I am sorry for not posting for a while. I keep having these writers' blocks, and it's kind of hard to do anything with it.
I constantly try to come up with something to inspire me, but I'll just have to do my best to put something together.
So, in the future, I might not post every single week, if I keep having these problems.

'How could I forget?' Ryuuji cursed at himself in his head. He scuffled his feet around his room, trying to think. It had been 3 weeks since Valentine's day, and in one week, there was White day. Ryuuji had gotten a present for Taiga on Valentine's day, completely forgetting the fact that the boy was supposed to do that on White Day.

'How could I forget about typical, Japanese tradition?' He cursed again, furrowing his brows. He had to figure out what to do, and that quick.
Before he had time to think more about it, his phone rang.
"Hello?" Ryuuji answered the phone, still walking in circles in his room.

"Ah, hello, Takasu-kun," Kitamura's voice sounded on the other side.

"Ah, hey. Anything you need?" Ryuuji asked, furrowing his brows a little. He was too stressed out for this.

"Yeah, if you're not busy," Kitamura started, making Ryuuji sigh by the fact that he kind of was, "I needed your advice on something, remember?"

"Yeah," Ryuuji said, rubbing the bridge of his nose, "so, what is it?"

"Well, I was wondering if we could meet up at the family café?"

"…" silence for a while, as Ryuuji closed his eyes. "Sure," he said, reluctantly.

…

Ryuuji burrowed his face into the palm of his hand as he sat down by a table at the café. Kitamura hadn't arrived yet, so all he could do was wait.
'He's not the one who usually asks me for advice,' Ryuuji thought.
He ordered a cup of coffee while he waited, and he felt pleased by the fact that they served coffee of high quality.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," Kitamura uttered with a smile as he sat down opposite to Ryuuji.

"That's okay," Ryuuji said as he looked up from his coffee, "So, what do you need?" He asked, folding his hands on the table. Kitamura sighed and looked to the side before turning back to Ryuuji, his smile faltering a bit.

"Well, it really isn't like me to do these serious talks and all that," Kitamura started, "but I need your opinion on something."

Ryuuji frowned a little and scratched his right arm with his left hand.
"And what would that be?" He asked, seeming pretty serious.

"You remember Sumire, right?" Kitamura asked, but didn't give Ryuuji time to answer. "I'm thinking of going to America to study after our graduation next year."

"I see," Ryuuji sighed, softening his expression, "so that you can follow Sumire, I assume?"

"Yes, I guess it's pretty obvious," Kitamura answered. "But I wanted to get your opinion on the matter. You are my best friend, after all."
Ryuuji felt his heart flutter a little. He had never really pictured that anyone would call him their best friend, as he never really seemed very sociable.
He did have a girlfriend, but he hadn't really expected the term 'best friend' from anyone. It made him happy on the inside.

"I say you go for it." Ryuuji said with a determined voice, suddenly smiling a little. Kitamura widened his eyes a little, and he looked slightly taken aback.

"T-takasu-kun," he uttered, shaking a little, "did you just smile?"
Ryuuji looked a little surprised and looked up, pondering a little.

"I guess I did," he said, but suddenly frowned, "is it really that rare to see a smile on my face?"
Kitamura laughed a little, seeming to be in a better mood.

"Honestly, yes." He said, calming down, still a smile on his face. "It's not the most usual thing, to put it bluntly."
Ryuuji sighed and took a sip from his coffee.
"So you think I should do it, huh?" Kitamura asked, looking more determined. It was much better for him to have someone supporting his dream.

"Yeah," Ryuuji started, "I think it's good to do whatever you feel is right. Just be true to yourself, and everything will be fine." His smile faltered a little and looked down.
"Or something like that." He mumbled under his breath with a displeased voice.
Kitamura lifted an eyebrow.

"Is something the matter?" He asked, looking at Ryuuji curiously.
Ryuuji sighed and looked back up with a slight smile on his face.

"No, everything is okay." Ryuuji said. He didn't even have a dream to follow.
He had no idea what he wanted to do with his life, or what line of work he wanted to follow, but he knew one thing for sure.
'I have to get a proper job so I can take care of her.' He thought with determination, a picture of Taiga appearing in his head.
Only imagining her frail figure was enough to ensure him of the fact that he needed to look after her.

"Yusaku!" Ryuuji exclaimed with a sudden determination to his voice. Kitamura seemed surprised by the sheer fact that Ryuuji called him by his first name.
"You are the god of broken hearts, right? You know about romance, right?"

Kitamura chuckled a little as he scratched the back of his head.
"I guess so, Ryuuji." He said, purposely calling Ryuuji by his first name too.

"Well, here's the problem," Ryuuji started, sounding comically desperate, "I got Taiga a present for valentine, so what should I do for White day?"
Kitamura thought for a while, before smiling at Ryuuji.

"Just do whatever you think would make Aisaka-san happy. If it comes from you, it would be what makes her the happiest, am I right?"

"I guess you're right," Ryuuji said with a sigh. "I just hope I can come up with something."

"You'll find something." Kitamura said with a smile.
"Would it be ok for you to keep quiet about the whole America thing for a while? I want to wait a little with telling the others." Kitamura looked down.

"Of course," Ryuuji said. He twirled his fingers a little as he smirked at Kitamura.
"Maybe that's what the underclassmen will talk about when we graduate."

"What do you mean?" Kitamura asked with a bewildered expression.
Ryuuji looked down for a while before looking back up with a smile on his face.

"Did you hear? Our Student council president, Kitamura-sempai, is moving to study in America after graduation! He's so cool!" Ryuuji took a little a break before he sighed.
"Or something like that.. right?"

Kitamura smiled a little before basically breaking into laughter.
"I'll look forward to it!" He exclaimed, making Ryuuji laugh a little.
Ryuuji suddenly smiled brightly, something which still seemed to surprise Kitamura, and he raised his fist towards Kitamura.

"Good luck!" He said with a determined voice as Kitamura also bumped his fist against Ryuuji's.

"Thank you," Kitamura said, "And good luck to you, too!"

…

Ryuuji sighed as he sat down in front of the desk in his room.
'That Kitamura, always going around, doing impulsive things,' he thought to himself. 'I guess I kind of admire that part about him.' He grinned.
Ryuuji looked out of his window, towards Taiga's apartment.
'I wonder what she's doing.' Ryuuji pondered, just as he heard a knock at the door.

He sighed and stood up from his chair, making his way towards the door. He turned the lock and opened the door, only to see Taiga standing there in a long nightgown and a teddy bear hanging slackly from her hand.

"Why did you lock the door? You idiot." Taiga muttered, keeping her eyes fixed on the ground. Ryuuji frowned.

"What are you even doing here? And in your nightgown? It's 10 pm!" Ryuuji looked down at the object in her hand, and he frowned even more.
"And since when did you have a teddy be-" He was interrupted by Taiga's annoyed voice.

"I wanted a hug, but the teddy bear wasn't real enough!"
Ryuuji took a step back, not really understanding the situation, but before he had time to say any more, Taiga had stepped inside and closed the door behind her.
The only thing Ryuuji could think of was how tiny Taiga seemed in that attire, especially with the teddy bear in her hand.

"Hug.." Taiga muttered under her breath before dropping her teddy bear to the ground. She stumbled towards Ryuuji and wrapped her arms around his waist, clinging into him. Ryuuji could hear her chuckle in pleasure.
"Yes, you feel much more real than a teddy bear." She said and nuzzled her head into Ryuuji's chest.

Ryuuji smiled at her and patted her head a little.
"Now, now.." He said with a chuckle in his voice. Taiga looked up at him and frowned a little.

"You're smiling." She said with a firm voice, making Ryuuji stutter.

"Is it really that rare?" He uttered, and Taiga snorted at his retort.

"I don't care," Taiga mumbled as she clung into his chest again. "As long as you're my Ryuuji, I don't care." Ryuuji sighed and grabbed Taiga's hand, leading her into the bedroom.

"We should probably go to sleep." He said to her, and she pointed towards futon. He sighed and lied down on his back, Taiga quickly following after.
She climbed up on his chest, relaxing onto him. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he wrapped an arm around her back.

"Good night, Ryuuji," Taiga smiled and buried her face in his neck.

"Good night." Ryuuji replied with a gentle voice. Taiga mumbled something with a chuckle before softly biting Ryuuji's neck.

"T-T-TAIGA!"

"Sleep." Taiga smirked and closed her eyes. Ryuuji frowned.

'Silly tiger.'

There! This took way too long. D:
I am really, really sorry, you are all allowed to scold me now.
Last week of school now, and an Anime-con next weekend. I can't wait!
Anyways, I'll try to keep updating this story more often than I've done these past weeks. I'll do my best, at least!
I hope you liked the whole fluffy / comic relief in the end of this chapter. I felt that it was needed, I guess ~