Hikari wasn't quite sure what she was getting herself into when she became friends with the feisty blond. She never thought of the adventures or the headaches, the heartache and the laughter, the good times and the bad times. She just thought it'd be fun to have a friend like him.

"...So that's what I..." Jun stopped speaking and kept his eyes on the girl. He sat on the floor in Indian-style, pointing to some place on the map, while Hikari sat, zoned out, on the couch. "Hikari?"

She blinked. "Are you done yet?"

Jun jumped to his feet with a finger pointed to the girl, his other hand flailing at his side. "I'll fine you for not listening!"

"I was."

"Was not."

"Was to."

"Then what did I say."

Hikari diverted her eyes with a bashful smile. "You'd go make a cup of hot chocolate?"

They stared at each other for a couple seconds as if to think over who was right and who was wrong. Jun scratched his cheek. "I guess I could," he mumbled as he walked into the kitchen. Hikari let out a muffled chuckle as she squirmed into a comfortable position in the couch. Days like these were the times she liked to forget about everything and go back to being just Hikari and Jun. Just like this, it was blissful enough for her.

"Here." Jun held out the steaming mug in front of her. She didn't respond, her eyes closed and her breathing soft and rhythmic. "If you're going to fall asleep, why'd you ask me to make you hot chocolate?" He brushed a piece of blue hair out of the girl's face, his fingers over sensitive to the soft, bubbliness of her cheek.

"Mmm." Hikari wiggled her nose and snuggled back into a comfortable position, sweetly oblivious to anything outside her dreamland.

"Geez, Hikari, it's not everyday we get to spend here together like this, don't go falling asleep on me; I'll fine you for this," Jun mumbled. "What am I supposed to do with this anyways?" He held the cup up like he was showing it off for auction for everyone to see.

White fluff shot up his nose, the shock tripping him backwards on his feet. Hikari laughed, her finger covered in the whipped cream that hadn't smeared on his nose. "Looks cute."

"Cute?!" Jun blushed crimson. "I'm not cute! Don't call a man cute!" He rubbed the place on his arm where the hot chocolate had fallen on him.

"Sorry, sorry, Jun," Hikari laughed, "It's my fault. I apologize."

"You're right it's your fault, pig nose."

"Pig what?!" she screamed, jumping to her feet.

"Pig n-o-s-e. Nose."

Hikari clenched her fists. "You're lucky you're holding my hot chocolate or I'd be beating you down faster than a seviper could spot a zangoose."

"You wish."


Jun's eyes perked up. "'Hah' what?" he asked wearily.

She smirked with a small chuckle, parts of her bright teeth glimmering. "What can you do but do things super fast?"

"Well, all you want to do is sleep."

"What's wrong with sleeping? At least most people can relate to me, not your obnoxious energy hardly anyone can match. I mean, look at you! You're basically bouncing up and down. You would be if it wasn't for the hot chocolate in your hand. At least you have some self-control, right?"

It was just like this, they were just two ordinary friends having a friendly fight like normal, without pressure from other people, public opinion, without consequences or fear, it was just normal. This was how she liked it, just like this, laughing, fighting, making up and every step in between.

Jun sighed and set the mug down on the floor, and he plopped down on the couch next to her. He rested his head on her shoulder, wrapping his arms around her. "You make me tired, stupid Hikari."

"Shouldn't that be me?" she asked, a slight laugh escaping her mouth.

He looked up at her with a smirk. "Nope." Jun pecked her on the check. "You're just too cute for me to hold back with, you know?"

- The end -