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Hot Chocolate And Kisses

The next day brought an insane amount of wind and rain. Fai shivered as he wrapped his blanket tighter around his shoulders and stared at the ninja sleeping in the bed across from his. He was amazed at how he could sleep now, with all the noise from the storm outside. Even through the thick walls of their hospital room he could hear the trees thrashing about, knocking into the building frequently and startling the magician.

I guess he's really tired, he thought, chuckling softly as he marveled at how calm the other man looked. Even scary ninja can sleep like big babies.

"Are you just going to stare at him all day?"

Fai jumped and turned guiltily to face Makayla as she entered the room carrying a large wooden tray.

"Good morning, Kayla," he greeted cheerfully, pulling the blanket even tighter. "Aren't you cold?"

The twenty-one year old, dressed in a red, sleeveless, V-neck t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans, raised a sympathetic eyebrow at him.

"You aren't used to the weather yet?" she asked, setting down the tray to reveal five steaming mugs of hot chocolate as he shook his head. "I figured. Here, I made you some cocoa."

The mage smiled as he grabbed a cup of the warm liquid and held it up so he could feel the steam rising against his face as she shook the ninja awake.

"Hey, lazy, wake up and smell the smuggled liquids!" she scolded lightly. The swordsman glared at her as he turned his head to face the magician.

"What the hell are you drinking?" he asked suspiciously. Makayla scoffed at him.

"What, you don't like hot chocolate?" she asked, faking hurt. "I'm offended. Here I thought you'd appreciate something besides this crappy hospital water to drink, and this is the thanks I get? I spent so much time making it, and then I had to smuggle it in…"

The ninja growled as he rolled over onto his back and sat up, grabbing a mug of the steaming liquid from the tray.

"Happy?" he snapped, cupping his hands around it. The writer grinned.

"Yes, very much," she said happily, picking up the tray. "Rest up and enjoy your beverages!"

She grinned at them as she left.

Smiling, Fai lifted his cup to his lips and took a sip of the warm liquid, enjoying the warmth it spread throughout his freezing body. He smiled at the ninja, noticing as he did so that his cup lay ignored on the floor.

"Aren't you going to drink yours, Kuro-rin?" the magician asked, taking another sip. The swordsman glanced at him.

"It's too warm, moron," he snapped. The wizard stared at him for a moment before climbing out of bed and picking the mug up, gazing at it for a minute.

"What the hell are you doing?" the swordsman snapped finally. "I'll drink it when I cools off!"

The mage grinned, taking a mouthful of the chocolate and doing his best not to spit it out. Wow, this is really hot.

"Idiot," the ninja growled, sitting up. "Don't kill yourse-"

He was cut off as the wizard leaned forward and locked their lips together, depositing the now cool liquid in his mouth before pulling away and turning around so the swordsman couldn't see the blush coloring his cheeks. There was a loud gulp as Kurogane swallowed the hot chocolate. Fai took a deep breath.

"Cool enough?" the mage asked, turning and grinning at him, heart pounding. The ninja nodded dumbly.

"Y-yeah… thanks," he muttered, blushing furiously. The magus was surprised by the lack of yelling.

"Kuro-pyon?" he asked, cautiously reaching out and feeling his forehead. "Are you okay?"

The ninja nodded. They stayed that way for a minute, Fai's hand resting on Kurogane's cheek, until a shiver shot up his spine, and he pulled his hand away and turned back to his bed, shaking violently as he grabbed his blanket and pulled it tightly around his shoulders. He was about to get back in bed when he felt something grab his hand.

"Why?" the ninja growled suddenly. Fai glanced back at him, but the swordsman was staring at the ceiling.

"Why what, Kuro-tan?" the magician asked innocently. The swordsman growled, still not looking at him.

"You know damn well what," he muttered. Fai glanced at him again before turning his gaze to the floor.

"Oh… well…" he stopped. I love you so much, Kuro-rin, too much, and it scares me, because I can barely stand to call you "Kurogane" in my head anymore because it represents distance, and I can't distance myself from you, because I just love you somuch it hurts when I think about it, but I can't stand it when you reject me so I joke about it and make it into a game, so that you won't leave me. I have to tell you. I have to tell you how I feel, before it's too late…

"I guess…" he started hesitantly, "I guess it's because I l-"

You're just an annoying bug to him.

You have no right to love or be loved.

You caused so much pain…

He deserves better.

"N-no rea-"

He doesn't want better. He wants you.

I love you, dammit!

"I… I don't know," he whimpered, squeezing the ninja's hand. "I just… I love you, I really do, but you deserve so much better, Kuro-sama. You really do."

"Idiot."

The mage was tugged backwards until he was lying on top of the ninja, who hissed slightly as the mage landed on him, but clutched him tightly to his chest anyway.

"Kuro…rin?" the magician gasped, trying to pull away from him. "You're going to reopen your wounds-"

"I don't care," the swordsman hissed into his hair. "I don't give a fuck. I'm not letting you go."

"B-but, you'll hurt yourself-" the mage stuttered. Kurogane sat up completely, causing the mage to fall backwards a few inches before the wounded man caught him and pulled him closer. Fai stared into his deep red eyes as the swordsman leaned forward and kissed him roughly.

They broke apart after a few seconds as the swordsman pulled away, coughing violently.

"Kuro-muu?" the magician cried worriedly, placing one hand on his forehead.

"I'm fine," he snapped, snatching the hand away from his face. "Just… sorry."

The magician wasn't convinced.

"Are you sure?" he asked, frowning. The ninja sighed and maneuvered the hand he was holding until it was directly above his heart. The magician could feel it beating violently against his ribs.

"Don't worry," he muttered, flushing. "If ripping a few stitches is all it takes to prove I'm not lying to you, I obviously got lucky somewhere."

Fai stared at him for a moment before grinning and leaning in to kiss him again.

"I believe you," he whispered, capturing the swordsman's lips for a brief moment. "Just take care of yourself."

The warrior grinned.

"I will," he promised. "You can count on that."

"It's a deal, then?" the magician suggested, cocking his head to one side. Kurogane nodded.

"Deal," he agreed. Fai leaned in and kissed him again.

"Then I have your word," he teased, sliding off him. "Get well soon, Kuro-pii."

The swordsman grinned again.

"Whatever, idiot."

A/N; I feel like I went overboard with the sap… but when I reread it I couldn't bring myself to change any of it… so I apologize for the constant OOCness and sap. But it was so fun to write… and I figured it would be nice if I didn't have one of them obtain a serious injury this chapter.

Reviews? Please? Pretty please with sugar and hot chocolate and Seth on top?