Hey guys! As many of you may have guessed, I got writers block... again *sigh

I just want to remember you guys that all of this stories are not necesarily tied to each other. Given the benefit of whoever is reading this story to create their little own univerese with each caption. There will be some tied to my main story but nothing to important. Other than that, it's obvious that this characters aren't mine... only the plot. Please, write your reviews as I would like to know what you think about this little work of mine.

Again, I may, may not continue with this one but that depends on how well this is recieved. Without further a due... Hope you enjoy.

-DRON

Timing

"See you tomorrow then?" Hiro said as he started packing up all his books.

"Sure." Gogo's voice came a tad lower, clearly sad that the day has come to an end.

Although she hated to admit, Hiro's help was indeed needed after her frustration destroyed every kind of motive to keep working on her bike. For some reason, Hiro's presence was soothing and she found herself able to not only finish her work on the bike but also ending a couple of projects for the SFIT.

"Gogo, are you okay?" The boy's voice knocked her back to the real world as she found herself staring at him.

"Y-Yeah." She turned around. "Just need some water." She turned around and walked to the kitchen to avoid the boy."

She returned after taking enough time to make sure she had calmed down. She didn't want the boy to leave, not yet at least. Maybe offer to watch a movie?

"I guess this is it." Her thoughts were again interrupted by Hiro's voice.

"Let me…" Gogo accompanied the boy to the door.

"I'll see you tomorrow at the SFIT right?" Gogo avoided the boy as if suddenly the lamp beside the door was more important than him.

Suddenly she felt two arms wrapping themselves around her neck. The space between their bodies was diminishing every second. Gogo found herself drowning in Hiro's eyes, desperate to know what would feel like to be closer. Adrenaline rushed through her body, but her body refused to move as several questions started to rush through her head.

Her hands slowly climbed up to Hiro's cheeks and then she tangled her fingers on Hiro's hair. Hiro's lips curved into a smile as she started caressing the boy. A quite moan escaped her mouth as Hiro pressed himself harder against her body. She slowly knelt down so that their faces were at the same level. Hiro just looked at her expectant of what would happen. Gogo's stared intently at Hiro's eyes causing his lips to part and a small sigh to escape his mouth.

His warm breath collided against her lips, a small bolt rushed through her body. She grabbed Hiro's sweater and pulled him towards her as she pressed her forehead against him. A little smile escaped Hiro's face as he tangled his fingers on Gogo's hair, just like she did seconds before. She bit her lip, as her eyes wandered between Hiro's eyes and lips. She closed her eyes, just as he did. Mouths getting closer by the second.

CRAWLING IN MY SKIN!

Both parted away as Gogo looked for her phone embarrassed.

"Great timing Honey Lemon!"

Pancakes

A series of loud screams and something heavy landing on their abdomen woke both Hiro and Leiko from their beauty sleep.

"DADDY!" The voice of his kid rang loudly.

"What is it Tadashi?" Hiro opened his eyes, realizing that there was not going back to sleep.

"I want pancakes!"

"Okay, but only if you wake up mommy!"

Thud

"OOOW!" Hiro recoiled his arm.

"I heard that!" Gogo's voice was muffled because of her pillow.

Remember

Gogo hugged Hiro with all her strength. She knew this day was dreadful for the poor boy and nothing in this world would keep her from comforting him. Right in front of them was Tadashi's tombstone.

"Here lies a beloved son and brother." Hiro whispered to himself as he leaned his head towards Gogo.

More

She could spend all day, all night, weeks, months and years but she still needed more. She needed more of his brown eyes, his spiky hair, his caring attitude and more than anything, the way her name sounded every time he said it.

Design

He never grew taller than her but the way his arms fitted perfectly around her waist and how his head could rest over her chest…

It made her wonder that there was someone out there whose design for both of them was just perfect.

Tickles

After all this years of careful study of her friend. He was completely sure that he knew her head to toe. But never, NEVER, he would've guessed that the rock hearted, speed lover, tomboyish girl had tickles.

"Oh Gogo!" Hiro sang with a cheeky smile. Gogo, who was working at her station slammed her two hands on the desk, knowing what was about to come.

"Hiro I swear…" She tried to run but was quickly pinned down by the boy.

"Swear what…?

"I…" She couldn't continue due to the reckless attack to her ribs.

Jealous

"I love you."

that moment kept repeating in her head again and again. She never showed any kind of interest towards the boy. Then, Why the hell did it hurt when he said those words to another woman? Her mind suddenly running hundreds of scenes of him tellin her the same thing. It was then and there, while hugging her pillow that she realized she was jealous.

Dammit!