Red Strings
dandelion-heart
Author of 28 Stories
1. ice cream
Rated: K+ - English - Romance/Humor - Youhei S. & Kyou F. - Reviews: 15 - Updated: 08-29-10 - Published: 03-08-10 - id:5801504
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_ice cream
This wasn't a date.
Sunohara knew so because Kyou kept reminding him every minute and a half. It was "an outing between two acquaintances" she explained before they set out, making sure she made eye contact and spoke in her usual threatening tone so that he would have a forewarning before he teased her along the way. Which would never have happened anyways since Sunohara didn't care what the hell she called this walk – all he knew was that both of them were headed to the same ice cream stand. He wasn't even interested in making small talk, he just wanted his usual chocolate waffle cone and busied himself with imagining how many scoops of whipped cream and number of caramel syrup drizzles he would order.
"So remember," Kyou began again, brushing back loose violet strands around her neck, "this-"
"Isn't a date, I know!" he glowered at her. "We bumped into each other, you can shut up about it now! As if I'd be boasting about being on a date with you."
Her eyes widened and Sunohara immediately put up his hands in front of his face, knees shaking.
"Ah I didn't mean it! I just meant that, I don't deserve you anyways so why would I bother ruining your reputation-"
"Shut up." She passed by him, eyes now narrow and voice cold and he followed her meekly, all traces of bold irritation gone. He spotted the stand just a block away and resolved to stay quiet until then. He concentrated on watching her feet move in even, measured steps – he had never noticed her toes pointed in. He looked up and saw her shoulders hunched in tension.
They reached the crosswalk but when the pedestrian light flashed green, Kyou suddenly turned around and began walking in the opposite direction.
"Kyou! Where are you going?" Sunohara took a step towards her.
"I'm not in the mood for ice cream," she snapped and Sunohara's overactive warning system began to ring.
"Ah come on! I didn't mean what I said," he called out with a weak smile. Her pace slowed.
"Let me treat you," he heard a voice say and when she turned around, staring at him in surprise, he realized he had spoken. "But this isn't a date," he added hurriedly and she waited for him to stop stammering before walking towards him, mouth set.
They left the stand, and Sunohara still didn't know what to say. He wondered if she knew where she was walking to because he was simply following her lead, his shoulder nearly brushing hers.
"Hey," she said, "thanks for the cone."
"Oh, yeah," he said by way of 'you're welcome,' lamenting the light feel of the wallet in his pocket.
She turned, sunlight dancing through her purple waves of hair.
"Well I'll be going now," she smiled awkwardly, hand lifted in a half-wave. "It was nice seeing you."
"Y-yeah, nice," Sunohara nodded, freezing when she drew closer, arm raised. Without thinking, he rushed forward and touched his lips to hers.
She flew back, face flushed and Sunohara blinked, trying to understand what happened. Her eyes were searching his, confused, and suddenly his heart sank in cold dread as he realized she was trying to give him a good-bye hug.
They stared at each other for a few seconds, wondering what to say and what to do. Then Sunohara shoved his ice cream into her hands and bolted away, afraid of looking back.
An hour later in his room, all he could think about was how he should have kept the cone.
A/N: Yeah, I'm shamelessly in love with this couple. Sunohara is an idiot and Kyou is a jerk but together they're actually hilariously lovely. :) This was inspired by the 20_firstkisses fic challenge at LiveJournal so you can guess that awkward and cute shippyness will ensue!
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