Seeing Green
Drabble 2: Imperfect Proposal

Notes: This started off as a discussion with my sister about how Heiji would propose to Kazuha in the most unromantic way EVER.

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"I mean, we've known each other all our lives anyway. Might as well make it official."

Kazuha's eyes darted back and forth from Heiji's face to the black box that he held in his hands. She blinked several times, trying to process what he had just said. "…Wait, what?"

Heiji rolled his eyes in frustration and ran a hand through his hair. "Dammit, woman. You deaf or something! I said we should just get married already."

Her jaw dropped. Well, this certainly was not what she expected. Ever since she was a little girl, she dreamt of her tall, dark, sea foam-eyed prince riding in on a noble steed and proposing to her in the most romantic of ways, by a candlelit dinner under the moonlight.

Well, luckily her tall dark and sea foam-eyed prince was her best friend all along. His "noble steed" ended up being a motorcycle that he loved entirely too much… that much she could live with. And while there was no candlelit dinner, there was still the moonlight…

But he had to ruin it by proposing in the crudest way. And now, he stood still, looking rather fidgety with his hands in his pockets and said sea foam colored eyes glaring at her.

She arched an eyebrow. "Hattori Heiji, I sincerely hope for your health that this is just some kind of sick joke."

"What makes you think I'd joke about this, you moron!" Heiji snapped. "You're just too stupid to recognize a marriage proposal when it finally hits you!"

Kazuha's eyes flashed dangerously. "And exactly what part of that was a proposal, you idiot! You have no clue about these things!"

"Ugh, just shut up! It's not like there's a guidebook to proposals or anything! Take it or leave it – you should be thankful I'm even asking you at all!" Heiji retorted, taking a step closer to her.

She in turn stepped closer as well. "No way in hell I'd be thankful for this! Sounds more like a negotiation rather than a proposal!"

"Don't be stubborn, just say yes already!"

"NO!"

Silence. Narrowed eyes, harsh glares.

Then without warning and without breaking eye contact, Heiji brought out his cell phone. "Mom? She accepted, so you can start cooking dinner now. Alright." Then he hung up.

Kazuha's eyes widened. "Heiji, you did not just—"

Her words died out when he grabbed her hand and started to pull along behind him. Then an idea came to her. "Heiji, wait. We never even dated or anything like that. It's not going to work."

Heiji stopped in his tracks, and Kazuha nearly bumped into him. She was about to branch off into a string of insults when she noticed that he was thinking. But his hand never left hers. " 'Zuha." Unconsciously she flushed. She hadn't heard that name since she was a little girl.

He continued, "I know I suck at these things. And don't you rub it in my face; I admitted it, right? I'm no good at this, but could we just pretend I am? And besides…" He lifted his eyes and met her gaze. Suddenly she found it hard to breathe. "Are things really gonna change that much? Everybody says we argue like a married couple already." A pause, then he raised his hand, the one that still clutched hers, and placed her hand on his heart. A soft smile had found its place on his lips. "Only when it finally happens, you'll be mine and no one else's."

Tha-thump. With a wide-eyed expression on her face and a steadily rising blush, Kazuha wrenched her hand away from him and walked a few steps away so that her back faced him. With both hands to her cheeks, she closed her eyes, attempting to fight the blush back down.

Really, it should have been illegal for him to say stuff like that.

"Kaz—"

"I accept," she replied slowly turning to face him. "Yes. I will."

The smile on his face seemed bright enough to light a room.

And Kazuha felt a similar expression come over hers.

It was a beautiful moment. Until…

"God, Kazuha, what's wrong with your face?"

"…You know what, forget it! Who'd want to marry a jackass like you anyway!"

"Dammit, can't you take a joke!"

Yes, well. Heiji was rather clueless about these things. But luckily Kazuha was willing to help him out.

End.