Title: Police Scanners
Author: Sicilian Maiden
Pairing:Ayumu Narumi/Hiyono Yuizaki
Fandom:Spiral: Suiri no Kizuna
Theme: #14—radio-cassette player
Rating: G
Disclaimer:All characters of Spiral are the property of Kyou Shirodaira; I alleged no possession of said characters. I only request to take them to over-rowdy soccer games and force them to play at gunpoint. Some Kousuke/Ryoko for fun. C:
Summary: What can come from pursuits.

So, here's the next one and guess what? It's 13/30. We're getting there! (Took forever... :D) I know a police scanner isn't a radio-cassette player but it's close enough. Enjoy.

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"This is car 1054. We are in pursuit of the suspect. All cars be on alert." This was how she found them every Monday after school.

Seven-year-old Yuizaki Hiyono was amazed to see that it wasn't just her cousin Yuizaki Misoka that was enthralled by the idea of cops and chasing down "bad guys." It was a tradition; all the second graders from Tenkia Primary School would gather in the playground after class and listen to some kid's police scanner.

On this particular afternoon, Hiyono was walking home with her best friend Takamachi Ryoko. They weren't in the same class as Ryoko was a year and a half older, so they often would talk on their way back from school. At this moment, Hiyono was giggling uncontrollably over the idea of Ryoko having a crush.

"Hiyo-chan!" the small brunette protested, her cheeks aglow. Her caramel-haired friend was pretty sure that the flush wasn't from the cold weather outside.

"Aw, Ryo-chan, I think it's cute," the shorter girl spoke between laughs. Reaching out with a mittened hand, Ryoko pulled on one of Hiyono's braids in mock anger. Just as Hiyono was going to add another comment, a loud outburst redirected their attention.

A group of boys, some familiar and some not, were in the midst of a massive snowball fight. Two boys that were previous acquaintances were hiding behind a makeshift fort. They were whispering back and forth to each other and on, what looked like a count of three, they stood and began hurling one snowball after another at another pair of kids. The red-headed one turned and saw Ryoko walking up the sidewalk. A blush matching his fiery hair blossomed on his face. Yellow, feline-like eyes widened when another young boy took the opportune moment to chuck a frozen ball at him.

"Oi, Kyou-san! I wasn't ready!" the child yelled.

"That's what you get for staring at Ryo-chan, Kousuke-san," Kyou shot back. Even if it was inconceivably impossible, Kousuke's face reddened more.

Hiyono laughed at his expression and the matching one her friend wore. "Now, now Ryo-chan. See, he likes you too."

"Ugh, Hiyo-chan. You're ridiculous," Ryoko scoffed trying to get her embarrassment under control. The two girls continued on their way when they heard a voice yelling, "Guys, my kaa-san let me borrow her police scanner!"

"Sweet!" Kyou exclaimed dropping the snowball he had prepared to throw. The others followed suit and quickly scampered off to the swings where they all scrambled for a close seat.

A tall brunette brushed past Hiyono, his breath coming out in small, white puffs. The honey-eyed girl, surprised by the sudden bump, fell onto the sidewalk. Coming to a halt, the young boy turned to quickly apologized, "Ah, g-gomen." When Hiyono looked up from her sitting position, the auburn-haired boy ceased in his movements. All he could see were rosy cheeks and wide, beautiful (though he wouldn't admit it) eyes.

"Mou, meanie. You knocked down Hiyo-chan," Ryoko pouted as she held out a hand to her friend. Once Hiyono was upright again, she dusted the snow from her skirt. As soon as her hand made contact with the material, she winced and hissed slightly.

"Hiyo-chan? Are you okay?" the brunette asked, worry evident on her face.

"Ah, I'm okay Ryo-chan. Just a scrape," Hiyono replied eyeing the small cut on her palm. Anxiously looking at the girl, the young boy approached her.

"Did I do that?" he queried. Incredulously, Ryoko looked at him and sputtered, "Uh, yes. You did."

"Gomen."

"I-It's fine," Hiyono stuttered. Without warning, the chocolate-eyed boy gently grasped Hiyono's hand and brought it to his mouth, his lips lightly touching the graze on her palm. Hiyono's face quickly flushed, her cheeks feeling as if they were a million, bajillion degrees (or so she would describe to her kaa-san later that night.) Ryoko could only stand and watch, her mouth agape.

"Kaa-san always said that kissing a booboo would make it better," he explained.

Hiyono nodded, a sudden feeling of shyness creeping up on her. She looked down and noticed that her injured hand was still inclosed in his own gloved one. Opening his mouth to say something, the boy found that he was incapable of speaking. A deep, russet color dusted his cheeks.

"Oi, little Narumi-san, let's go already!" Kousuke called. Snapping out of his daze, Ayumu nodded to the two girls and took off.

"Ugh, Kousuke-kun!" Ryoko yelled. Her "semi-retarded" classmate was in trouble. Being on the track team, the brunette was rather fast and she often proved just how speedy she was. This was just a time when that happened. Digging her heels into the ground for traction, Ryoko raced after the boys leaving Hiyono standing alone on the sidewalk completely and utterly confused.

Finally, everything caught up to her and she shouted, "Hey, Ryo-chan! Wait for me." As the two girls joined the mass of boys, a certain auburn-haired child couldn't help but watch the loud girl's friend with something akin to affection. Of course, he wouldn't be telling this to the guys—he would be made fun for weeks if he did. Besides, girls had cooties, right? He was pretty sure there was a shot or some kind of vaccine for that.

"Kousuke-kun, you dummy!" Ryoko said smacking the red-head with her rolled up history packet. Hiyono only giggled at how quickly her friend had overcome her bashful crush.

"Shh!" Kyou and a few other boys shushed them as another kid, Rei, turned up the volume on the police scanner. The two children blushed and moved a few feet away from each other. When Ayumu realized that Hiyono didn't have a seat, he slid over and patted the side of his swing. Hiyono noticed this and timidly joined her new friend. Ryoko snickered—now she could totallyget Hiyono back for earlier.

The playground grew silent as they listened intently, well, some more than others, to the police chase.

"This is car 1134. We are in pursuit."

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Well, there it is—short but sweet, non? C: I thought I'd post a more "innocent" kiss to make for those darker ones I posted. Drop a review if you have the time. Grazie. :D