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This is one of my favorite ships, and Komiya and Tsunoda both really have a lot in common.

The original shorts show that Komiya and Tsunoda are close friends and I really like to imagine them both leaning on each other to get through the work that they suck up to, but in fact actually hate.

"Ooh, this is a good one. A keeper!" Tsunoda grins and changes her position in her chair, keeping her phone steady as she posed. "That one's gonna go in '#TGIF!' Finally Friday!"

She giggles and leans back to take another snap when suddenly her arm brushes against her paper coffee cup on the desk. It topples over and pops open, and it splashes all over a pile of papers on her desk.

Tsunoda jumps up in alarm. "Oh no!"

Across from her, Kabae looks up curiously to see what the fuss is about, and Tsunoda desperately tries to cover up the scene.

"Oh, how careless of me, to just knock that right over!" a voice speaks from behind her. She turns and Komiya briskly walks past, putting his hand on the desk and smiling.

"Huh?"

"You saw what happened, right?" Komiya asks, turning from Kabae to Tsunoda. "I just put my hand down and swiped everything off by accident! Must be getting sloppy from all this overwork! Heheh." He chuckles and quickly gathers up the stack of soaked papers and the toppled coffee cup in his arms.

"Let me clean this up and let's not bother the Director about this little mishap, mhmm?" he says, and he returns to his desk promptly, and starts to write down the work he needs to redo.

Tsunoda comes up to his desk. "Thanks for covering for me back there, Komiya."

He looks up and smiles a little. "Don't mention it, Tsunoda. It would have been bad if Kabae got wind of your little fiasco. She's an ever bigger gossip than you are."

Tsunoda giggles. Komiya was known around the office for being Ton's shadow: tense, overbearing, and in general, a real jerk. Yet, many times, he had shown Tsunoda kindness and support that he reserved only for her.

"So..." she lowers her voice so only he can hear. "Are we still on for tonight?"

Komiya's cheeks turn a bright red as he blushes and he chuckles. "Y-yeah, of course! I got a reservation for dinner. And then we can go watch a movie! Did you choose what you wanted to watch?"

"Ohhh! It's called 'Weekend in Tokyo'! It's a romcom!" Tsunoda says, showing him the movie poster on her phone.

"Komiya!" Ton's angry voice suddenly bellows across the room. "You'd better have all those forms redone and filled out by the end of the day!"

Apparently, he'd found out.

"I should get back to work!" Komiya says nervously, going back to his usual shivering and stressed behavior. "I'll see you after work."

Tsunoda goes back to her own desk feeling a bit guilty that she had set him up with more work because of her mistake. Luckily, work would be over in less than an hour, and she made herself look busy.

When the day is finally done, she glances towards Komiya's desk, and seeing him still working away, she heads into the dressing room to change.

She takes out her little black dress that she had packed specifically for today.

Suddenly her phone pings. It was a text from Komiya.

"Ton is ordering me to stay until I get it all finished."

"Listen, the reservation isn't for another hour. If you wanted to go home, I can pick you up as soon as I'm out..."

Tsunoda frowns. No, that just wouldn't do.

She goes back to the office, where only Komiya is left typing like lightning.

"Can I help?" She asks.

"You're still here-?" he turns, and his eyes get wide when he sees her. He blushes a little. "You look fantastic."

He stands, and shuts off his computer. "I just finished. Um, are you ready to go? Do you mind if I change really fast?"

He looks a little embarrassed.

"Sure!"

He disappeared into the men's dressing room for a few minutes, and then came back out, dressed in a handsome navy blue suit.

Tsunoda stares for a second, and then starts to giggle. "Oh Komiya! You look so fancy!"

He blushes bright red. "D-do you think I'm overdressed? It's one of those high-end French restaurants, so I thought..." He frowns and looks very embarrassed. "...Stupid." He says to himself.

"No, no!" Tsunoda says, trying to stifle her laughter. She comes up to him. "I think you look really nice. It's just I've never seen you in anything out of the work uniform before." She smiles and stands on her tiptoes to gently brush her hand through his hair. "It's a good look on you."

Blushing even brighter, Komiya says, "Um, well, then, I suppose we should go?"

"Yeah! I'm so excited!" Tsunoda squeals. "I've been waiting for this movie for months!"

Together, the two head downstairs, gathering quite a lot of stares from the remaining workers, and Komiya leads her to his luxurious shiny black car.

Tsunoda sits down in the soft seat and lowers the mirror to apply some lipgloss, and Komiya starts the car up.

It was only a short distance to the restaurant, but for Komiya, it felt like eons, not sure of what to say now that the two of them were alone and feeling a painful shyness that was very unlike him.

"Tired, huh?" Tsunoda asks, noticing something was off.

"Um, yeah, just exhausted!" Komiya laughs, trying to hide his nervousness. "Hey, here we are."

"Wow!" Tsunoda looks impressed. "How'd you find a place like this?"

"Oh...just luck, I guess."

They walk inside and are shown to their table.

"Wine?" asks Komiya, smiling and pulling her seat out for her.

"Aren't you a gentleman," Tsunoda replies, sitting down and scooting in. "Ooh, some strawberry champagne would be great!"

Komiya nods to the waiter, who walks off, and then sat down with the menu. He blanches a little at the prices.

"Order whatever you want..." he says, trying to keep his cool.

Tsunoda ponders. "Want to share af Chocolate Mousse?"

Komiya looks puzzled. "That's it?"

"Well, to be honest, I'm not really that hungry," Tsunoda smiles. "And my sweet tooth is aching for some desserts!"

"If...if you're sure," Komiya says, feeling a bit lousy. "Sure, Tsunoda. Whatever you want."

She grins. "I've told you before to call me Tsuna-Chan."

Komiya blushes a little. "That's...so informal," he says, looking away.

The waiter comes back and hands them two glasses and a bottle of champagne, pouring them out.

"Well, we're friends, aren't we?" Tsunoda teases. Seeing him flustered is kind of cute. She lifts her glass and holds it up. "Cheers!"

He smiles and clinks his glass against hers, and they sip up the bubbly drink.

"We'd like to order a Chocolate Mousse!" Komiya tells a passing waiter.

"Heavy on the chocolate!" Tsunoda adds.

They continue sipping, enjoying the smell of fresh bread and champagne, and the dim lighting from the chandelier.

"It's so nice to get out of the office," Komiya sighs.

""Is that why you're so uptight all the time?" Tsunoda observes, licking her lips. "You're so much more relaxed now, it's like you're a different person. Maybe you just need to get out and enjoy yourself more often!"

"I...don't mean to be uptight," Komiya protests. "But with Ton on my back...and the responsibility of my title..." He rolls his eyes. "No. You're right. It's no wonder the whole office hates me."

Tsunoda smiles. "I don't."

He looks up.

"And trust me, I know how you feel," she adds, sipping more of her drink. A little bit of tipsiness has come over the both of them.

"Chocolate mousse."

The waiter sets down the small dessert and Tsunoda's eyes sparkle.

"AMAZING!" she says, quickly taking a picture. She picks up the big spoon they'd provided and takes a big bite. "Mmm! So good!"

She scoops the remaining half up in the spoon and leans forward. "Here, open your mouth."

"I- I can feed myself, Tsuna-" he starts, but she stuffs his mouth shut. He makes a face and swallows hard, blushing bright red.

"Check please," he makes out, trying to cover his embarrassment again. He quickly pulls out his wallet and pays, and then says to Tsunoda, "We should go to the theatre now."

The trip to the theatre is quick, and with the wine inside both of them, they both felt a little looser and more comfortable talking to one another.

"Oh hurry! We're gonna be late!" Tsunoda squeals and the two of them hurry into the theatre to purchase tickets. They then wobble into a dark theatre room, where the ads were already running.

"I can't see a thing!" Tsunoda whispered. Komiya feels around with one hand and takes her hand in the other, carefully stepping forward. They bump into a row of seats, and he helps her sit down close to the front of the theatre.

"Thanks!"

The place is crowded to the top, and they wait until for the anticipated movie to begin.

The opening credits play, and Tsunoda puts her hooves together in excitement. "That's my favorite actor!" she whispers, nudging Komiya. "And look! She's in my favorite drama!"

Komiya felt a little jealous as she oozed over the actor, and then her hand squeezes his. He tenses.

"Hey, this isn't a horror flick you know," she says, seeing his reaction and smiling. "Your heart's going really fast."

"Shhh!" Someone behind them hisses.

The movie wears on, and at critical moments she leans in close to Komiya and whispers her thoughts and commentary. Komiya nods and listens to her, but hardly minds the movie, as he is having an internal struggle, battling the urge to put his arm around her shoulders. Should he...? Could he...?

Suddenly a scene comes up that makes the whole theatre gasp.

"I can't believe it!" Tsunoda shouts loudly, grabbing Komiya's arm. "How could they do that to each other?!"

She grabs her phone and quickly begins typing, setting off a light glow around the two of them. "I have to liveblog this!"

"Hey, you two," a firm voice speaks. It was one of the theatre ushers, flashlight in his hand, and he looked displeased. "Come out here. Been getting a lot of complaints about you."

"What?" Tsunoda is shocked.

"I'm gonna have to ask you to leave."

"Hey!" Komiya stands up tall, indignant. His office authority was coming out. "You can't do that!"

"Sir- I'm asking you to step back."

Tsunoda pouts and then scoffs. "Fine. Whatever. Come on Komiya, it's not worth the trouble." She takes his wrist and briskly they leave the theatre.

"That jerk!" Komiya says, quite angry. He turns to her, shaking his head. "I'm sorry, Tsunoda."

Tsunoda laughs. "You know, it was a terrible movie anyway. Did you see his face?"

"I'm sorry this night hasn't really been anything like I wanted it to be," he says sullenly.

She turns around and suddenly puts her arms around Komiya. "Oooh, don't you dare! I'm having the most fun I've had in forever!"

Komiya is taken aback by her sudden embrace. "Is this another one of your little white lies?"

Tsunoda looks up at him sincerely with her big eyes. "At the restaurant, I was thinking of ordering a big, fancy meal. Y'know, I usually let my dates pay above and beyond. But then I decided...I'd feel pretty rotten to do that. Because I like you, Komiya."

She stands on her tiptoe and takes him by the tie, pulling him down and crashes her lips on his, her usual rosy cheeks rosier than usual.

Komiya is shocked, and he kisses her back, bending down a little and gently touching her face.

Tsunoda's heart is starting to beat quickly too, because she was finding herself highly attracted to him, something she had not counted on, and she pulls him in closer to kiss him.

"Tsunoda..." he sighs, after they break apart.

She smiles. "Tsuna-Chan." She squeezes his hand again. "It's gonna be hard not to brag about kissing my cute boss, you know," she said, tugging on his tie. "But don't worry. I'll keep my lips zipped."

She kissed him again, gentler this time.

She then takes out her phone and smiles. "A photo? I want to remember you in your cute little suit."

"If you insist," Komiya concedes with a smile. "Only for you."

Tsunoda puts her arm around his waist and holds up her phone, and takes a picture.

They look at it and look at each other and start to laugh.

A short time later, Komiya drives Tsunoda back home. They'd stopped by the corner store and grabbed some hot dumplings to eat, to fill up their bellies, and chatted until they were all chatted out.

When they reach her building, he walks her out to the entrance steps.

"So, what's the plan for next time? She asks with a smile.

He smiles back. "Will there be a next time?"

"I'm counting on it!" she laughs, and kisses him goodnight before turning and going inside.

Komiya chuckles and starts his return home, while Tsunoda jumps onto her soft bed with her phone in hand and browses through the pictures from tonight.

She selects one and starts to type. "Just had the best night ever! Can't wait for next Friday!"