Title: Look Over Here

Pairing: Daisuke/Satoshi

Warning: Attention whores, obliviousness, kissing, and DaixSat love

Sometimes, it completely drove Satoshi insane; the way Niwa was always trying to direct his attention somewhere, and Mousy always diverting it to escape the Commander's watchful eyes. It made his skin jump slightly when Niwa called him over, the usual genuine smile plastered onto his face, and presented (with a bit to much enthusiasm) something that struck Satoshi as completely insignificant. The first time, it had been to show the young Hiwatari a bird's nest with shattered eggshells as Niwa cheerfully announced he had seen them as they hatched. Another day, Niwa had finally been able to control his chemical concoction in class long enough to proudly call to Satoshi; just in time for the blunette to glance over, ignoring his own beaker until it burst into several pieces, bubbles and glass spilling over the floor.

It wasn't exactly that he minded that Niwa was always asking for his attention, or always pestering him about something diminutive; no, it was the fact that Niwa never had something amazingly important to show him. Not that it mattered, either way, because Satoshi was just fine with sauntering over to the boy, to watch with lidded eyes as Daisuke unveiled his most recent discovery. It was just that, Niwa never showed (or did) anything that Satoshi wanted him to.

That was why he was caught utterly, completely, absolutely, and totally off guard when Niwa began waving his hands one day, calling out, "Look over here, Hiwatari-kun!" Just as usual, he began to hastily walk over to the Niwa boy, who stood under a cherry blossom tree, with it's flowers and explosions of white and pink. Niwa's arms were wrapped around himself in an effort to keep warm against the gentle breeze caressing his skin. When Satoshi had finally accompanied Niwa under the tree, both stood in a long silence; Satoshi not sure what he was called for, and Daisuke so jubilant that his cheeks were tinged pink like the blossoms, silent, so he wouldn't ruin the silence.

"Niwa-kun," Satoshi started, "Why did you—"

Suddenly, the redhead frowned and Satoshi faltered, trying to find the mistake in his question, and coming up with none. When he finally opened his mouth again, Daisuke deepened his scowl, causing Satoshi to stop his words in bewilderment.

After another moment of silence, and noticing that Daisuke was to bubbled with joy to respond, he tried again, "Why—"

"Hiwatari-kuuunn," Daisuke groaned, spreading his arms out in an attempt to try and give his friend an idea of his own amazement, "Can't you see?"

Puzzled as ever, Satoshi furrowed his brow, taking his glasses off, glancing around, then placing them into his pocket. "Yes, I can see, but obviously not what you want me to," he responded, still trying to catch a glimpse of Daisuke's new interest. The former seemed very flustered and frustrated as he huffed, a slight pout adding to his lips.

"H-Hiwatari-kun...The flowers!" he whined, crossing his arms stubbornly, waiting for Satoshi to stumble onto the reason he'd been called over in the first place.

Again, Satoshi skimmed his surrounding, even doing so much as to glance up at the blossoming flowers and question, still gazing above, "What so special," and looking back at Niwa carefully, "About them?"
Daisuke sighed, letting his arms rest limply as his sides before stepping closer, and wrapping them around Satoshi's neck; which caused Satoshi's eyes to widen—the only indication of his surprise. "They've finally bloomed...You know what that means, don't you?"

While still regaining his cool composure, Satoshi shifted slightly, with Daisuke still hanging on, and muttered, "No, I don't."

"It means everything's coming alive again; things are ending while others are coming to life," he responded, smiling widely as he leaned even closer until Daisuke was nearly murmuring the words against Satoshi's lips, "New chances...and beginnings."

Satoshi could only smirk against Daisuke's gentle mouth. Maybe he could stand to give Niwa his attention more.

Can I ask you all to not kill me? I guess that would be unfair. Anyway, I've taken the 30 Kisses Challenge on Live Journal, and if you're interested jump to my account (www. civetta-x.livejournal .com) without spacesand click friends/user info and find the words "30 Kisses" somewhere. My friend challenged me to do this, so I don't care if you all hate every single one; I'm still doing it! And posting it here, just to make sure you all don't think I'm dead. Writer's block is beinga bitch.

Read and review, loves. --peachie