Discalimer: I do not own Special A the manga or anime

Yes this one is longer than the other two, but that's cause with Yahiro and Megumi it builds up :)

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Love Is a Silly Game

Chap. 3

A petite brunette stared off at the lights and sounds of Paris. It was quite a breath taking view, since she could see the Eiffel Tower from her balcony.

The brunette was now old enough to travel without parental consent and without Ryuu or Jun. She had more freedom now. However, she had always wanted to go to Paris, just not with him.

Yahiro had invited, Megumi to go with him to Paris. He told her that he would feel lonely if no one came with him. Also saying that he would rather be here with someone else, but she was the only one available or the one that would go even if someone else wasn't. This saddened her a bit.

FLASHBACK…

"What?!" Megumi screamed, using her precious voice. Yahiro gave her an angry glare, "Where was the point of me buying that erase board if you're going to talk anyway?!" He yelled at her. She picked up the board and wrote furiously.

"Why do you want me to go to Paris with you?" She held it up.

"Because, I wanted to travel and I had asked Kei-kun, but he wouldn't go unless Hikari went with him. Then Hikari would not go unless everyone else was going. I only wanted one person with me."He shrugged.

"Why not Sakura?" She asked with her board.

"Because she won't go unless her precious Jun was there and I'm sure you know that Jun wouldn't really want to be alone in a foreign country with Sakura and I."He smirked, placing his chin in his right palm.

"…so I was the last person you asked…?" She looked down, her bangs covering her sad eyes, the board covering the rest of her face. Yahiro smirked pushing the board down. "So that's a yes? If so, meet me at my house tomorrow at six thirty in the morning."

A vein popped in Megumi's head, she was expecting the trip to be in a few days. Allowing her to pack carefully, but no…Yahiro asked her last minute. She merely nodded, showing that she would go with him. "Good. Now I think you should get going or we might end up missing our flight because you tomorrow." He smirked deviously.

END FLASHBACK…

Megumi could not help but be grateful to that despicable man. He brought her to a beautiful country. Although she did not exactly want to eat snails…or frog, she preferred the pastries and going sightseeing. "Hey, we're going out for dinner now." She heard him call from behind the door. Megumi requested separate rooms, even though the staff thinks they are newlyweds. She sighed and walked away from the breath-taking view and into the hall where Yahiro waited. "Where are we going?" She wrote on her board. She now knew better than to use her voice, or she would face Yahiro's wrath. "To a restaurant nearby, my mother recommended it." Megumi smiled.

When they arrived at the restaurant, La Belle Lune, Megumi was astonished by what she saw. Glass chandeliers that sparkled brightly, the tables were had a good distance from each other, and the walls were a deep crimson. Megumi then found herself following Yahiro to their table. It was in a more private area. She tilted her head in confusion. "Why are we in a more private area, Yahiro?" She questioned with her board. Yahiro pulled out the chair for her and she sat, then he sat at his seat across from her. "I prefer privacy." He looked at the menu. "Also, I don't want people thinking I'm with some weirdo...that uses a board to talk." He smirked and placed down the menu. Megumi angrily pulled the menu up with a 'Humph', after a moment she realized she did not know French. "Can you read the menu?" He had his chin resting on his right palm. She nodded.

Yahiro was becoming annoyed. Megumi obviously could not read the menu, yet she refused his help. He stood from his seat silently and stood behind her, placing his head beside hers. "Voulez-vous que je vous dise ce qu'il dit?" He smiled. "Huh?" She looked up at him blushing. "Do you want me to tell you what it says?" She nodded. Once he had told her what was on the menu, the waiter came by and asked what they wanted. Yahiro answered the waiter in perfect French; she knew he said that they would have the same thing. "What are we eating?" Yahiro simply said, "I thought you knew." She turned away from him and reached for her glass to drink whatever was in it.

Within ten minutes, they had eaten their Hors D'oeuvres and started eating their main course. It was a small meal, but still filling. Yahiro would glance at Megumi every now and again. Noticing she was drinking happily from her glass. "Does she know that that's wine?" Yahiro's eyes narrowed. After they had finished their main course, they were eating their dessert. Megumi was still smiling through the meal, Yahiro thought because the girl loved sweets. He just brushed it off.

Yahiro paid for the meal and Megumi sat still at her seat with a smile plastered on her face. He thanked the waiter for the meal and they left. He glanced at Megumi. "Let's go." Megumi looked up at him and got up from her seat. She wobbled while walking out of the restaurant. "Are you…drunk?" Yahiro chuckled. She shook her head. "Sure." He said sarcastically. Megumi held onto his arm and showed him her board. "I'm happy I'm here with Yahiro-kun." She smiled again. He sighed and then smirked, "You are drunk aren't you."

"What?! Of…course not!" She hiccupped and then giggled. Yahiro pulled her limp body back to the hotel. "But I don't wanna go to bed, Yahiro-kun!" She cried. Yahiro blushed when she said his name. "You should go to bed, since you are drunk!" He threw onto the couch in his room. Their rooms were connected by a door, but Megumi had locked that door. "Where's your room key?" He asked staring at the giggling girl. "I don't know. I think I left it in my room." She said innocently. Yahiro got straight in her face. "Did you plan this out Megumi-chan?" She blushed.

"No, you pervert!" She smacked his shoulder.

"Ow…fine so you can sleep in the bed I'll sleep here." He picked her up bridal style, but Megumi fussed about going to bed. "Nooo! I wanna stay up with Yahiro-kun!" She cried. "Ugh, fine." He dropped her on the couch again.

Megumi cuddled up against Yahiro's arm while he watched television. He was trying his best to ignore her rambling, "Yahiro-kun," He turned to face her, "I love you!" She smiled and hugged him, forcing him on his back on the couch. He blushed again. Yahiro knew how she felt, but he was unsure whether it was really Megumi talking, or the alcohol. "Get off, Megumi!" He tried to push her off.

"But I love Yahiro-kun! Don't you love me?!" She whined and rested her head on his shoulder. He sighed and smirked, "If she's drunk she won't remember." He thought slyly.

"Of course I love you Megumi-chan." Megumi beamed happiness and then kissed Yahiro on the cheek. He sat up and pushed Megumi down onto the couch, but she just giggled again. "Megumi-chan don't do things like that." He sighed again, hoping she would stop acting this way.

Yahiro could not help but turn red when he saw her lying on the couch like that. He hair was messy, her clothes were too. Her brown eyes were staring straight into his light pink ones. He knew how he felt about her, he did in fact love her. He just preferred not to tell her. He could not hold himself back anymore, her lips were too alluring to let this chance go by. He moved his face closer to hers till he could feel her warm breath on his face. Megumi blushed lightly when she felt Yahiro's soft lips on hers. She didn't want to pull away, so she kissed him back with all her love, although not all her love, because she was fairly drunk.

The kiss was deep and passionate and Yahiro didn't want to pull away, but he needed to breath. They pulled away from each other out of breath and Yahiro gaxed into her eyes. Even though she was in fact drunk, she still had a way of making his heart skip a beat.

Yahiro kissed her again, except this time he took it a little father and began kissing her gently on the neck. Megumi let out a soft moan and ran her fingers through his hair. Megumi was enjoying every second of it, then she felt a small pain at her neck and noticed Yahiro had left a mark, he smirked and she just giggled again. "Just so you don't forget what happened." He smirked at her then kissed her on the lips once more. "Now leave me alone." He stated, blushing. He did not want her to leave him alone, but he didn't want to take advantage of Megumi. He sat up beside her.

Megumi's face suddenly looked pale. Abruptly she jumped off the couch and ran to the bathroom. He heard her vomit into the toilet. "…Yep, drunk." He sighed. "I never wanna drink again!" He heard her scream as she continued to vomit in the toilet. He sweat dropped. "At least she didn't puke on me." She continued to vomit for about five minutes and Yahiro stepped into the bathroom. "Hey, you didn't miss the toilet once!" He clapped mockingly. Megumi was crying softly. "Okay, clean yourself up and go to sleep." He helped her up, and took a towel and began wiping her face.

After Megumi had showered and changed into clean clothes. She stumbled into the bedroom, Yahiro laughed at her as she stumbled into the room. He helped her into the bed and turned off the lights. "Night." He mumbled. Yahiro was sleeping beside her, since she would not allow him to sleep all alone on the couch.

In The Morning…

Megumi awoke in the hotel bedroom, with a terrible headache. She couldn't exactly remember what happened the night before. Standing in front of the mirror she saw she was wearing a deep purple button down, with short shorts. She tilted her head in confusion.

"Ugh my head hurts." She thought in pain, rubbing her temples. When she looked back at the bed, she saw Yahiro sleeping peacefully. She glanced at what she was wearing and then looked back at Yahiro again.

Megumi's eyes widened. "Ahhhhh!" She screamed at the top of her lungs. This scream shocked Yahiro so much that he fell off the bed. "What the hell! Do you want me to go deaf?!" He arose from the side of the bed. "Yes I do!" She screamed and threw a pillow at him.

"Why?! What did I do?!" He responded sharply.

"You invite me to Paris and you take advantage of me the first day we're here! How could you! You sick bastard!" She screamed throwing another pillow, which hit Yahiro square in the face. Megumi sat at the edge of the bed, and cried. Yahiro looked up from the floor and saw her crying. Sitting behind her, he said calmly, "I did not take advantage of you. Do you really think I'd do that?"

"Well…when a girl wakes up wearing a man's clothing and is in his bed…that's the first that comes to mind…" Tears streamed down her cheeks, she turned to face him.

"I wouldn't," He wiped away her tears. "You just got drunk last night and left your key in your room. Also you refused to leave me alone, so you slept here with me…" He sweat dropped thinking of what happened yesterday. Suddenly remembering, Megumi's behavior from last night he blushed a light pink.

"Oh…so what happened yesterday." She asked sniffling. Yahiro sweat dropped again and blushed. Hesitating he wondered if he should leave out some parts. Especially about him kissing her…and a certain mark he left. Which was still visible.

The pink haired man decided to tell her everything, she would've figured out what happened anyways. He explained everything that happened the night before, and when he finished Megumi's eyes were wide. She stood from the bed and looked in the mirror moving the collar of the shirt down, seeing the mark Yahiro left. She walked back to the room. "How could you!" She cried again and hit him with a pillow. "What the hell did I do now?!" He was completely confused.

"You took my first kiss and…and …and I don't even remember! That's not fair for me! Not to mention you left this stupid mark!" She pointed at the red mark on her neck. "Also why am I wearing your clothes!" She threw her face in a pillow. She felt a hand grab her wrist and was pulled up, to face Yahiro.

Megumi could feel his hot breath on her face, and was dazed by his light pink eyes. Her face turned red as an apple. He smirked, she felt him place his soft lips on hers. Megumi's eyes widened, she hesitated before kissing him back. Yahiro pulled away, placing his right hand on her cheek and stroking it with his thumb.

"You're wearing my clothes because I couldn't get into your room. So I let you wear this, also I might add, you have a very nice body." Her jaw dropped and she smacked him. "What! You were drunk, and wanted to show me." He laughed. Megumi blushed. Smiling, she hugged her beloved. "Thank you for not taking advantage of me." Yahiro blushed and put an arm around her.

"Hey, you're pretty lucky. I held myself back. Next time I might take more than just a kiss." He smirked and winked at her. Her face became red as an apple again. "Now let's continue from last night." He laughed and kissed the girl on the cheek. "Yahiro! You pervert!" He silenced her with a kiss on the lips and she could not help but to give into her beloved.

I prefer a perverted Yahiro XD I'm such a sicko. Umm...yea...so I hope you liked it. If there was an issue with my grammer then dont say anything, cause my grammer sucks ass.... ___

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