Title: 35. Their beauty is in their testimony

Pairing/Character/s: Yuki/Machi

Word Count: 350 words

Summary: Yuki and Machi attempt to tell their story... with some hazy alcohol filled details.

A/N: Because alcohol makes them fun. This inspired the drabble collection.

Music: "Love Story" by Taylor Swift


Sometimes, when gossip is scarce during late night cocktails, Yuki and Machi are asked to tell the story of how they fell in love. Their drunk companions are eerily persistent, but Machi refuses to talk, so Yuki usually begins. Details slip up here and there. Things get made up. For some reason, this particular love story is most entertaining, though, sadly, no dirty jokes.

"It began in hiiigh school," Yuki slurs accidentally.

Machi always wonders if her boyfriend might slip up in his drunken haze and tell the truth. She pauses to interject with actual facts, as Yuki is prone to add in spaceships and flying oranges. She muses that correcting him with 'flying rocks and cabbages' might not be an improvement.

The truth is, neither wants to admit to the real beginning. The moment they actually met is shameful to Machi. 'It's also none of their business,' she adds silently.

Yuki faintly remembers opening the door and seeing the outline of a girl fallen to the floor. Things; useless things kept in necessary disorder lined the floor.

Was that shock on his face?

Had either realized what had begun?

Yuki smiles as he choose which story to tell. It still makes girls swoon.

He begins with their 'fateful' meeting in Student Council. He adds in the red maple leaf from Kyoto that he gave her as a souvenir. He laughs, remembering his awe when he found out that she'd turned it into a bookmark. He describes her fascination for the red leaf. He embarrasses her by repeating Kakeru's witty line, 'Machi likes RED!'

He delights romantics, stealing their hearts as he continues by recounting the endless times they've walked together in the snow. Sometimes they don't speak at all, only dreaming and holding hands. White; pure white snow clung to their eyelashes as they look up at a clean gray sky.

At this point, Yuki breaks off in his rambles and lets the next couple tell their story. Across the room, Machi is being congratulated or mauled by rabid fan girls.

Not everyone knows Yuki was the red one in the School Defense Force.

It's not a story for everyone, he reasons.


A/N: Thank you for all your comments. It really makes me want to write more! (I blush at the idea of me being amazing at writing Yuki/Machi. I keep rereading the manga to keep up!) According to Bluestar, sometimes my stories are sad... I love writing those kind of pieces, but I swear I love writing comedy more. It's just so much fun to torture Yuki!