Yesterday's weather was rather cold. In fact, it was colder than usual. And of all days, Oshitari Yuushi just had to forget his jacket.

"It's the coldest day of the year Yuushi!" sneered Gakuto as he ran beside Oshitari during practice.

"I've noticed Gakuto..." he replied.

"How forgetful can a tensai get, ah--n?"

"Don't rub it in Atobe..." Oshitari replied with an annoyed tone.

Forgetfulness

Sure enough, 4 hours after morning practice Oshitari was feeling unwell.

"Baka!" a soft hand hit him softly on his back

"Oie... Itai na, " he coughed with his tensai dialect

raised an eyebrow and sat down beside the navy-haired boy.

"So tell me, Yuushi. How could a person like you forget your own stuff?" she teased.

Oshitari coughed again and pushed up his glasses. He was rather tired of the regulars teasing him about the incident already.

"Let's forget this 'Forgetful me' issue and let me see your pretty legs, aye?" he replied with a smirk.

"Don't try to change the subject dear Yuushi~" spoke in a sing song voice.

"Awww... Come on. Can't you just lift your skirt up a bit so I can have a better view?" Oshitari edged closer.

"Hentai!" and he was hit yet again by her.

"Oie! That's twice today!"

rolled her eyes.

"Okay... So you didn't deserve the first one but the second one you did!" she raised her hand and showed a peace sign before sticking her tongue out at him.

Oshitari coughed again and sneezed too. felt sorry for her boyfriend and went over to give him a hug.

"Why don't you go home, Yuushi? You don't look too well..." she said lovingly, her eyes softening.

Oshitari nodded and smile at the girl.

"Alright... Now you go back to class. You're going to be late!"

"Ya, ya... Okay"

The next morning, Oshitari wasn't feeling any better, so his mother insisted that he stay at home.

The bespectacled boy sighed as he lay down on his bed. He has to miss his tennis practice today. A few minutes passed slowly, he drifted back into slumber.

Approximately 12 minutes after he fell asleep, the door bell rang. Oshitari cracked an eye open. Why wasn't anyone answering the door?

"Aiee... How could I forget? Okaasan went out to work..." grumbled Oshitari as he dragged himself out of bed and down the stairs.

As soon as he opened the door, a cheery voice rang into his ears.

"Ohayou Yuushi!"

Oshitari stepped back and blinked.

"? What in the world are you doing here?"

"I came to take care of you! See?" smiled the girl as she pointed to a plastic bag filled with vegetables and meat.

The boy invited the girl in, "You shouldn't skip school, just for me..."

"It's my will dearie..." smiled the girl as she glanced at what the he was wearing.

Oshitari was clad in a pair of baggy jeans and a half-buttoned, almost see-through shirt. 's cheeks went pink. Oshitari is a sexy boy and he is very sexy now indeed.

Seeing his girlfriend's blushing face, he edged closer and breathed into her ear.

"Like what you see?"

hesitated to reply and a soft 'yes' slipped from her mouth and she blushed even more.

"You know, you should change into one of my shirts and wear a pair of shorts. It'll definitely make you sexier and it'll expose your sexy legs to me..." purred the tall boy.

The girl whacked him on the arm and pouted.

"Go and rest Yuushi..." she said turned her heels to walk to the kitchen

Reaching his hands out, he hugged the girl from behind and pulled her toward him.

"I don't want to"

"Mou, Yuushi... Go read a book or something okay?" wriggled out from his grasp and patted him softly on his head before entering the kitchen.

Watching his girlfriend slowly disappear into the kitchen, he let out a soft sigh and sat himself on the sofa in front of the television.

is a good cook and Oshitari loved her cooking.

While cutting the vegetables, she suddenly slipped and cut her finger instead.

"Gah! I'm suck a dork!" said as she dropped the knife onto the cutting board.

Oshitari rushed to her quickly and sucked on her bleeding finger.

stared at the boy for a while...

"Ne, Yuushi... That isn't necessary. You can stop now..."

The boy still continued to suck on it, until he felt the blood stop coming out from the wound.

He touched the wound on her finger softly.

"It's just a small cut, Yuushi. It's no big deal..."

The navy-haired boy smiled warmly and held closer to him. He placed a soft kiss on her forehead and whispered, "A wound is still a wound... And I want to make sure my ohime-sama is alright..."

Warm tears begin to build inside 's eyes. She smiled and dug her face onto his chest and Oshitari held her tighter.

"Arigatou, Yuushi-oujisama..."

-Owari-

Marishka [11/03/2005]

Edited by Anon