It's really short, and I'm not entirely sure it makes sense...still. It's TyKa, that's undeniable, so you'd better feel special, Silly. And I've resorted to o's to break it up because my computer's being useless. Sorry.

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"Takao?"

Takao rolled over in bed, gazing at his boyfriend questioningly. "What?"

"I threw your hat in the wheelie bin yesterday. Just as they were taking it away."

"Ha-ha. What time is it, Kai?"

"Nine. I'm going for a shower."

Takao watched Kai get up with a smile on his face. He loved Kai. He was so...

So...

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"Bastard!" Ten minutes later Takao finally realised that Kai had been entirely serious and his hat was nowhere to be found. He'd searched the bedroom, searched the kitchen, searched the bedroom again, checked the living room, and nothing.

Kai had thrown away his hat.

And he was still in the shower.

Still in the shower, eh?

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With the same vindictiveness usually only found in scorned women, Takao sneaked into the bathroom. Kai had thrown away his hat! His -hat-! He hadn't even asked. Or explained himself. Takao felt hurt by that. Surely Kai knew how much he liked his hat? He wore it just about all the time, so it wasn't like Kai could have not noticed...

He hadn't...done anything like that before. Sure, he sometimes called him names, but Takao knew he didn't mean it...

Was he trying to split up with him?

Angry, hurt and a little confused, Takao grabbed the shower dial and twisted it round to the coldest setting.

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"You're an idiot." Kai commented nastily, pressing the frozen peas to his head and scowling. Takao looked away, feeling guilty, but still angry. After all, it completely wasn't his fault that the freezing water had made Kai try to jump out of the shower. And it wasn't his problem if in doing so Kai had tripped and hit his head off the sink. "You threw my hat away." He said firmly.

"So?"

"It was my hat."

"I hated it. I've always hated it. It gets in the way of your hair."

"It was my hat."

"You wore it in -bed-!"

"So?" Kai glared even harder as his less than eloquent argument was turned against him.

"How am I supposed to stroke your hair if there's a hat in the way?"

"Well..." Takao had to confess himself stumped by that one.

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"I'm sorry."

"Yes. Well. Me too." Kai replied stiffly. "But you wouldn't have stopped wearing it if I'd asked you."

"I-" The would was cut off. Takao realised that no, he wouldn't have stopped wearing it. "Well."

"I always thought you ruined your hair with that hat."

"Did you?"

"Yes." Silence. "You're an idiot, Takao."

Takao only smiled as a fond hand ruffled his hair.

Fin

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