A/N : -Sniffles- You guys are so awesome. -Hugs readers and reviewers-

This song is one of my personal favorites, Head Over Feet, by Alanis Morissette. Heh. I like the cheesiest songs~

This is a sort of sequel to the last one. So Gakkun is still trying to get Rinny, pretty much.

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Head Over Feet:

She was going to kill him. Or, at least totally maim him so that he wouldn't make her feel all weird anymore.

Because, obviously, all this was his fault. It couldn't be purely coincidental that, after he came into her day-to-day life, that she started having heart burn and stomach cramps. Maybe he somehow impregnated her with his mind? Nah, that wasn't Gakupo's style. Besides, he wasn't smart enough to do that.

But... he was making her feel weird!

Initially, the blonde girl had only met the man because her friends wanted to hook her up. She'd immediately insulted him, then beat him up a bit, and figured that would be the end of it. But no, he asked her on a date—which had gone terribly—and, for whatever idiotic reason, she'd accepted. Now, though, he just kept coming back!

Rin glared at the purple-haired man situated on her couch, flipping through one of her brother's college text books he had left out. Was he that bored? Why was he here, anyway? It was a little past noon, and she didn't like waking up before at least 1:00 P.M.. "The hell do you want?" she asked, straightening up slightly to make herself look more intimidating. It was hard when you weren't even five feet tall.

Gakupo just smiled that stupid grin of his. "I just wanted to see your beautiful self. How was your day?" he answered. And that was even dumber than his smile.

"I just woke up," she stated flatly, tugging at the ends of her hair in annoyance. He was still smiling at her, and her stomach was hurting now, and she just really wanted to punch him, or go back to sleep. Maybe both.

He shrugged. "I figured. Nice pajamas."

She looked down at her attire to find her normal sleepwear—an oversized T-shirt with an orange on it. It would have been in her best interest, however, to put on a pair of pants before coming down to see who was making so much noise in the living room. Damn pervert.

Forcing herself not to blush or pull down on the hem of her nightshirt, she crossed her arms instead. "Who let you in, anyway?"

"Len, right as he was leaving," he said. Standing up, he stretched contentedly, like he belonged in her living room. "So, what're we doing today?"

We? "Well, I'm going to catch a movie with Miku. You on, the other hand, can leave. I've got stuff to do."

"What stuff?"

"Just stuff!"

Turning, she stalked back up stairs, deciding to get dressed. She wondered vaguely if the persistent bastard would be gone by the time she finished. Rolling her eyes, she thought, I doubt it.

After taking a shower and getting dressed, she realized that it had been an hour without hearing anything from Gakupo. He didn't even try to peek on her while she was naked or anything. She couldn't believe he actually listened to her, for once in the time she'd known him, and left.

Her train of thought, however, veered off track when she passed by her tiny kitchen.

...The fuck?

Gakupo stood in front of the sink with the water running and soaps gloves adorning his hands. Humming to himself, he put a dish on the drying rack and grabbed a dirty plate from the counter next to him.

He was doing her dishes. Doing. Her. Dishes.

Why?

Before she could further ponder on it, a knock on her door resonated through her house. Bolting, she wretched the thing open and threw her arms around a bewildered Miku. "R-Rin? What's wrong?" the teal-haired girl asked worriedly, hesitantly wrapping her arms around the smaller girl.

Rin pulled back quickly, grasping the taller girl's shoulders. "The kitchen! Oh, God, Miku, something weird is happening in the kitchen!" she exclaimed. The tealette looked confused, so Rin grabbed her hand and dragged her to the doorway of the aforementioned room, the two hiding behind a corner.

"What the hell is he doing?" she asked Miku once the older girl had gotten a look.

Miku cocked her head to the side. "Um. Dishes?" she responded, as if it were obvious.

"B-But... why?" she questioned. "I didn't ask him to. I didn't even tell him that they needed to be done! Is this supposed to be an insult? Like, I can't take care of myself? I suck at housework? Does he think I won't do them? Wait. Maybe he wants something. Of course, that has to be it! He wants me. Badly, evidently. What a—"

"Rin!" Miku interrupted, laughing at the blue-eyed shorter girl. "Calm down. He's just being a gentleman. You should appreciate it."

Rin pouted. "No, he definitely wants something."

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Two days later, Gakupo had somehow convinced her, yet again, to see him, this time at his home. She remembered the last time she was at his house, and vowed to keep her hands to herself, thank you very much.

He was a brave, brave man. She'd had a horrible day so far, and it was probably obvious to him, but he still risked the chance of getting his head bitten off. Very brave, indeed.

When the arrived at his apartment after he picked her up, he opened the door and waited.

"What?" she asked. "Aren't you going to go in?" What in the world was he thinking? Why wasn't he moving? He was just... holding the door open for her, like she was some damsel in a western movie.

"Ladies first," he responded, and then smiled.

Hello, heartburn. She narrowed her eyes at him. "W-What's with that? You... You just want an excuse to check out my ass, don't you!" she accused heatedly. After she said it, it made sense to her. Of course! The pervert wouldn't do anything considered chivalrous otherwise.

"I was just trying to be polite!" He returned her scowl with full force. When she didn't respond, he provoked, "It's not like there's much to look at back there, anyway."

Oh, he was so going to get it. She was well aware of her own lack of curves. This asshole didn't need to remind her. Stomping her foot, she found herself too irritated to insult him or hit him, so she walked inside, pondering the fact that she pretty much just did what he wanted.

Ignoring the thought, she sat on the couch and pouted, knowing very much that she was acting like the petulant child she accused him of being.

Gakupo followed in after her quickly. Standing in front of her awkwardly, he rubbed the back of his neck with his hand. "Is, uh, everything alright? Usually, I'd still be out there, on the floor withering in pain for making a remark like that. You're not acting like you."

She shot out an arm and hit him in the stomach, not nearly as hard as she normally would have. "Get bent and die," she murmured.

The man let out an unaffected laugh and he dropped himself next to her on his sofa. "Closer, but not quite," he said teasingly. Then, eyes earnest, he asked, "Seriously, what's wrong?"

"Nothing!" He stared at her, and she squirmed. Why couldn't he be normal and not want to talk about her problems and feelings and other gooey crap she really didn't care for? "Fine. Len's going to be studying overseas, and I'm going to be lonely. There. Happy? I'm throwing a fit because my brother's leaving." She wasn't looking at him by the end of her confession, and she wondered if he was going to laugh at her and tell her she was being a baby. At least, that's what she'd tell herself in this sort of situation.

Instead, she felt a large, warm hand engulf her own small one resting on her lap. That brought her out of her self-loathing enough to think, what the hell?, when she felt his lips press to her cheek.

"It'll be alright," he assured gently. "I'll come see you everyday, okay?"

She couldn't do anything but nod with a dumbstruck look cast upon her features. Who knew Gakupo was such a great listener?

He offered to get them drinks, and she agreed, because she needed to think. What was with Gakupo? The other day, he paid more attention to the television and his own immature behavior more than he did to her. Was he changing?

...Or was she just getting to know him better?

Her cheeks felt warm and she felt horrified to know she was blushing. And it was all Gakupo's fault. Oh, good God, no. She was so not falling for that stupid, self-absorbed, immature, girly, asshole. Never ever ever. NEVER.

So when he reentered the room, she ran up to him, face still flushed and kicked him in the shin. He cursed at her, dropping their beverages and making a mess on the floor.

"What was that for?" he asked, eyes wide. She guessed he hadn't been expecting it.

"For before, you deserved it," she answered. Then, she placed her hands on his shoulders and jumped up, wrapping her legs around her waist so that she was level with him.

"What—" Before he could finish that sentence, she crushed her lips to his.

"And that," she said when they parted, "Was for making me feel better."

When he grinned at her, she contemplated punching him, and telling him that it was for making her fall for him.

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You've already won me over, in spite of me.

So don't be alarmed if I fall head over feet.

Don't be surprised if I love you for all that you are.

I couldn't help it.

It's all your fault.

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A/N : Heh :3 I love this AU-ish thing I have going on. It's so amusing. The whole dish-washing-thing was inspired by a comic I saw on DeviantArt that I can't remember who wrote it.

Review Responses:

Ocean Prince: I love these songs :D I feel like I'm giving people a taste in my awesome, non-japanses music. Oh, TV. Preventing people from getting laid for God-knows how many years now.

Hakurii: Hehe. The whole "ass-hat" thing was actually my mom's fault. I was reading an excerpt of one of my favorite author's new books, and she was reading over my shoulders out loud, and and mispronounced "asphalt." I found it amusing.

Baddamobs: Thank you!

Debby Downer: I DID IT! And thank you!

Orange and Eggplant babies: Can't escape tsundere!Rin. And I love immature, pervy!Gakupo :D

Maiden of the Heavens: Thank you! And, hopefully, I'll get quite a few of these up.

Xander Cruize: Thank you ^^ And I know, I tend to have problems with that a lot. Hopefully this one was better.

PaperCutVictim: I sure hope this isn't a sin, or I have to start hiding from the angry mobs early this year. Silly Gakkun and Tsundere Rin make an amazing combination :D

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