Disclaimer- Nope, the boys still aren't mine.

Ah, the fluff. And here I thought this was going to be more angsty when I started out. Heh. Guess the guys have minds of their own. Graduate classes started back up today, so I don't know how often I will be able to update in the future. Though, as always, reviews make me feel loved and very much in the mood to write.

-Fireun

"Tsuzuki...please wipe the foam off of your nose..."

Tsuzuki almost danced in place with joy at the grudging amusement in Hisoka's voice. It wasn't frustration, it wasn't anger; it was pleasure. The man was happy to be around him!

Hisoka watched his partner shine the most honest smile he had ever seen, a smile that was more than just a movement of the facial muscles. It touched the eyes, traced through every movement of his body, lending a beauty to the man's careless grace. Tsuzuki was a bundle of just barely harnessed electricity. 'And I am buying him caffeine? There has got to be something wrong with this picture...' He couldn't help it. There was something to that other man that drew him in and refused to let him be. The more he tried to fight it off the worse it became.

'...just enjoy his company...'

Hidden behind the bulk of a double latte mug Tsuzuki closed his eyes in absolute bliss. This was what he wanted, needed. The smile on Hisoka's face...that smile itself was worth turning away from the end he had desired. It wasn't the smile of someone amused with his antics, the smile of someone who lovingly put up with his quirks. It was a smile of genuine affection, of a casual enjoyment of his company.

Hisoka could feel Tsuzuki's contentment, and couldn't help but respond in kind. 'Well, there really is something relaxing about sitting in a coffee house, with the low lighting and soft live music. And it really is good to see him actually happy for once. It is so easy sometimes to forget that that smile is an act most of the time. Ah man, he has foam all over his nose, and he isn't doing anything about it...that looks rather amusing, but that girl in the corner is staring...'

It took Hisoka a moment to realize the girl was making calf eyes at Tsuzuki who, being the gentleman he was couldn't ignore her. His polite attention was having a somewhat more intimately-oriented effect on the girl, making Tsuzuki uncomfortable enough that he started looking for escape routes... Before Hisoka had time to reason with his first inclination, he was leaning forward to wipe the foam off of his partners face with a napkin, looking at the girl the entire time. That seemed to get some sort of idea across as she pouted once, then turned her attention elsewhere.

'Oh, shit, did I just...'

The stunned look on Tsuzuki's face answered the question.

As did the depressed glances from a few of the obviously single females in the room before they turned their almost predatory attentions elsewhere.

'Oh...crap. I did.'

He had just, in a very polite way, put Tsuzuki off-limits to the date hunters in the café. He had just casually informed them that Tsuzuki was taken. By him.

He was horrified, not at the implication, which most likely should have bothered him, but by the fact that Tsuzuki might not appreciate the claim.

His face back to being smothered in a mug, Tsuzuki attempted to keep from bolting. Not in simple fear, but from the fear that Hisoka didn't mean what his actions implied, or worse yet, that he wasn't implying anything at all and had just acted without thinking. Either way, he couldn't let the rush of warmth that filled him go to his head. He couldn't take too much hope from one affectionate gesture...

"Ummm....Tsuzuki? About that..."

Hisoka's voice was tentative, quiet, and Tsuzuki's heart plummeted into the general vicinity of his socks. "Hmm? It's ok Hisoka. I should have wiped it off sooner."

Hisoka wanted to shrink at the crestfallen feel to his partner's voice, smothered even as it was by thick ceramic. "It's not that...I mean, you aren't angry with me...?"

Angry? Why the merry hell would I be angry? Tsuzuki pulled his face out of the safe hiding place of the coffee cup and regarded Hisoka in sublime confusion. "'Soka, why would I be angry?"

Hisoka blinked, wondering yet again if it was possible for someone to be this socially dense. "About the whole napkin thing. I want to know if it upset you."

"Well, I had something on my face, right?"

"...right..."

"And it looked silly, right?"

"....right..."

"So what is there to be upset about?"

That seemed to end that train of thought for Tsuzuki, for he smiled sweetly and broke off a piece of a particularly moist looking brownie and offered it to his green eyed companion. "You should have some, 'Soka. It is real tasty."

"I am alright."

"C'mon! Take a bite!"

"It's ok Tsuzuki. I got it for you. Enjoy!"

"I would enjoy it more if you tried some!"

"No, really, I am fine."

"Look at that young couple. Aren't they absolutely adorable?"

Hisoka thought his ears were going to catch fire he was blushing so furiously upon hearing that particular statement, catching sight of the older women who were smiling benignly in his general direction.

That was the opening Tsuzuki needed, and he seized upon it with opportunistic glee. As Hisoka's jaw hung open in boundless embarrassment Tsuzuki plunged a delectable morsel in, triumphantly getting to share his treat at last!

Well, Hisoka had thought his embarrassment was boundless. As Tsuzuki fed him chocolate brownie, as the women tittered happily, he found a new level to which to soar.

Oblivious to it all, Tsuzuki bit into his own piece of chocolate heaven, smiling, waiting for Hisoka to exclaim its deliciousness.

Even his obliviousness had its limits though. And upon noticing the dumbfounded expression on Hisoka's face, and guessing its source to be the numerous faces turned their way, he dropped the his remaining money (just enough to cover the tab thankfully!) onto the table and steered Hisoka from the café.