Another unoriginal title... I really suck at this... -Hurls notebook at Riku's head- Enough with that song!

Another scene I happened to create at my job where I was washing a dump truck of dishes. Don't inquire why I thought it up... The heat probably cooked what little brains I had left.

Dedication: Astaldotholwen. Why? Why not? Heh...no, despite her self-protests, she really does write adorable fluff. So, she gets at least one romanticish drabble.

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I thought I knew everything there was to know about you. You've never kept secrets from me...unless there was this one buried where I can only see it if you reveal that forbidden section of your heart to me... and by then, the answer's already clear...

Simple and Clean

"So... Riku... What are you writing...?" She tries viciously not to smirk as he quickly crumples the small paper in his palm, and stands up with a guilty look on his face.

"N-Nothing... I-I was j-just---" She steps towards him, bearing her deep ocean coloured eyes into his nervous aquamarines.

"Ohhh...Right... The 'write-down-the-name-of-your-Paopu-soul mate-thing'... I didn't think you would actually place an entry in..." Her smirk defies her and slides upon her lips as his pale cheeks darken into a faint crimson hue. "So...who is it?"

His lips separate slightly as a nervous grimace as he steps back slightly. His aqua spheres dart around every which way to avoid eye contact as he fights back the stutter of his pounding heart.

"I-It's co-confidential...remember?"

"Hmmmm... I see..." Her face grows solemn as she holds his gaze for what seems like an eternity for him, before whipping her hand out and deftly swiping the paper from his shaking hand. "Hah!"

Shock only lasts a second on the embarrassed paladin before he starts lunging at her to get it back. "H-Hey! Give that back!"

"Heh heh...Not a chance. At least not until I commit the name to memory." The two play a heated game of keep-away upon the small extension known as Paopu Island, the trees making for excellent roadblocks on his part.

"Misty! Come on!"

"No way. I want to know who you're secretly thinking about..." She dives out from behind a tree and tries to glimpse at the crumpled sheet, but he's too quick and she is forced to dodge again.

"Th-that's not funny!" Her hands whip the sheet around her and she presses it against the small of her back and she starts jumping backwards. It doesn't deter him as his hands attempt to circle her waist to get it.

"Not true. I find it really amusing." His gloved hands wrap around her wrists to try and wrench the paper from her grasp, but she keeps backing up, pulling him off-balance and rupturing a good portion of his grip.

Both parties are halted though when Misty backs up into the bent trunk of the Paopu tree; it stops her motion dead and pins his hands on her back. A wave of silence washes over both entities as their blue-green gazes find the other and hold firmly. Both are out of breath from running about the place, but mostly, it's their pounding hearts that keep them both almost unable to breathe.

Solemnity takes over both countenances and heightens the tension between them. Slowly, he leans closer to her, their hearts almost seeming to be drawn together.

"You really want to know whose name is on that sheet?" His words slip out in an almost incomprehensible whisper, but her heart doesn't let the sentence evade her ears. She could taste his breath amongst her own, a tantalizing sweetness that almost crippled her free will.

A heart rate tripling question gently wisps into her mind... 'I wonder...would...his lips carry this same flavour...Uh...Omigod...what am I thinking!' But despite her mind's nervous outbreak, her voice decides to act out on its own.

"Yeah...Now more than ever..." His heart didn't have far to go to reach hers, both fervent pulses pressing against the other's sternum. His lips softly brush over hers before accepting them into an embrace that finally released what he locked away from her for so long...