Poem: Part 1 (Lazily based on The Garden of Words (Katonah no Niwa))

She was sitting on a bench. Laying down, slowly drifting into sleep. The rain falling from the sky destroying the planned morning jog. Still, she welcomed it. The gray skies, the song of each drop of water, the scent of wet earth and the slight breeze made the occasion rather perfect for a nap.

She slowly closed her eyes, letting the water lullaby her to sleep but all got interrupted by a rather distant splash. With a frown, she guessed that someone was caught, just like her, under the rain. The splash got louder and louder every second. Knowing that there wasn't another 'shelter' from here to the entrance of the park, she sat up and made sure there was enough space between her and the not so welcomed visitor.

With a huff, someone abruptly sat beside her. She was going to glare at the man that sat next to her in an attempt to maybe scare him away but… Her eyes suddenly fell on someone quite different than expected. Spiky hair, deep brown eyes and the wet shirt gave more sight of a slightly toned abdomen although he was a bit shorter than her. Suddenly, she felt a bit too conscious about her looks but she decided to ignore the curiosity.

He definitely looked younger than her but then, how old is he? Her eyes were fighting against her conscience, her mind not sure if either the rain or the boy was more interesting. He was drawing something, bus she couldn't make out what it was.

"Excuse me…" The boy suddenly rose his head from his notebook and stared at her. She just looked at him, locked her eyes to his, expectant of the question. "Have we met before?"

"No, I don't think so."

"Right, sorry…"

"Don't worry!" She smiled.

"A faint clap of thunder." She started, not knowing exactly why she was saying those words

"Clouded skies,
Perhaps rain will come." She noticed that the rain was starting to let down so she opted to stretch a little, ready to continue with her morning routine.

"If so, will you stay here with me?" She turned her head and winked at the boy that was sitting there in shock, trying to decipher what she meant by it. After it, she hurriedly tried to run away, her face completely in red.

Begging

He knew it was one of her many weaknesses when it came to them. Every morning, she went into the lab with a hidden promise she would not fall under his mischievousness. Once he started, there was no way someone would stop her. Such was her infatuation…

"Hey Gogo!" An angelical voice rang through her ears. "Good morning!" She tried to recoil, tried to get away from the impending doom but it was too late. The worst part is… Hiro knows about it.

A gentle kiss was planted on her cheek by soft lips. Her heart melted. Her legs turned into playdough and her cheeks slowly turned red. Hiro winked as he walked away, back to his station. She wanted more, but there was no way she would go back to him begging for a kiss.

Nuzzling

"Sit!"

"But I…"

"You are going nowhere Gogo." Hiro glared at her, using his not arguing tone in order to get to her. "You haven't had proper sleep in a week."

"I had to work on some projects for a class."

"Yeah right. More like a project due next year." Hiro scooted to the side of the couch and patted on the now free space.

"Do you really think…?" Gogo crossed her arms over her chest trying to defy Hiro's glare. "I-I…" Hiro's glare intensified knowing that Gogo couldn't fight against it.

"Fine, but only five minutes."

Hiro's smile grew wider because it only took five minutes for Gogo to fall asleep. Her face nuzzled against his chest and a weak smile on her lips as he stroked her head.

Gifts

"I-I-I have something for you." Hiro couldn't help but stutter under Gogo's intent gaze. "Merry Christmas!" Hiro extended his arms with a yellow and purple decorated box.

"Thanks Hiro. You didn't have to." She smiled at the rather small box. She honestly didn't have an idea of what could this be. "What is it?" Gogo smiled as she gently started unwrapping the mysterious box.

"You have to open it to find out." Hiro still refused to look at her.

Gogo's anxiousness only grew up once she found a rather sturdy black box under the wrapping. She eyed Hiro with big eyes after opening said box. A silver necklace with a purple hear at its center was gently placed in the box.

"Hiro." Gogo's cheeks were blushing furiously as she leaned closer to his face. "Look at me."

"Y-You didn't like it?" Hiro stuttered but still refused to look at her. "I-I can g-go and change it for y-you." Gogo noticed his stuttering growing the closer she got to his face.

"Look at me please."

Gogo was mere centimeters from his face. Hiro closed his eyes and gulped as he turned his head to Gogo. A drop of sweat leaving a silver trail on his forehead. She was too close.

"Thank you!" Gogo pecked Hiro on his lips.

Weird

"hmmm…"

"what is it honey?"

"I remember I left a glass with orange juice on the table."

"Someone had to drink it!"

"Why would you do that?" Hiro looked at Gogo with a sad face. "It was the last bit."

Gogo just pulled out her tongue, winked and walked out of the house.

Ice

"No fair, Gogo! Get it out! It's cold! Please, I'm sorry, just…" Hiro stood up from his rather comfortable position and was able to get the piece of ice out of under his shirt.

"That's what you get for what you did earlier today." Gogo's smile grew wide after registering that her prank had worked.

"But you still liked it didn't you?" Hiro closed his face to Gogo's with a toothy grin. "I bet you used that moment to brag about you having a boyfriend." Hiro smiled knowing that his teasing was getting to her.

"Okay, you asked for it." Hiro was not prepared. Gogo hastily made an opening through the collar of Hiro's shirt and emptied her cup full of ice.