A/N: This chapter was hard! Maybe it's because I don't really see the TatsumixWatari relationship in either the anime or the manga, but I find it cute!... I love Watari's hair! The color. I already have the thickness, and I can completely relate to him and Wakaba when it comes to the stupid humidity! I'm in Georgia (born and raised) and down here, it's not the heat that gets you, it's the humidity! Sorry about that tiny rant… enjoy the next chapter… Btw, I kind of only touched on the other romances (as you might be able to notice), but then again this IS a primarily a TsuzukixHisoka fic.

Chapter 9

"So, do you want a back rub?"

Shocked by the bold question, Tatsumi's face lit up as he stuttered out a, "W-what!"

"Like I said, you need to relax!"

"Watari, this is very unprofessional!"

"No, unprofessional would be me jumping onto your desk and kissing you. Besides, we are 'friends', right?"

"Well, yes, I-I guess so, but you should not act this way in the work place!"

"Okay."

Watari sat in a chair he had set up inside Tatsumi's office and had been sitting there ever since he had distracted him in order to free Tsuzuki.

"Wine?"

"What?"

"Would you like some wine?" Hopping onto Tatsumi's desk, Watari pulled out a bottle of wine from his lab coat along with two glasses. "It's a good year."

"No! I want you out so I can finish my work!"

"But there's only five minutes left of the work day. So how's we go out to dinner?"

"Where did that idea come from?"

"My mind."

Tatsumi sighed as he continued his work. He felt Watari staring at him though, and it was distracting to have him sitting on top if his desk still. It was increasingly annoying and caused the secretary's cheeks to warm slightly. Why is he having such an effect on me? he thought. Growing increasingly frustrated with the scientist, Tatsumi slammed down his pencil and said, "Let's go out to dinner."

"What?" Watari said, very confused by the sudden suggestion, even though he had not too long ago offered the same thing.

"You said you wanted to go out to dinner, so let's go. We can talk about your behavior there."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes."

Watari's hand was then on Tatsumi's forehead. "You sure you're not sick?"

"Look, if you don't want to go, then say so. I got three more minutes left of which I could spend finishing the papers."

"You're giving up the last three minutes to spend time with me? This is the best Valentine's Day present ever!" Watari flung his arms around Tatsumi's neck and rubbed his cheek against his. "Oh! I got something for you, too!"

Before Tatsumi could protest about his so-called gift he had given, Watari handed him a small plastic box. Taking the ribbon off, Tatsumi opened it, revealing four fountain pens.

"Do you like them?" Watari asked, his face beaming.

"Yes," was all Tatsumi could say. Taking one out, he wrote his signature on one of his papers. "They write beautifully."

"Good! I must say, it was quite a challenge to find something for you. You know, it's not like a Christmas present. Valentine's Day presents are completely different. They have to be meaningful and show that the person was obviously thinking of you. I would have gotten you a basic Valentine's gift, but I knew you wouldn't like them."

Changing the subject, Tatsumi opened the door and said, "Shall we go?"

"Oh, right! You're taking me out on a date!"

"No, it's just a dinner between friends!"

"Alright. Let's just say that the red on your cheeks is because it's hot in here."

Arriving home, Terazuma was in a surprisingly good mood. He only got ambushed once and got to see Tsuzuki get put in his place. A fantastic day, considering it was Valentine's Day. That thought caused him to remember something. His gift for Kannuki. Don't be fooled, he had one. Of course he had one! The problem was the act of giving it to her.

As he walked through the door, he heard Kannuki in the kitchen humming a song. He silently made his way to his room, hoping that she hadn't heard him come in. Closing the door as quietly as possible, he sighed in relief and sank to the floor.

He stared at the window and what was on it. A bouquet of a half-dozen red roses. He had gotten them early that morning (which was why he had been late, even though he was attacked) so they weren't at all wilted, and since Kannuki didn't go in his room if the door was closed, he assumed she hadn't seen them.

How the hell am I going to give them to her? he thought. Well, he knew how he was going to give them. Going through with it was the problem. What if she didn't like the roses? What if she had a serious allergic reaction to them? What if she didn't feel the same way about him? There were so many things that could go wrong, that Terazuma was wondering why he even bought the roses anyway.

"Hajime-chan!" Kannuki said. "Dinner's ready!"

"Be right down!" he answered. "Oh boy."

Deciding that if he didn't do this now, then he wouldn't deserve to be called a man, Terazuma took the bouquet and headed downstairs. Once in the kitchen, he kept half of his body hidden behind the wall.

Looking up from setting the table, Kannuki smiled and said, "I made all of your favorites! Hope you enjoy!... How come your standing there?"

"Um, no reason," Terazuma said, mentally cursing himself afterward. "Say, how come you're home so early?"

"Oh, it's a long story."

Once Kannuki turned to the sink to get some more silver ware, Terazuma quickly put the roses in front on her chair and sat down, looking away as if hadn't done a thing.

Turning back around, Kannuki looked at the table and was about to say something, but stopped. She just stared at the bouquet, no expression on her face what-so-ever. Those five seconds were the worst Terazuma had ever experienced. Finally, Kannuki said, "Hajime-chan? Are… are those for me? From you?" Terazuma nodded. Slowly, a smile came to her face. She quickly put the dishes she was carrying down and snatched up the roses, burying her face in them to smell and feel the beautiful flowers just for her. "Oh, Hajime-chan! I love them! Nobody's ever given me roses before! They're beautiful! Thank you so much!" Taking a fuda she normally carries, Kannuki wrapped her arms around Terazuma's neck and kissed his cheek.

"I-I'm glad you like them," Terazuma said as best he could considering he hadn't really been expecting that last part.

A/N: I like that Wakaba and Terazuma on better than the Tatsumi and Watari one. I referred to Wakaba by her first name in this part because it was kind of Terazuma POV. One chapter to go!