Theme: Mistletoe
"What's that, Fai-san?" Sakura hugged the serving tray against her chest and watched him wide-eyed.
"It's a tradition here. You hang it up, and if you wind up underneath it with someone else, you have to kiss them." The little spring of green leaves and red berries hung from a golden ribbon in the arch of the doorway.
Pink tinged her cheeks. "Kiss?"
"Mmm, maybe you can arrange a meeting with Syaoran-kun." He stepped down from the short ladder he'd been using to hang the ornament and winked broadly at her.
The suggestion was guaranteed to make her blush, but after a second, her eyes transferred from Fai to a spot just over his shoulder. "Oh, welcome home, Kurogane-san."
Both men stood in the doorway, Fai still holding the hammer he'd used to hang the mistletoe, and Kurogane laden with bags.
"You guys need to kiss!" Mokona shouted from its perch on Sakura's shoulder.
"What?" Kurogane's voice held a dangerous tone.
"It's a tradition." Sakura explained hesitantly. "You hang that plant up and any two people who are under it at the same time have to kiss."
"Now, now, Sakura-chan," Fai held out his hand. "There's no need to insist on it. If Kuro-tan doesn't want to, there's no reason…"
The bags hit the ground with a resounding thump. Kurogane grabbed the front of his shirt and hauled him forward into a forceful kiss.
If anyone asked later, Fai would vehemently deny any weakening of the knees, spinning of the room or any other romantic platitude, but when Kurogane finished the only thing keeping him upright was the grip on his shirt. Fai gaped up at him.
"What? It's a tradition." And according to that tradition, he had to kiss Fai. The fact that he was more than willing to take advantage of that loophole remained unspoken.
OOOOOOOO
Because you just know that if Kurogane could do something without actually seeming like he was doing something, he would... Or something like that.