A/N: Touya, Yukito, gargoyles, and France! How exciting! This was done for the "Gargoyle" challenge at the 30romances challenge at livejournal. And psh, I know, I know, the whole fic is kinda rushed.

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"They're ugly aren't they, Yuki?" Touya said in a high-pitched voice of a five-year-old boy.

Yukito laughed. "Oh c'mon, don't say that! I imagine whoever sculpted those put a lot of effort into them."

"But they're still ugly either way."

"Actually, I heard their… eh, ugliness is supposed to scare off evil spirits, so they're actually doing some good."

"Aha! So you do admit that they're ugly-"

"Well, I'm not exactly calling them statues of angels or anything…"

"But you still called them ugly…"

"So…"

Touya turned from looking at the gargoyles to Yukito. "Hey, I thought you liked it when I acted childish."

Yukito started to blush and lowered his voice. "I do, but not while we're out here, in front of our tour group."

"Oh, stop worrying. None of them even understand Japanese," Touya said, turning away from the church they were facing and leaning against the rail behind him. He placed a hand around Yukito and pulled him towards him, slowly bringing their faces towards each other. Their foreheads touched, and Yukito closed his eyes, his grip automatically tightening on the steel rail. He could feel Touya's breathe touching his face.

"To-ya," Yukito started, "we-"

"-Shouldn't?" He brought hand up and gently placed it on Yukito's cheek, caressing it with his thumb. "What? You don't what to make out in front of the gargoyles?" he said teasingly in his little boy voice.

Yukito felt his face start to heat up and his heart beat start to quicken. He could tell people were probably staring at them. Yukito leaned his face towards the hand that was cupping his cheek, keeping his eyes closed. "You're just doing this to torture me, aren't you, To-ya?" he said sarcastically.

"Hmm… maybe… Well, you did drag me to tall those art museum's yesterday." Touya pulled his face away from Yukito's and took his hand away from his cheek. "I think you deserve a little revenge for putting me through that," he smiled.

Yukito smiled back, knowing that Touya was going to tease him all day until they got back to the hotel. Though, he was looking forward to it.

Their French tour guide suddenly shouted something out and waved his hand in the air, signaling for his tour group to follow him back towards the bus.

"What'd he say, oh French-speaking-one?" Touya said to Yukito.

Luckily for the two of them, Yukito had taken a short introduction course on speaking French before they had left for their trip, though he still carried around one of those books that had simple French phrase, which he had picked up at the airport.

"Erm… I think he just said that we're going back to the tour bus," he said, a little unsure. "I guess we should just follow where everybody else is going."

"Okay… I just hope we don't end up running after the tour bus again, like we did last time," Touya joked.

"Hey. You try learning French in six weeks, To-ya. We should probably get going before we do end up running after it again." Yukito took him by the hand and started dragging him away from the cathedral.

They started walking down the street, following everybody back towards the tour bus, which was parked at the end of the block. Touya looked back and waved at the gargoyles, saying "good-bye" in his little boy voice. Yukito smiled as heard Touya and gently stroked the inside of Touya's palm with his thumb.