Warnings: a man pins a woman to a wall, but it isn't supposed to be sexual.


The battle was tense. As tense as it usually was for the two of them, at least. He was always stronger than her, so she always tried to push her limits, which both of them knew wasn't healthy. Still, he appreciated her effort. She knew he was going easy on her, though she didn't know why. He was her enemy and the most stubborn man she'd ever met, as well. But, maybe she should've been thankful for his mercy.

There was one thing, though that constantly annoyed her. Well, two. First, he was constantly telling her that she was doing something wrong. That confused her to no end. She was fighting him. He should be fighting back, not criticizing her moves, expecting her to be better than him. Second, he was always calling her names.

"You're shaking, you know, Porpoise," he'd say, smirking while furrowing his eyebrow, unamused. He was contradictory, something she'd taken a while to get used to. He was also just plain annoying.

"I have a name, you know, Pie-san," she said with a deadpan expression. She knew this game, and she hated it. Sarcastic banter, back and forth, only without the friendliness.

"Oh, I know." He shot a lightning bolt that she managed to dodge. "I just don't care."

"You're impossible." She kicked his ribs. He grunted.

"It's better I am." He shoved her against the wall, pinning her. "... At least, to you."

Retasu frowned. So, this was the moment he finally used his strength against her? After all this time, he finally decided to let himself defeat her.

Except that he wasn't doing anything. He was only staring at her.

"What are you waiting for? Are you not going to finish me?" she asked impatiently.

He didn't answer. Or at least, he didn't answer the way she expected him to.

He pressed his forehead to hers gently. She paused. Her heart was beating at a ridiculously fast rate. What was he doing?

"W—what—? Why?" she stuttered. He shushed her.

"Let me have this," he said, no sarcasm in his voice at all. She was completely flustered.

"I— ... Your heart's beating fast," she noticed with a blush.

"Yes."

That's it?

What was happening?

Were all his sarcastic remarks that he had so generously given her before all his way of flirting?

"Pie—" He stopped her in the most surprising way possible. He kissed her. And it wasn't just that fact that surprised her. It was genuine. Too genuine for an enemy.

And she kissed him back.

When he stopped, he whispered sweetly, "Retasu-san, do you know how beautiful you are?"

She swallowed. He said her name.

Did that even matter? He kissed her! What's in a name anyway?


Written in early 2019.