Disclaimer: Flame of Recca (and its characters) belongs to Anzai Nobuyuki-sensei.
I have no beta-reader. Any grammatical and spelling errors are solely mine.
I wrote this one as a breather. This is for all ToFuu fans out there.
Warning: OOC possible.
1 - Coffee Mug
A mug filled with steaming coffee was suddenly placed in front of him.
Mikagami Tokiya looked up from his textbook to stare at the mug, then at the hand that held it, contemplating whether or not he'd pour the hot liquid to his intruder.
Who had the nerve to interrupt his precious studying time?
If it's one of his fan girls he's going to choke the life out of her, regardless of what happens to his reputation.
"You look like you could use a break." The owner of the hand that was holding the mug said. He merely raised an eyebrow when Kirisawa Fuuko sat on the chair in front of him, lips formed in an irritating smirk. She pushed the mug towards him and placed her own down on the table.
"You thought wrong."
Fuuko just smiled knowingly. She knows of course that he was getting a bit… worked up from whatever it was that he was reading. She can clearly see it on his face. Oh, she can read him… better than he ever thought she could.
"Excuse me, but why are you disturbing me?" Mikagami asked rudely as he went back to reading his hardbound book that he was now itching to throw at the monkey because she deliberately—he's aware of it, of course—interrupted him.
She twirled a lock of purple hair around her finger. "Oh, I'm sorry," Fuuko said in a sarcasm-coated voice. "I thought I was being nice. Excuse me for a moment while I whack myself on the head for thinking that you'll appreciate my concern for your—" she leveled her gaze at him. "Well-being."
"Keep your concern to yourself. I don't need it." Mikagami said in a very snide tone. It was a fact that whenever anyone tries to interrupt his precious study time, his mood turns snarkier than it already is.
He saw annoyance and dismay flashed across her dark blue eyes and he flinched inwardly at her reaction. Ok, maybe she was really concern and he was being as usual… an ass.
"Tch, once an ass… always an ass." Fuuko surprisingly voiced out his thought as she stood up from her seat. She made a grab for her mug, intending to walk away from him but his hand shot out and closed over her wrist, stalling her.
She raised both purple eyebrows at him. He grunted an 'arigatou' before reaching for the mug that she had placed in front of him, letting go of his hold on her. He brought it to his lips to take a sip. The temperature of the liquid almost scalded his tongue but other than that… it tastes good.
Fuuko bit her lip as she sat back on the chair she vacated. She brought her own to mug to her lips, drinking to hide the smile that was threatening to form on her lips.
"It's what you always order here." She said with a shrug.
"How did you know that?"
Fuuko looked surprised at the question. "I just… know. I don't have to explain everything to you ok?"
"Uh-huh," Mikagami brought the mug to his lips again for another sip. He didn't say anything else and went back to reading his book, completely ignoring the girl in front of him.
Fuuko tilted her head towards the left. The afternoon sun glinted on the heads of the students walking to and fro. The coffee shop was situated near the university's gates so she can clearly see them as they come and go.
Her eyes shifted back towards the always surly, silver-haired guy in front of her. His forehead was creased into a frown as he took in the stuff that he was reading from his textbook. He always had this look whenever he's in deep concentration. That's why she always makes it to a point to wipe that frown away whenever opportunity lets her. Even if it pisses him off.
Besides, he looks so adorable when his lips are curved into a half-smile (or a smile, but that would be too much from him) or just plain sexy when a smirk is on his lips.
Drat… she really likes him.
She sighed as she fiddled with the mug's handle. Good grief… there was no point in denying it. That's the answer to the question why she always wants to see him and be near him, even if all he does is insult, sneer and be sarcastic with her. And lately, he seemed to be much more snarky and irritated whenever she's around him.
Hell! Lately she was receiving a much colder response from him than his annoying fan girls.
And it hurts her. She just tries her best to ignore it.
She frowned a little. She was not really asking for too much. She knows that he'd never reciprocate her feelings for him. But it wouldn't kill him to be nice to her every once in a while, ne? That would actually be enough to make her really happy.
"This is a rather interesting mug." Mikagami commented suddenly, disrupting her musings.
He was examining it with an amused expression on his face and she didn't like the way his eyes are gazing at her right now. It's as if he found out her secret and couldn't stop himself from teasing her about it.
Oh shit… did he know?
He tilted the mug towards Fuuko allowing her to see the words emblazoned inside, on the bottom part.
Fuuko's face colored when she saw the words 'be mine'. There must be a mistake here. She didn't see that when she bought the mugs in the café a few minutes ago.
"Are you really asking me to be yours Fuuko?" His pale blue orbs looking straight in her own dark blue ones.
"Get a grip," Fuuko muttered as she brought her mug to her lips to gulp down what's left of her coffee, trying to hide her face from his scrutinizing gaze. "And reality check? Not everyone wants you Mikagami." She spat out the lie, trying to cover up her embarrassment and save her herself from damnation. She peered down at her now-empty mug and saw the same words in it.
"Too bad…" Mikagami said with a sigh, placing down the mug on the table. He leaned back on the chair with a smug but sexy smirk on his lips. "I would've answered yes."
And Kirisawa Fuuko nearly dropped her own mug from shock.
- The End -
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