Simply Delicious
Disclaimer: The characters and story of Hana Yori Dango are the sole property of Yoko Kamio.
A/N: I started this story with a certain pairing in mind, but I guess I'll leave it up to you and whatever person you would like Tsukushi to be with.
A Simple Request
"Kiss me."
Tsukushi's head snaps up, and her eyes look at him in disbelief. "What?" she asks.
He looks at her, with a delicate eyebrow raised. "You heard me Makino. You know you want to."
She stares at him, and rolls her eyes at him. "Why?"
"Why? Do you know how many girls in Japan would kill to receive a kiss from me? Or even go on a date with me?" he asks, frustrated at her less then enthusiastic mood.
"Well… if I remember correctly, I think you were the one who asked me out," she says, as she goes back to stirring her drink. "And I know I wasn't the one who just asked for a kiss, so I guess not many girls want a kiss from you."
He narrows his eyes at her. "You think you're pretty funny, don't you?"
"Why, I didn't think so, but now that you mention it, I think I am," she exclaims in mock surprise.
He looks at her and wonders for the hundredth time, 'Why did I ask her out? Why do I like her? She isn't very pretty, or very smart, or very funny, apparently, so why do I-'
His thoughts are cut off by her, as her warm hand is placed on his forehead. "Nope, no fever. First, you ask me out, and then you space out on our date. Yup. You've really gone insane," she amusedly concludes. The store's bell rings, signaling the entrance of more customers, and she glances quickly at her watch.
He watches her through hooded eyes as she waves the waitress over for the check, and he grabs her wrist gently when she reaches for it. "I got it," he declares, and before she can begin to argue, he adds, "I asked you out, remember?"
This seems to be an acceptable response, because her mouth closes. The check is paid, and she grabs her purse and gets up. He stands and follows her out the floor, albeit at a much slower pace.
She notices this, he realizes, for she soon turns around and looks at him impatiently. "Come on, I don't want to miss the movie," she huffs, and then grabs his hand to drag him faster, but he doesn't walk any faster.
She stops, and coming to a decision, turns around to look at him. She leans in quickly pecking him on the mouth, before pulling back, and asking him, "Are you happy now?" A light blush forms on her cheeks, and she turns away from him to begin walking toward the theaters again.
"Chotto," he utters, and reaches out to grab her hand. She pauses, and he takes the opportunity to pull her into his arms, before giving her a possessive, demanding kiss which leaves her breathless. He pulls back, and noses touching, says, "Now I am."
She glares at him, but one look at his handsome smirk, and her resolve breaks. "You are such a kid," she announces, a smile on her lips.
"Yeah, but I kiss like a man," he banters back playfully.
As they walk hand in hand through the doors of the theater, he realizes, 'I like her because she is… her… she is simply Tsukushi.'