Meiko sat in the small homey restaurant, her face resting on her palms pensively, and her friends sitting in the chairs facing her. She was distraught about what Kaito had done, or rather, the fact that she had let him.

"So, what's up?!" Lola began, eager to hear whatever news or gossip Meiko had to share.

"Now, don't rush her." Miriam interjected in her quietly stern manner.

Meiko's eyebrows creased in concentration, her chocolate eyes revealing her confusion. She didn't know exactly where to start, she had never been good with words. Or feelings. And what she wanted to discuss required both.

She started uncertainly after a few moments of silence, "Well you guys know how Kaito-"

"Worships the ground you walk on?" Lola added, abruptly finishing Meiko's sentence.

"…No! No, I was not going to say that!" Meiko placed a hand on her forehead. "And he does not!" She added uncertainly.

"I'll go and get us some drinks." Miriam got up from the table a wise, knowing smile on her lips, as the two women began bickering. She walked toward the kitchen, but turned a corner when Lola and Meiko were out of view. She sat down at a table occupied by a very flustered young man with blue hair and an older blonde man attempting to console him.

"What are you boys up to?" Miriam questioned, although, she could easily guess what they were discussing; perhaps, a certain brunette who at this moment was equally flustered herself.

"I kissed Meiko!" Kaito whined, smacking his forehead on the table. "And she hates meeee~!" he continued, a slur apparent in his usually mellow voice.

"Have you been drinking?" Miriam winced at the state Kaito was in.

"A little." Leon answered, "I had forgotten he was so terrible at holding his liquor." He chuckled, patting Kaito's back. Kaito whimpered pathetically.

Leon stepped aside to talk to Miriam. "I take it you already knew about this?"

"Of course." Miriam replied, "But the question is, what should we do?"

"Ya think Meiko would fall for his drunken charms?" Leon laughed, looking over at Kaito, his face still flat against the table.

Suddenly, a mischievous smile appeared on Miriam's face, a scheme brewing in her violet eyes.

"WELL, I think he needs to be escorted home. We can't possibly have him walking all alone in this state." She exaggerated, her British accent seeming even more prevalent. She rushed back to where Meiko and Lola were sitting, neither of them really resolved anything and Miriam noticed they had gotten completely off topic.

"We need your help, Meiko." Miriam said solemnly.

"Uh… sure." Meiko said, getting up.

"What's going on?" Lola inquired, following the two of them curiously.

Miriam led the two over to the table where Leon and Kaito were sitting. Kaito slowly lifted his head from the table in a daze, a red welt on his forehead and a light glow in his cheeks from the liquor. Meiko nearly laughed at the sight of him. As soon as Kaito caught a glimpse of his beloved, he grinned, an idiotic but sweet drunken grin. Just seeing her seemed to make all his problems melt away, and somehow made him forget that his current problems revolved around her.

Meiko remembered the kiss and the inevitable blush spread across her whole face. She quickly turned her face away. God, why did he have to look so pathetically adorable right now?

Meiko's and Kaito's best friends all looked at each other schemingly. Meiko noticed the way they were looking at one another and quickly tried to make a break for the exit, but was pulled back by Leon.

"Now now, Meiko." Leon began, feigning concern, "Your blue haired friend here, obviously needs some help getting home."

"That's right. Just look at him." Lola tilted her head toward Kaito. She and Miriam grabbed him, and Leon half-dragged Meiko to the door.

"Sorry, but, it's closing time." They said in unison, smiling brightly. Too brightly, as they shut the door in Meiko's face.

"I guess Meiko IS the type to fall for his drunken charms, after all." Miriam said.

Meiko grabbed hold of Kaito's arm, attempting to get him into a standing position, as many passersby stared at the odd couple. Surely, he hadn't had very much to drink, but he was a mess.

"Meeiikooooo" he mumbled, squinting at Meiko's face as he finally managed to stand.

Meiko placed a hand over his mouth before he could say anything. "I am not in the mood for your drunken babble right now."

Kaito kissed her palm. Meiko grabbed hold of his scarf roughly and dragged him home the rest of the way.

As soon as the two arrived home, Kaito sunk down on the couch, the alcohol's foggy haze beginning to wear off a little. "Meiko" he began, facing the ceiling.

Meiko looked over, but remained standing in the kitchen, putting some clean dishes in their place. "What do you want?" she said, sounding somewhat irritated.

"Do you hate me now or something?" he slurred.

Meiko narrowed her eyes, "Why do you ask?"

"Well, you've been angry ever since I kissed you and you won't let me even touch you anymore." He paused "And it hurts to think that you hate me."

She stood still for a moment, wondering how she was supposed to react. "No, I don't." was the only thing she could think to say, at last.

"Really?" Kaito pouted

"Yes, really."

He rolled off the couch in a fit of laughter. The drunkenness hadn't completely worn off yet.

"Just what's so damned funny?!" Meiko said, somewhat embarrassed. "Are you making fun of me?" she walked over to where he was laying on the floor, grabbing hold of him by the front of his scarf, her hand in a fist ready to punch him.

"Calm down, calm down! …I'm just… Happy, okay?" he smiled, meiko let go of his scarf and he fell to the floor again.

"I changed my mind. I do hate you." Meiko glared down at him.

"No, you don't~!" Kaito smiled up at her, his innocent sapphire eyes looking straight into hers. She sat for a moment, her brows finally unfurrowed as she laid on the floor next to him.

"You're an idiot." She said, staring up at the ceiling. "And you should stick to your ice cream. Dealing with a drunken Kaito is a pain in the ass."

Kaito laughed and turned to look at her. Meiko looked back, questioningly. "Meiko, do you love me yet?" he said, a bit too innocently.

She grabbed a pillow and smacked him in the face, walking away to her bedroom laughing.

"I'll take that as a maybe!" he called after her.

Sorry for the delay! Been busy working on cosplay and school work. I hope this chapter is satisfactory, I re-wrote it like 4 different times just for all of you readers. hahaha...ha

Their relationship is developing rather slowly, but I think that's the way things should go. I don't like to rush things, so bear with me. Meiko's getting there. Probably. (I don't know, these two have minds of their own.)

Alrighty then, reviews/comments about anything are greatly appreciated!

See ya next time!