Title : Phase 13 - Deleted Scenes

Author : Auteure Juillet

Pairing : Daryl Yan x Tsugumi

Rating : T

Type : One-Shot (but if many of you want me to write more about this story, I'll add another chapter!)

Setting : This scene is set on the thirteenth episode of Guilty Crown, at the school festival where Daryl and Tsugumi met for the first time.

Author's note : I just wrote a story about Shu and Inori the other day. It's called Curiosity, you might want to check it out. This time, I'm writing about Daryl and Tsugumi, because we all know that they LOVE each other. LOL. Anyway, I don't own Guilty Crown, but if I did, things would DEFINITELY gonna go like this. Enjoy! XD

"Oh, come on, a festival now?" Daryl moaned, with one hand on the side of his eyeglasses. He took a proper look at his surrounding while walking alone with his other hand in his pocket. Clicking the small button on the left side of his eyeglasses, he muttered, "There's obviously something wrong with these people." Not looking straight ahead, Daryl snorted. "Hmph. Maybe the germs have spread to their brains."

BUMP!

"Whoa!" Daryl stumbled backward as somebody—whose face was hidden by two big boxes that were filled with costumes—crashed into him. Annoyed, he yelled with his hands on his hips. "That hurt! What if I were injured?" Daryl was shooting daggers with his eyes when fixed his eyeglasses. "Be more careful, okay?"

"Oh, sorry!" A cheery girl replied back. That time, Daryl was too annoyed to care about her appearance, but he did notice that she was wearing cat ears on top of her long, purple hair. "But hey, perfect timing!" She said with bright eyes. Before he knew it, the younger girl—Tsugumi—already dropped the boxes on top of his arms. "Here, you take this!"

"Hey!" He protested while stumbling down a little from the sudden weight of the boxes in his arms. He obviously didn't want to take them. He only caught them by reflex. Frowning, he asked, "Why should I have to—"

Being extremely oblivious to his irritation, she threw a paper bag to him. "This too, please!" She grinned wider, tossing another bag. "And this!"

Daryl groaned and cursed loudly. His vision was blocked with all the things he was forced to bring. When he was about to protest again, Tsugumi was already gone. Seeing that he had no other choice, he took the boxes and the bags somewhere else.

He dropped Tsugumi's things to the ground, right on the back of the stage. Somehow, no one was there at the time. Sitting on the ground, right beside the boxes, Daryl sighed. "Why do I have to do work like this?"

Tsugumi, who suddenly appeared next to him, leaned over the boxes and commented. "Man, you're a weakling."

Daryl grunted with irritation in his eyes. Gritting his teeth in anger, he looked at her. "No," he said, "You just gave me too much to do!"

Tsugumi didn't seem to be scared—she found him to be rather cute, even. The way the blonde haired boy was pouting at her like that was kind of adorable. It didn't take long for her to realize how spoiled he was. "Aw," she replied, smiling at him. "Take this and cheer up!" She waved an apple-like candy in front of his face.

Daryl knitted his eyebrows together. He looked at the candy as if it was the most hideous thing he'd ever seen in the world. "What's that?"

"Your reward," answered Tsugumi, still smiling wide at him. Even though he didn't want to admit it, there was a part of him that was surprised of how friendly she was. Normally, anyone would be afraid when he was being upset like this. They would back away and leave him alone, so why was she still there?

A reward? Daryl asked in his mind. Trying to be cruel like always, he said, "I don't want your yucky food." He really thought she would go away after he said something like that. But then, Tsugumi walked closer to him with one hand on her hips.

"When someone does something nice for you..." She said, somewhat glaring playfully at him. "Just shut up and accept it!"

"No, wait!" Daryl shrieked as she suddenly tackled him to the ground, trying to push the candy into his mouth. What the hell is she doing? Daryl screamed in his mind, while on the outside, he was trying so hard to fend her off. "S-stop it!"

But she didn't. Laughing maniacally, she pushed Daryl down until his back was pressed against the ground. She straddled him and sat on his stomach. "Eat it!" She ordered, placing the candy just a few inches from his lips.

Daryl had never felt so confused before. First, how could he, a lieutenant from G-freaking-HQ, get easily pinned to the ground like this? And by a girl, nonetheless! Second, why was he not upset? The last time someone did something this irritating to him, he blew their heads off with his hand gun. But take a look at him now. Lying motionlessly on the ground, with a girl sitting on top of him.

Sitting on top of him?

Daryl suddenly realized their position and he couldn't control the beat of his heart. It was suddenly thumping so hard, he could almost hear it in his own ears. Placing his elbows on the ground to prop his body up, he looked at the spot where Tsugumi's body was connected to his.

She was indeed, sitting shamelessly on his stomach. Her short skirt was lifted up until Daryl could take a decent look at most of her thighs—they were slim, smooth and creamy. Tsugumi also had her left hand on his chest to keep him down. Her fingers were tiny but they had strong grip.

Tsugumi frowned. Darly was already staring at the lower part of her body for about ten seconds by now, and she didn't like her question to be ignored. Leaning down until her face was just as close as her candy was to his lips, she said, "Hey, where are you looking at?"

Snapping out from his wild imagination, Daryl blushed. Wait, Daryl blushed?

He couldn't believe it himself, but he indeed felt that his face was growing hot. He glanced up to see her face—damn it, she was so close—and tried to make up some excuse. "I—I wasn't looking at anything!" He averted his eyes from hers, trying to hide his blush. "It's just that—y-your tail is popping out."

"Hmm?" Tsugumi raised an eyebrow. Then she remembered she was still wearing her cat's ears and tail from her cosplay event earlier that day. "Oh yeah," she said, twirling her fingers around her white fake-tail for a couple of seconds before she focused back on him. "Kawaii, deshou?" She smiled—a complete breathtaking smile—to the older boy and he had to remember the proper way to breathe.

"Now, about the candy," she said again, still grinning. "Go ahead and try it." She placed the candy on top of his lips once again.

Daryl managed to get some of his old self back. "No. Get it away from me." He pushed the candy away with a hard shove.

"Eeh?" She whined and licked the candy a couple times. "But it's really good." She licked it again. "Mmm."

Although Tsugumi's candy-sucking action was alluring, he kept on putting a disgusted look on his face. "There's no way in hell I would eat some cheap-looking candy like that!"

"But it's really sweet, trust me!" She pouted. "Come on, just one lick."

"No! You just licked it, didn't you? Gross, no way!" He shouted, glaring furiously at her. "And get off of me! You're heavy!"

Tsugumi gasped and then put her hands on her hips. "That's not the way to talk to a lady!"

"A lady?" He spat. "Who, you?"

"Of course!" She said, pursing her lips in such a cute manner. "Now take those words back."

"Oh? Was that an order?" Daryl's lips were turning into a smirk. Before she could replied, Daryl flipped her over, pinning her to the ground like what she did to him before. He took a hold of her hands and brought them over her head. The candy got knocked-out from her grip because of that.

"No one gets to order me around," Daryl said with a hoarse and dangerous voice. "I don't take order from anybody. You got that?" He brought one hand down, while the other one was still holding both of her hands in a death grip. He placed his free hand around her neck, slightly putting a pressure on it. "I could snap your neck in two if I want to." He threatened in her ear. Grinning evilly, he whispered again. "So you better stop being such a bitch and leave me alone, o-chibi-chan."

Daryl was sure that Tsugumi was going to cry at that time. But when he looked up, she wasn't crying. In fact, she was smiling. She was defenseless, with a dangerous-looking boy on top of him, and yet, she still showed no fear on her face. Tsugumi was calm and, Daryl admitted, beautiful. There was something very beautiful about the way she looked at him with no fear in her eyes. Admitting how pretty she looked was such a big change for him, because the last person he had ever called beautiful was himself.

Irritated that his threat didn't get the reaction he wanted, he started strangling her. "What would the Lady do now?" Daryl asked, baring his teeth. His eyes glazed mischievously when they were staring at her. "Would the Lady like to scream?"

"Hmm," Tsugumi purred softly which earned another frown from Daryl. Before he could ask what she was thinking, she broke her hands away from his grip—as easy as taking a candy from a kid—and kicked him right on his stomach with her right knee.

Surprised and pained, Daryl stumbled back, groaning. Everything was happening so fast, but the next thing he knew, he was sitting on the ground with Tsugumi on his lap. She smirked devilishly and pulled his collar with her hands. Their faces went closer and she giggled lightly before she kissed him on the lips.

Daryl's eyes went wide behind his eyeglasses.

What—what the hell is she doing? Why is she kissing me?

Daryl didn't have the chance to answer his own silent questions, because all of his thoughts were occupied with the new pleasant feeling of her lips on top of his. She licked his lips and bit his lower one. Just like what she had predicted, Daryl gasped in surprise and she took the chance to slip her tongue in. She purred again when she felt Daryl's tongue touching hers.

"Mmph!" Daryl closed his eyes in reflex when he felt the flick of her tongue inside his mouth. He didn't know what to do about the kiss—about Tsugumi-hell, he didn't even know how to breathe properly! He didn't respond well to her kiss. It was all too sudden. How could she do this to him, anyway? Daryl was indeed stronger and taller than her, but Tsugumi's movements were unpredictable and fast. She was strong in her own way, and slick, and... sweet.

She tasted sweet. Like a candy.

A candy?

Two seconds later, Tsugumi broke off the kiss. Daryl was breathing heavily, but she wasn't. Still keeping one hand on his face, she whispers. "Sweet, isn't it? I know you'd like the candy."

Daryl was speechless. He felt like his mind just got blown away.

"What's with the look?" Tsugumi chuckled, with sultry eyes. "You look like you just had your first kiss."

Flushed and humiliated—because it was indeed, his first kiss—Daryl moved away from her. "T-that wasn't my first kiss, you runt! Why the hell did you do that? What if I got infected?" He yelled. "Eew, get off me!" He shoved her away from him but she didn't budge. "Get. Off. Me!" He pushed her again.

"Or what, hmm?" Tsugumi softly asked. The way she gazed at him did wonders to his heart. "You're going to strangle me again?"

His hands trembled. He had never been so humiliated before. His cheeks went red again, but this time, from fury. Tsugumi realized she just went too far.

"Relax, blonde boy. I'm not carrying any virus with me. Promise. Just took the vaccine the other day." She got up from his lap and brushed away the dirt from her skirt and cardigan. "I just wanted you to taste the candy."

"You didn't have to go that far!" Daryl was pretty much as red as the candy itself.

Tsugumi took one look at his face and she smiled seductively. "Don't say that when you look like you're enjoying it so much. Never been french kissed before, I assume?"

Her words were, once again, rendered him speechless. His mouth hung low on his face.

Tsugumi simply laughed before she took his hand and lead him back to the festival. "Come on, let's get you a new candy."

Right then, Daryl didn't object no more, because he wanted to make sure of something-and because Tsugumi didn't actually give him a chance to escape. Was it really the taste of the candy on her lips that was so sweet, or did her lips usually taste like that?

Wait a sec! Daryl stopped himself. I did not just think about how sweet, and tasty her lips were! They were soft, though. And warm. And-no, NO! This is wrong! Stop thinking about it!

An hour after that, Tsugumi left him alone because she was going to help Inori with her make-up before she went on stage. She had bought him a similar candy and she had smiled to him again before she turned on her heels. They still didn't know each other's name yet. They were still practically strangers to each other.

"What is this thing, exactly? It looks so cheap." Daryl commented again after he got off the phone with M. W. Seiga. He twirled the candy on his hand, waiting a moment or two to make sure that the candy was safe and not contaminated by germs. After he was convinced, he licked the candy once. It did taste sweet and familiar, but there was another taste-another one that he would much more prefer-that wasn't there. "The next time I see that runt, I swear I'm going to torment her." He licked the candy again as his thought flew to the kiss he and Tsugumi shared before.

Somehow, the candy tasted sweeter this time.

"Oh, Tsugumi! Finally!" Ayase slid closer in her wheelchair until she was right beside Inori. "We've been waiting for you, for like forever!"

Tsugumi gave a small laugh while she ran closer to the girls. Looking apologetic, she said. "Gomen, gomen."

"You're late!" Ayase said, looking slightly pissed. "The show's about to start!"

"Yes, yes, I know. I said I'm sorry. Just give me five minutes." Tsugumi sighed, and took Inori's hand in hers. "Come on, Inoreen, I'll do your make-up."

Inori nodded her head and followed her lead to the dressing room. Tsugumi asked her to sit on a chair, facing the mirror. "Close your eyes for me, okay?" Tsugumi said and she did. Inhaling deeply, Tsugumi began to put some make-up on her face.

"Where were you, anyway?" Ayase asked, brushing Inori's pink hair from behind. "I didn't see you at the festival."

"I wasn't there. I was on the back of the stage," replied Tsugumi, grinning.

Ayase frowned, glancing suspiciously at her. "What were you doing in there?"

"Nothing," she easily lied, but her bright smile betrayed her. Ayase narrowed her eyes, judging her. "All right, maybe something did happen." She giggled. "There was this boy."

"A boy?" Ayase didn't sound very pleased. "You're late because of a boy. Great."

Tsugumi pouted. "But Aya-nee," she whined, "He wasn't just another boy. He was... interesting."

"Oh, really?" The brown-haired girl asked sarcastically. "Do tell."

"Okay, so..." Tsugumi started putting some natural red color on Inori's thin lips. "He was kind of cute, I guess. Blond hair, bright purple eyes. Looks kinda unique, doesn't he?" She giggled again, remembering every bit of Daryl's appeareance. "And listen, Aya-nee! He's such an ore-sama type! You know, like, seriously cocky, arrogant, extremely rude-oh, and he also called me runt!"

Rubbing her forehead, Ayase warily sighed. "By the sound of it, he's more like an asshole to me. Which part of him is interesting to you, exactly?"

"Well, he was trying to strangle me to death, that was interesting."

Ayase gasped. "Tsugumi!"

"Relax, relax." She chuckled. "I kicked him to the ground with my knee and kissed him."

"Well, I'm glad everything was okay and—" Ayase finally got what Tsugumi was saying. "YOU KISSED HIM?"

"Yeah." She grinned, displaying her perfect teeth. "With tongue too."

By then, even Inori coughed at Tsugumi's words. Ayase, on the other hand, was aghast. "Tsugumi!"

"I couldn't help it!" Tsugumi said, throwing her hands on the air. "He was teasing me and so I teased him back. What's wrong with that?"

"Sticking your tongue down his throat is!" Ayase shrieked, wide-eyed. She had finished hair-styling Inori's hair, and now, she was looking at Tsugumi with her hands folded in front of her chest. "What's his name again?"

"Hmm..." Tsugumi put a hand on her chin, thinking. After remembering every moment she shared with Daryl, she realized she hadn't asked for his name. "I don't know!" Tsugumi answered, being honest. She laughed to herself over and over again. If Ayase didn't know better, she would have thought Tsugumi was drunk.

Ayase sighed. "I honestly can't believe you."

Author's endnote:

I wrote this in about two hours straight last night, so if you find some grammatical errors or typos, please forgive me. Anyway, tell me what you think, okay? And let me know if you want another chapter of this :) I hope you enjoyed it!

XOXO,

Auteure Juillet