Author's Note: This is the first of a collection of drabbles that don't really fit anywhere else. They'll be romance, angst, humor, etc. This is a scene from 'Those Four Little Words' that a friend asked me to write. Romance ahead.

Unseen Fireworks

"You're still shivering," he said softly, in her ear.

Yaito tugged his jacket closer, and shivered more at the feeling of his hot breath on her skin. "Y-yeah?" She looked at him to dare further comment. A mistake. His body was too close to hers, his eyes too blue. She closed hers to block them out.

Later, they would lay the blame on each other. In truth, it was an even deal.

Her lips were cold. She still shook, he noticed, and he applied more pressure to the soft kiss. Eventually the shivering stopped, eventually her lips grew warm.

The fireworks stopped, and Enzan remembered to breathe again. He was surprised at the effort it took.

"Enzan..." She didn't realize she had said it. Her eyes were still closed. He leaned closer; to say something, to kiss her again, he didn't know.

"Enzan! Yaito-chan!"

They jerked apart. Netto called again, and without looking at each other, they stood, and still ignoring each other, left.

It was their first kiss.