#smth smth emiko's “he eats sm more when there are others around him”

[dnangelic]

for him , she says , and his expression immediately shifts --- his lips curl into a small smile and he flutters his lashes at her , first innocently then exaggerated with playful purpose , his heart fluttering just a little with ... but not too much .

' you sure know how to spoil . ' it's a tongue-in-cheek remark . he knows that sakura , across all sorts of fronts , was as utterly hopeless as she was oblivious . but she still had the sort of sincerity that sometimes pierced through every smoke-and-mirror barrier , through the thorny nettle forest until it reached his very heart .

he says nothing more as sakura staggers backwards and fast stumbles over her own words . his posture adjusts itself : a cheek ends up pushed into the center of his cold , smooth palm . ' i'll keep eating as long as you keep feeding me . ' the twinkle in his eye is awfully expectant . ' is it wrong to want to try out something new every once in a while , too ? '

it wouldn't have surprised him to end up chided for trying to answer a question with another question , but it was the truth .

' some people are fine with sticking to what they know for the rest of their lives , but i think that gets boring . the more things you try , the more things you can say that you like or dislike --- it's the experience that's the most valuable to me . ' sure , there might have been a few other reasons . things like making sure his --- daisuke's body didn't end up collapsing , or wanting an excuse to loiter around in public for once , but they all felt like excuses in the face of his truest desire , which was to simply spend what precious time he was allowed and allotted with the other .

with sakura ; someone he not only knew and could recognize but trusted .

' besides , something like this every once in a while between us isn't so bad , right ? ' the spoon arrives , and another lyre-chord hum leaves his throat as he opens his mouth , flashes his teeth , and takes his gentle bite . ' i don't get an appetite unless i'm with another person . if you left , or if you weren't here from the start , i wouldn't have bothered at all with something like this . '

She knows she’s bein’ baited for fun. She knows it. Still, though, she growls, “Grrr, ya better not be, dammit, or I won’t feed ya nothin’ ever again!”

Her frown turns itself into a full-blown scowl for a quick second; not that she’s one to think he’d use any’a the ways for any genuine malice against’er—and it ain’t like he’s ever really been cruel to her, either—it ain’t like a warning ever killed nobody. It’s not like this’ the first time she’s gotten after him, in particular, for some shit like this, anyway, so she figures it’s all fine.

“But no I don’t.” Still snappin’, she pulls both herself and the spoon back when he’s done with it; setting the latter against the rim of the jelly’s plate so she can rub at her free hand’s wrist, too (she didn’t throw’erself back, at least, but his cold-ass hands always leave’er with goosebumps, and she hates it—hates that she has to rub his touch away at all, too), her scowl levels out into a bonafide pout. “It’s for you, anyway, so it wasn’t like I was plannin’ on it in the first place.”

His description of it all doesn’t help, though; it isn’t a bad one, really, she’s just not a big fan of either of those things. Her incident with mizu yokan, especially, still kinda pisses her off...

Not that they need’a go talkin’ about all that, though.

“Ya better eat it all ‘cause’a that, yanno.” She adds on after a second. Then, as a beat passes; “N-not because I said so or nothin’, I just—I dunno who the hell else’d eat it if you don’t...

“But, hey—why’d ya wanna try it so damn bad, anyway?”

‘s just genuine curiousity, now, since he’d made a fuss about it enough that they came out just for it; and, sure, she’d been the one to talk about it herself after she tried it with a certain team leader, and it wasn’t anything special to any other fuss he’s made before, but she figures she may as well ask just to know. Warnin’im ain’t a harm, and neither’s askin’ something like this, either, she’s pretty sure, so What the hell, yanno?

(Also, she’s pretty sure there’s some kinda somethin’ about learnin’ the wants and interests of the people in her life, or somethin’, but...)

Since answerin’ the question’s all on whatever he decides to do, Haruka’s already let go’a herself and grabbed the spoon again, running it through the dessert to raise back up to his face (all prior protests for nothin’, it seems...).

“Here, though,” and despite her quick-temper and the way she huffs this out, she’s just about cooled back down again. “‘s another one, so open up.”