Escuro: My second drabble for the fandom. Written for a contestat the ToS slash community on LJ. Maybe I'll win. -hopes-

The themes for the contest were:

A) Umbrella
B) Abandoned Playground
C) Bandaids
D) Letters To Mail
E) A dictionary.

The theme I chose was: Umbrella. Now, before I forget...

Disclaimer: I don't own Tales and sadly never will. T-T

So without further a do:

To the Victor

"Okay then. You have every right to take the thing…after all your hair is so fragile…"

Lloyd frowned at the blatant sarcasm, and avoided the red-haired chosen's attempts to snatch the item he held.

"Like yours is really fragile?" He maneuvered to the left, narrowly missing the gloved hand. "A little water won't do it any harm. Martel knows how long you haven't washed it."

Another lunge, this time accompanied by a whine. "Lloyd you're breaking my heart here." Zelos cursed lightly after missing again. "And so you know, I keep very good care of my hair. You have no idea how much work is put into it everyday!"

Lloyd laughed as he moved the item behind him, hiding it from view. "You mean that's what you do those two hours in the morning? That's just sad man."

Zelos stopped in front of Lloyd, annoyed to find his hair disheveled. Blowing a wisp of red from his vision, he glared lightly at the other. "That's cold bud. Real cold."

Zelos surveyed the other with analyzing eyes before smiling, a glint visible in the blue depths.

"Fine, you win." Zelos closed his eyes and shrugged, settling himself in one of the chairs situated in front of the small restaurant.

Lloyd blinked in confusion. "…Wha-What do you mean I win?" Securing the object he held onto his belt, he turned to face the other. "What about your precious hair?"

An overly dramatic sigh. "I guess I'll just have to bare it."

Lloyd watched him warily for a moment before turning back and leaning against the wall. He closed his eyes briefly, allowing himself to zone in on the sound of rain hitting the awning they took shelter under.

"I can't just leave you here though…"

"Aw, I didn't know you cared bud." Lloyd jumped slightly at the proximity of the voice, eyes opening to see that Tethe'alla's Chosen had moved from the chair to reappear in front of him.

Zelos chuckled at the reaction, earning a pout from the shorter male. "Too cute."

Lloyd blinked, a small blush staining his cheeks. "Z-Zelos…what are you-"

All coherent thought ceased to exist as Lloyd felt the gentle caress of lips against his own. The kiss was brief but memorable and before he could react, Zelos pulled back.

It took Lloyd a moment to register the item he had hooked into his belt had disappeared.

Zelos stuck out his tongue playfully, the dark red umbrella he had snatched swinging from his hand.

"I win."

"Zelos!"

-Owari-

Escuro: Yup. Reviews are nice.