"…Would you like to join me for some Christmas shopping?"

Mizuki grinned, anticipating the boy's answer.

However, Yuuta just tilted his head sideways. "Huh?"

"Huh…?" Mizuki repeated after Yuuta.

The brown-haired boy didn't know what Mizuki was thinking. The prospect of shopping with Mizuki-san scared Yuuta a little. He never thought that it was likely for him to do anything else with Mizuki-san, other than training.

"Do you not want to go… with me?' Mizuki said, dissatisfied.

Yuuta contemplated for a moment. Did he want to go with Mizuki-san? Yes, he did. His eyes moved up to the ceiling. He still had his doubts.

Mizuki knew Yuuta more than any other players that he had checked up on. In fact, he knew Yuuta so well that he didn't even need to store his data in his computer. (But he still did because he liked to admire his collected information.)

Reading Yuuta's action, the dark-haired boy gave him a smile.

"I'll treat you to crepes… Strawberry-flavored ones…"

Yuuta raised an eyebrow.

"Mizuki-san…?"

"Yes?" Mizuki knew he got him.

"Fine then…" Yuuta gave a nod of agreement as he wiped his sweat off with a towel and began to pack up.

"Nfu…"

Yuuta was quite glad that Mizuki did not suggest them walking to their destination, it was pretty close, but not close enough for them to be going there by foot.

Besides, he didn't know if he would have anything to tell Mizuki. Taking the subways was a better alternative, wasn't it?

Actually, there were many things he wanted to say, to express, but something just held him back from blurting everything out. Was it respect? Or was it something else? Yuuta thought Mizuki was the only person that understood his feelings. Mizuki-san had never compared him to Fuji Syusuke; he treated him as 'Yuuta-kun'. Mizuki-san was the first to do that.

Yuuta didn't have to worry about that though. As soon as the pair left the school grounds, Mizuki began his talk on training, Christmas and his unique fashion sense. Yuuta felt comfortable spending time with his senpai. He nodded obediently at Mizuki's every word, listening attentively, like a little puppy.

On the train, the two stood by the doors. Empty seats were rather scarce at this time of the day.

"Mizuki-san, do you've a list? You know a Christmas list…" Yuuta enquired curiously.

"Do I've a list?" Mizuki gave the boy a fleeting smile. "I don't need one, Yuuta-kun. The names are all in my head…"

The older boy's unfathomable mind frightened him but Yuuta couldn't deny that he was indeed very impressed.

Mizuki opened his arms as a slight jerk caused Yuuta to stumble a little and he lost his footing, falling pretty conveniently and comfortably into Mizuki's arms.

Mizuki had expected that.

The boy patted Yuuta's cropped hair. "Be careful, Yuuta-kun…" Mizuki said, hiding a smirk. Yuuta's cheeks were powdered with pale pink as he pushed himself away from the warm chest.

The polite boy bowed deeply, stammering a soft apology.

"How cute…"

Mizuki placed his thumb and his index finger on his chin and smiled. "It's okay, you can fall onto me as many time as you want…"

Yuuta's blush deepened into a bright pink.

Mizuki covered his mouth, concealing an amused laugh.

Today was going to be a good day.

Thank you everyone for the encouragement! I'll try my best! Give me suggestions of what you want them to do if you want! -Summer