Some People

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A/N: I was bored, and needed to get myself going after that hiatus. So…here we go!

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Some people.

I mean, you'd think he'd get it after a while. What with the blatant hints and the repeated attempts, everyone knew but him. For a smart guy, he could sure be oblivious.

I've done everything. I've invited him to join me for coffee. I've been mercilessly flirtatious. I've lagged behind the rest of the group to walk next to him. I've left him notes, dropped hints, waited for him after school—what more does a girl have to do to get a guy's attention? And after all this all he does is smile politely and thank me for whatever it is I did.

Sometimes I just don't get it.

Sure, he's got plenty of other girls after him. And I'm the first to admit that I'm not the prettiest of them, let alone pretty period. But I'm not ugly, either, and I like to think that we're friends at the very least. So why won't he notice me?

Really. Some people.

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"Shizuru-san?"

I glance up from my irate musings and uncomfortably adjust myself on the cold park bench. "Hey, Kurama. What's up?"

He sits down next to me, very careful to be neither so close it could be viewed as forward, but not so far that it was unfriendly. I mentally growl in frustration.

"I was enjoying the park. The trees are so lovely at this time of year."

I have to agree with him. However irritating his indifferent attitude may be just now, the autumn foliage is brilliant enough to temporarily distract me. "Yeah. They are."

I feel him move on the bench beside me. I think he is a hair closer, but it's probably just my overactive imagination.

An awkward silence follows. I glance over at him. He is gazing off at the trees, but I don't think he's really seeing them. Suddenly he turns to look at me, and I feel my face grow a bit warmer with his friendly eye contact.

"What?" I hear myself asking.

He shrugs comfortably. "It seemed you were angry with me earlier today. Is that still the case?"

My eyes widen. How could he have noticed that if he couldn't tell that I…?

"I would like it very much if you would accept my heartfelt apology for whatever it is I may have done to offend you," he adds sincerely.

I shake my head. "Hey, it's all right. I'm just not feeling myself. That's all."

His look is concerned but distant. "If you're certain."

I think he moves closer. I still can't tell.

A bird twitters in a tree nearby.

"The birds will be leaving soon," he ventures by way of a subject change.

I nod. "Yeah. It's too bad."

"There's a nest just outside my window at home. I watched the babies grow from egg to hatchling to adult," he mentions absently.

"And now they're gone," I finish.

He turns and smiles at me. "Yes. A fitting end, don't you think?"

I grin and nod. "Yeah."

The bench trembles slightly. This time I know he's moved closer.

Slowly I move my eyes down to my lap and slide my gaze over to gauge the distance between us. Yes, he's closer, all right. I let a small grin escape and look up at the treetops above us.

He turns to look at me, nonplused. "Does something amuse you?"

I smile at him. "Nothing. Just thinking."

A few moments pass in silence before I endeavor a comment.

"Hey, Kurama…?"

"Mm?" He tilts his head a little.

I stare down at my knees, hidden by a pair of worn jeans. "Want to go get some coffee?"

A hand touches mine and I jump slightly, startled.

"That would be lovely," he replies. I can't read his voice, so I look up at his face. He's smiling.

And suddenly, I think that he's known all along. In fact, I know that he has.

We stand up together, and I close my fingers around his. I shake my head and grin.

Some people.

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A/N: Whee! It's done! Constructive criticism is more than welcome. (Nudge nudge wink wink say no more!)