MuraMido 6 Drabbles

Dedicated to my RP partner in twitter.

Summary: 6 Drabbles of MuraMido. From Angst, Romance, Humor, General, Friendship, Hurt/Comfort and Tragedy.

Disclaimer: Kurobasu is not Mine.

Pairing: MuraMido

Rate: PG

Warning: GRAMMAR! UN-BETAed. YAOI, OOC

Thanks for the cookie (Murasakibara's Centric)

Murasakibara was bored. He had nothing to do, and his snacks were running out. Himuro was busy with Alex, and the other teammates of his also not busy at the moment, that's why he was deciding to give the cookie jar that Midorima brought for him yesterday. "Ah…what am I doing here again?" he sighed heavily. "I'm hungry….ah right, Midochin…" He glanced his left and right, then took out his phone and dialed the number in his speed-dial list. "Ah, Midochin~ Where are you? …Shrine? Oh. You'll finish soon, right? …an hour huh? Yeah….bye."

Once the other disconnected, Murasakibara stared at his phone. He smiled happily, walked lazily to his next destination, the Shrine that Midorima's grandparent owned. He hummed happily, can't wait to see his Midorima in shrine-maiden outfit again. Believe it or not, his Grandmother made him wear that one once, and fortunately for Murasakibara, he oversees it, and wow he was cute.

Not too long later, he's right in front of the Shrine gate. He walked deeper and met the young maiden who was sweeping the garden. "Excuse me…"

The young lady turned to him, "Oh! You're Shintarou-kun's friend, aren't you?"

"Aa…but I'm also his—"

"He is in the Zen garden room, just go there~ you'll find him mediate," she cut him before back to what she doing.

Murasakibara just nodded at her. "Aah…" he left the maiden alone and went to the said room. His eyes stared at the beautiful garden on his left side. He halted right in front of the said room entrance, then he saw him, his Midorima in white-red shrine maiden uniform, sat perfectly, eyes closed, his glasses lay innocently beside him. his long eyelashes brushed his cheek softly, and Murasakibara could hear his soft breath, so calm.

He entered the room quietly, put the bag on his left hand on the tatami near the door, then he quietly walked to Midorima, he sat beside him, stare at his face the frowned. Then he smiled, eyes lit up, he have crazy idea again. He bend down and then peck Midorima's lips. "Chu~"

Midorima opened his eyes suddenly as he fell from his position, hand instantly covered his lips. "!"

Murasakibara grinned childishly watching his reaction, "Konnichiwa, Midochin~"

"Mu-Murasakibara?!" he blushed hard, "What are you doing here?!"

"I called you, didn't I?"

"I said I'll be home in an hour! Why don't you wait for me?" he tried to sit again, but Murasakibara hold him down. "…Murasakibara….?"

Murasakibara just stared at him happily even though his lips didn't even raisen to make a smile, he bend down and give Midorima another kiss before backed and straddle the shorter teen. "You're cute in that hakama and all, Midochin~ I can't help it, I want to see you in this clothes again."

Midorima blushed even harder. "Tsk, Kawaii janai nanodayo. And Murasakibara, you're heavy."

The purple haired man laughed softly, "Maa, Midochin, you're cute to me…." He grabbed Midorima's head and pulled it, cradle them close, he kissed his forehead.

"Wh-what are you doing?! And more over, omae wa…nande koko ni iru nanodayo?"

"Ah, I was planning to give you back the jar," he said as he breathed on Midorima's shampoo. "You smelled sweet, like apple."

"T-tsk. You can just leave them in my house and leave."

"But I want to see you too, Midochin," he sulked a little but he still hugging the green haired teen close.

"Ugh fi—"

"Ara, you have guest, Shintarou-kun?"

Midorima and Murasakibara instantly turned their head to see the newcomer.

"OBAACHAN!" hurriedly Midorima push the taller boy away, but Murasakibara wont budge. "Ge-get off—"

"Ah, if it isn't Murasakibara Atsushi-kun~" Midorima's grandmother smiled warmly at those two. "Cant get enough of Shintarou-kun?"

"Konnichiwa, Midorima no obaachan, ohisashiburi dane. Ah hai, he's too cute…," Murasakibara answered with his usual poker face.

"Hm, hm. I couldn't agree more, but what are you doing here, Atsushi-kun?"

"Ah, I was planning to give the cookie jar….Midochin said that Midorima-san made him bring it to me yesterday."

"Cookie?"

Midorima was panicking. "No-wait, obaachan—"

"But Sanae didn't make any sweets nowadays…but Shintarou-kun made some yesterday." The older woman smiled warmly at Murasakibara, but Midorima knew better…she did this on purpose.

"Oh?" Murasakibara raised an eyebrow at her before look at now blushing Midorima, "I see, so it's like that…"

"Was the cookies up to your satisfactory, Atsushi-kun?"

Without looking at her, he nodded, eyes turned into predatoric way. "Hai, so much, Midorima-dono."

The elder Midorima smirked slightly, "Well then, I'll leave the two of you to discuss this, I'll take my leave, and I'll make sure no one disturb you…just keep it quite you two, ok?"

"Wh-what?! Wiat, Obaachan! What is that supposed to mean?!" Midorima was panicking, he couldn't get away from Murasakibara too.

"Hai, Arigatou." Murasakibara replied as he pushed the green haired teen down until he lied down. He glanced at the retreating figure, once he couldn't hear her steps, he stare back at Midorima. "So….it was your home-made cookies hm?"

Midorima glanced away from him, trying hard to hide his blush.

"Midochin, you're so tsun."

"Dare ka Tsun nanodayo?!"

Murasakibara chuckled again. "So cute, I love the cookies…and now, for the thanks…" he bend down and push his head so he would face him, he kissed the teen lips, deeply.

"Hnm—gh," he closed his eyes, savouring the kiss. He gasped when suddenly he felt Murasakibara's teeth bit his lower lips. "!"

The purple haired teen slipped his tongue and explored his mouth. After some time, he felt that Midorima getting sloppy because the lack of oxygen, he backed slowly. He watched the blushing face, that pants, reddish lips… "Midochin…" he put his forehead on Midorima's. "Arigatou."

Midorima just gave him small soft smile and, "Aa…"