Title: 33. This is how your desire

tangles with a desired one.

Pairing/Character/s: Yuki/Machi, Nao, Kakeru

Word Count: 489 words

Summary: Yuki has given into his desires... and Kakeru sets up a plan.

A/N: Yay, more random fluff. Skoozyy got me into it, blame her for writing too many amazingly simple drabbles. I am madly obsessed with hair, I know.

When he walks into the Student Council Room the first person he sees is Machi. He almost doesn't recognize her with her brown hair tied back in a ponytail. She doesn't look up when he enters and he sits next to her without speaking. "Everyone's here?" he asks rhetorically, not bothering to look around the room.

Mentally, though, he marked down the attendance. Nao sat to his right, with the notes from last week's meeting on the table in front of him. "Everyone but the devil woman," Nao answered. His normal frown was replaced with something that might have resembled a smile.

Kakeru was snoring away in his seat, waving a hand and mumbling, "No one defeats the black ranger..."

"Wonder where she is," Yuki replied, his tone indicating that he cared very little. There are some completed volunteer sign up sheets for the festival, hardly as important as the fact that Machi's hair was in a ponytail. Her long, beautiful hair was pulled out of the way and he found that he couldn't quite remember its lacquer shine.

Yuki imagines asking Machi to let her hair down and immediately discards this idea. Too weird. Therefore, he had to lie.

"Machi, there's a fly in your hair." Yuki was disappointed. Machi barely made a move to respond. She grunted her assent, flipping through the school account books.

"It's in your hair," Yuki emphasizes, and Machi finally pulls her hair free from the black elastic, letting her dark brown locks pool around her shoulders in some kind of perfect curtain of hair. It's even more beautiful than he imagined, because he can see how soft it is from the way it bends around her delicate collarbone and rests on her uniform. He has to sit on his hands to avoid touching it.

"Is it gone?" She hasn't even looked up from her books. Yuki's hands betray him; they blindly float towards her hair like a rat to cheese.

Yuki runs a hand through her hair, pleased to feel a soft warmth. "It's gone."

Now she looks up with a startled look, but he's already turned away, his fingers running through his own hair. Machi is beginning to think she imagined someone touching her hair when Yuki innocently adds, "I was just scaring away the fly." She can't imagine why Yuki would want to touch her hair, so she drops the subject.

He's paid for letting his whims get the better of him. Machi thinks he's a weirdo; she's even moved an extra inch away from him. Nao stared at him strangely, but has decided to focus on more important things. Kakeru briefly wakes up and adds to his mental list of reasons of why the princess is in love with his half-sister.

However, at the rate Yuki is going, they wouldn't be married until Yuki's eightieth birthday. He needed help.

It was time for the big brother to step in.

A/N: Thanks to everyone who put this story on alert. That's actually smart; I update very randomly. Um, so tell me what you guys think!

*In my last drabble I wrote that Machi was the secretary. Yes, she is a treasurer. Gah, that was a brain malfunction or something. I'll fix it later.