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Kei scowled, rubbing his eyes tiredly. As usual, he was running late. He'd meant to go to his afternoon lecture, then pick up Ranmaru and take him out to dinner. As it was, he'd worked late the night before, and so, after his morning class, he'd come home for a nap. Unfortunately, his nap had turned into a slumber, and he had not only missed his lecture, he was now ten minutes late to pick Ran up. To make matters worse, a faint snow had begun to fall, making the roads a bit slippery, and traffic had slowed down.

Kei ground his teeth as he pulled into his usual parking spot. Ran's fan club stood nearby, chatting with each other. As soon as they saw the car, they flocked over. Kei barely had time to get out and light a cigarette before they began to barrage him.

"Kei! Is Ran with you?"

"Are you here to pick up Ranmaru?"

"No, I just thought I'd stop by and show off my ride," Kei growled, flicking some ash off of his cigarette. "You've seen it, so scram."

"Aww, Kei, you're so grumpy today. We just want to see Ranmaru!"

"Yea, you get to see him all the time, you only see him at school."

"Don't you guys have anything better to do than bother me? Get out of here!"

With a flared dramatic disappointment, the boys finally began to walk away.

"Give Ran my love!"

Kei picked up some snow, packing it into a ball which he threw at the young man who had last spoken.

"I'm not his damned secretary! Give it to him yourself!"

Kei scowled as he watched the group leave. They never seemed to give up. Most of the time he could take it with a grain of salt, but today, he was still sleepy, and he was cold, and already the snow was beginning to thicken which would make the roads worse. Kei turned around to go back to the car, wanting to warm it up so that it wouldn't be too cold for Ran. As he turned, something caught his eye. There was a brief flash, then, as Kei peered through the snow, he saw a young man standing there. How he'd missed the youth was beyond him. The young man was a dark shadow amidst the falling snow. Shining, ink-black hair topped his head, carefully braided back. Deep pools of black gazed out from behind a pair of silver-framed glasses. Even the uniform that the boy wore was dark and immaculate. Kei stalked back toward the car, ready to scare the devotee off as well. The boy's eyes widened as he approached, and the youth bowed, holding out an envelope.

"Enjoyji-sama –" the young man started, but Kei cut him off, smacking the envelope out of the boy's hands.

"What did I just say?" Kei demanded. "I'm not his secretary!"

The boy stared at Kei for a moment. Kei was about to scoop up some more snow for another snowball when the young man suddenly stuttered an apology and ran off. Kei watched the black spot fade away into the snow, not quite sure what had scared him off.

"Now, that wasn't very nice of you, Kei."

Kei turned, his anger immediately melting away. Ran stood, smiling softly at him, leaning against the car. Kei scowled, pulling out another cigarette.

"Why should I be nice to those morons?" he grumbled. Ran merely chuckled, taking a look around to make sure there was no one in sight before he gave Kei a quick kiss.

"Sorry I'm late," Ran murmured, crossing in front of the car to get in. He paused, bending to pick up the envelope that had landed in the snow before joining Kei in the car. Kei scowled, backing out of his parking space as Ran turned the envelope over in his hands.

"I don't know why you bother with those things," he growled. "You should have left it in the snow there."

"It's for you," Ran responded lightly. Kei glanced at the envelope. The black marks on the front were indeed the characters of his own name rather than Ran's. He turned his eyes back to the road despite his peaked curiosity.

"Kei," Ran said suddenly. "Did you miss your class today?"

Kei laughed uneasily. Since Ran had been running late as well, he hadn't intended to mention that he'd slept through another one of his classes. He glanced over at his lover, whose lips were drawn in the straight line that they tended to form in when he was about to get stern.

"Why would I miss class?" Kei asked, attempting to be coy.

"Why would you need someone else's lecture notes if you were there?" Ran snapped.

Kei parked the car in front of the apartment, snatching the envelope. Inside were two sheets of paper, carefully folded, with neatly written notes from the biology class that Kei had missed. He followed Ran inside, kicking off his shoes as he glanced over it.

"So, now you have someone taking notes for you?"

Ran's voice was unusually cold as it interrupted Kei's thoughts. Kei looked blankly at his partner.

"I didn't ask him to, Ran... I don't even know – wait… are you… jealous?"

Ran flushed and turned away. Kei smiled to himself. Part of him felt a certain sense of smug victory. All of Ran's admonitions about how cross Kei got over people dogging him every day about his roommate, and now the tables were turned. But his victory was short-lived as he saw that Ran was truly upset. Kei set the notes carefully down on the table, then came up behind Ran, wrapping his arms around him.

"You're such a jealous lover," Kei whispered, his lips brushing against Ran's ear. Ran blushed a bit, trying to pull away, but Kei's hold was firm.

"I thought you were the smart one here. When are you going to learn that you are the only one that I want in my life?"

Ran bit his lip, trying not to cry.

"I can't help it, Kei. I can't understand sometimes… you could have any man or woman in the world… why limit yourself to just me?"

Kei smiled softly, kissing the back of Ran's neck until he man moaned in spite of the tiny trickle of a tear.

"I'm not limiting anything, Ran. You are my everything. If I have you, then I have everything."

"Kei…"

The snow swirled outside in the wind, the white dust kicking up and chilling the air. But the cold could not penetrate the small apartment where the lovers came together in the heat of passion.