsuna instead of me? I mean you hate my guts already.

Gokudera: *fixing seat* I do hate you….but not entirely.

Kyon: ?

Gokudera: Don't take it the wrong way! Hmph, but I admit you did a lot for the Vongola. Going through perilous heights to obtain your ring, almost getting yourself killed. Stubbornly trying to your best to surpass your limits, working your best in every aspect-

Kyon: Are you complimenting me?

Gokudera: *blushes; glare* I'm not finished! But most importantly, you kept the Tenth safe and at ease. He's always smiling when he's around you. *bows head down; smile* that's a relief. Being dragged into the mafia world was never a fun experience for the Tenth. As much as I'm happy he's my Boss, it doesn't change the facts Tsuna was anxious and even scared. So it's good to see him smiling more often and not faking it.

Kyon: ….

Gokudera: What?

Kyon: Wao, you're cool.

Gokudera: *blushes* W-What?!

Kyon: Well, before this I imagined you as a gullible, clingy, obsessed, perverted octopus.

Gokudera: THAT'S IT, I'M-

Kyon: But *grins* It seems like you're not that bad of a guy after all.

Gokudera: ….Tch, I was never evil to start with.

Kyon: And you're actually observant of your surroundings. *smiles* you have the potential of a right hand man. I believe Tsuna will be proud.

Gokudera: ….*turns head back* Of course, I don't need you tell me!

Kyon: *blinks* ….. *chuckles* Aw, the octopus is red!

Gokudera: Stop calling me an octopus!

Kyon: But you're one and Tsundere! *laughs*

Gokudera: No I'm not!

Kyon: Yes you're!

Their conversation continued on. Kyon's chuckles booming as do of Gokudera's grudging rambles. The evening was getting shorter. Skies of colored orange faded to darkness. Soon, the duo agreed it was time to pack their bags and head home. Their footsteps tapped vividly while walking down the corridors. Kyon glanced at her surroundings; ironically it was very quiet tonight. Usually there were more people around even then the dog walkers were still sighted. Gokudera noted the change as well, raising his watch to check. It was 5.40 pm. Mere 20 minutes before 6. Neither the less, the silver boy liked the peace. It differs from the daily chaos of the household. The tranquility gives him a bit of comfort even though it's short. His eyes slowly overlook Kyon's. When their eyes blinked simultaneously, they suddenly identified that unconscious awkwardness they were feeling.

"Pocky?" Kyon asked, gesturing the snack box towards the taller male. Where does she get these? Gokudera mentally questioned the possibilities of the female's storage system. He knows quite well she has a snack bunker. But that bunker is at home. Lisa also limits her snacking to 3 packets. So how?

His mulling was interjected by another shove. The packet was closer now. "It's green tea."

He growled softly. "Fine." He took one conveniently. The flavor was similar to the description. Of course it was sweet. Just like how Kyon liked it. She was munching on one after another happily. Her smile radiates from the source of all her sweet delicacies. Gokudera can't help but chuckle.

"You're a glutton."

"And you're an octopus."