Disclaimer: Of course, I don't own Hana Yori Dango. :)

AN: Thanks again to La Fee Verte for beta reading. As always, hope you enjoy! -Maho-chan :D

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Infinity
A Hana Yori Dango Drabble
By Maho-chan

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They slow danced on the terrace, surrounded by the starry heavens. The only sound was Tsukasa’s low humming, which strangely enough made some kind of tune, albeit one that was unintelligible. Tsukushi paid little attention, her fingers clutching his jacket, and her head on his shoulder. Slowly opening her eyes, she beheld the malfunctioning telescope that was supposed to have transported their sight to the distant skies.

Tsukasa paused his humming as he glanced over at the telescope as well. “Stupid thing.” He muttered, as he leaned his chin against the top of Tsukushi’s head. “I wanted to look at Saturn again.” He pressed a kiss against her hair and held her closer. “Of all the times, it had to break tonight.”

Tsukushi nuzzled his shoulder, her eyes closing.

“Hey Makino.” Tsukasa said softly. “Are you sleeping?” He asked as he continued to guide them in slow circles. Tsukushi shook her head.

“How can I be sleeping? We are dancing here.” She quietly replied.

“I’m just checking.” Tsukasa said, smiling down at her with amusement. As she raised her head and met his gaze, he brushed some hair from her cheek. He then glanced up at the stars.

“It would have been really spectral.” Tsukasa said glumly. Tsukushi looked up as well, but watched his upturned face rather than the glowing Milky Way. Overcome with emotion, she ignored his mistake.

There was something about tonight…

Maybe it was the eternal beauty of the night sky, as if the heavens were enveloping them. Maybe it was the chilly air and the warmth of his arms holding her tight. Or that this evening reminded her of when that he had given her the Saturn necklace that now rested against her neck under the layers she wore. That strange night, where she had thought a telescope was a bazooka and a warm, intense kiss had her mesmerized.

Little had she known that the glimmers of feeling she felt for him then would be a pale shade to the depth of what she felt now.

Somehow, as time had passed, her feelings for him had grown incredibly.

She wanted to be with him, day after day.

And to her chagrin she realized that feeling was now an almost desperate need.

That was ever present, always.

Idiot.

She thought about herself and him all at once. Her grip on him tightened.

And as Tsukasa continued humming, all the while holding her even closer, Tsukushi rose on her tiptoes and kissed his chin. It was a small, bashful kiss that soon became another and another, as she found her way to his lips. And as they passionately teased each other’s lips, her love for him was as immense as the galaxies that stretched into infinity above them.

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-Maho-chan :) (5/1/09)