Alpha: Enjoy!

Many Worlds One Shot Collection

Indirect (Hope/Lightning)

Who knew that one could find the simple act of sharing a double scoop of vanilla ice-cream could mean so much more than it should?

No, really?

Who was the fucking genius who first came up with such a thought?

To Hope, sharing this small cold, iced, confectionary treat with Lightning was the closest he was going to get to a kiss.

Much to his dismay.

But!

Being fascinated in childish wonder as her pink pert lips went to push itself on top of the swirly dessert, to take more inside her mouth.

He gulped, mouth parted open, eyes going wide as he stared at her, she being oblivious to his dumbfounded gaze, so wrapped up in her own world as she ate ice-cream.

And if that wasn't enough, her tongue came out to lick…

Lick!

The side of the ice-cream, seeing a part of the vanilla melting in her mouth.

It made the young teen involuntarily shudder; deep within the back of his mind he was wishing he was that damn ice-cream cone.

Lightning finally looked over at him with a bemused expression.

"I'm finished, would you like the rest?"

It was like angels were singing a holy chorus in his ears.

"Sure, why not," he said nonchalant at the woman who most likely took his awestruck stare as drooling for the ice-cream when that is far from the case.

But Light didn't need to know that.

The older of the duo smirked at him before giving her attention to the lovey-dovey couple in front of her, Serah and Snow.

And Hope was busy repeating what he saw Lightning do onto that 'poor-mouthed-molested' ice-cream cone.

An indirect kiss was better than nothing at all.

X- Whispers (Fang/Vanille, Light/Hope)

They were really close to each other.

Like really close.

Like so close, there was no more room for their breasts to go without bumping into each other.

Yea, that's how close they were to each other, sitting side by side, smiling, snickering, blushing, and being playful with one another.

And every now and then, one of them would look back over at her and the boy. And then they'll resume their whispering, which quite honestly she didn't see the point of. Didn't the two Oerban women have their own language that no one on Cocoon can understand?

Ugh! They were doing it again! Whispering, staring, whispering, snickering, whispering, smirking, and the cycle repeats. It was beginning to get on her nerves and she feels like they know this and were doing it on purpose.

She cut her eyes away from the duo, instead looking at the youngest member of their group, with an annoyed face, arms crossed and legs crossed too.

Hope must have a knack for sensing when she was feeling unpleasant because he looked over to her staring at him with a hard look.

"Hey Light, you okay?" he leaned in close, scooting over so she'll be able to hear him.

Because ya know, he whispered.

Her eye twitched.

"Light?" he did it again.

She huffed, "It's fine."

See, there was no need to whisper.

"What's fine?" he looked genuinely confused.

As he whispered.

And they were laughing at her! The damn nerve of those Pulsian women!

"Light are you sure you're—"

Out of aggravation and the lack of having nothing to hold to soothe her need to kill Fang and Vanille, she grabbed hold of Hope's head, moving him very close to her and said, "I'm okay Hope, there's nothing to worry about okay?"

She didn't notice she whispered it softly to him at all. He was just stunned.

"O-okay Light," she barely heard that.

She let go of him, watching him get up to go take care of whatever he seen fit to take care of.

They were whispering, she looked over at them with a glare, but Fang only smirked more and Vanille was holding in her laughter.

"Cute scene, that." A simply reply from Fang.

And then Lightning was shocked at the realization of what she done, and then she scoffed whipping her head away from them, all to conceal the blush brushing itself upon her face.

Alpha: yea some short-shorts…