SuperPunk

Mikado eyed his friend curiously. "What? Not extravagant enough for you?" he joked. Mikado let go of Kida's hand and smiled. "Yeah. This is it." He yawned and stretched a bit. When he opened his eyes, he felt a wave of exhaustion come over him. He brought a hand to his face and rubbed his eye. "Man... I didn't know I was so tired..."

All Mikado could do was smile. "Heh. Thanks, Masaomi." He looked to the sky once more before looking at his watch. 8:30? Oh no... He had to get home... Shyly, he pulled the sleeve of Kida's sweater and looked at him nervously through his lashes. "Kida-kun? Can you...walk me home..?" (OMG UKE FACE )

Mikado let out a small smile. "Nothing, really. It's just that...It feels so good to be around you again, Masaomi. It's been so long... I had almost forgotten what it was like to have a friend. Sorry if I sound cheesy. I'm just saying what's in my heart... After not seeing you for so long, it warms my heart to know that were friends again." Mikado looked to Kida, longingly. "We're still friends right?"

"But... It's just... beautiful. In my opinion, I'm glad I came..." He sat down on the concrete looking to the sky now. Why was he so pensive when he was with Kida? If they were friends, they were supposed to have playful conversations about girls or cars or something. Mikado decided to change the subject. "Come. Sit down." he said, motioning to the spot next to him.

Mikado laughed. It felt good, laughing with Kida. Just like old times, it seemed. The black haired boy leaned against the rail and looked at the lights adoringly. He thought it was all so amazing. It looked fantastic. Like stars and comets below them. Like they were higher than anything... "I'm jealous of you, Masaomi..."

Mikado smirked and laughed once. Quickly, he sighed and let go of Kida, slightly pushing him in the process. He smiled an innocent smile and turned to the blonde boy. "I'm only teasing!" He laughed gaze fixated on the neon lights below.

Mikado blushed. He decided to get some payback on Kida. Mikado grabbed the collar of Kida's shirt and pulle him close. He slid a hand on his mouth. Mikado whispered in his ear. "Kida-kun? Stop talking all high and mighty...." (failpost)

Mikado was silent. He saw glittering lights and they pulled him. Like a moth to a flame... With a dazed look, he peered down at the city. All the neon lights amazed him. It seemed croweded when he looked down but when he looked back to Kida, it was Kida and only Kida... "Kida-kun... It's..." Mikado was speechless.

Mikado bit his lip. He was terrified of heights.... He just told himself he'd look nowhere but up. As he began to climb, he found out that that was a hard thing to do, considering Kida's backside was in his face. Mikado gulped hard and blushed, sucking it up. Worth the climb? He didn't think so... Or maybe he did. He sighed once and said, with a nervous tone, "We better be close, Kida-kun." ( I had to add that 'kun' in there )

As Mikado let go of Kida's face, his hands hovered there for a bit, taking in Kida's eyes and playful grin. He was obviously in pain. The way his eyebrow was twitching. He shook his head as he thought. ' Idiot.' "We're here? And what exactly IS here?"

Mikado pushed through one more person and took a step back when he saw Kida fall. Luckily, it didn't look like it was a fatal hit to the head. He kneeled down slowly next to Kida and furrowed his eyebrows. After inching closer to his face, Mikado put a hand around Kida's forehead and smiled apologetically.. "Are you okay? You shouldn't run like that. Knowing you, you'd bump into worse things."

(That made me smile ) Mikado was left there totally blank. It took him a second to process what had happened. When he did, he put a hand to his ear and blushed madly. "K-KIDA! WAIT!" After his plan of reaching his hand out to grab Kida's failed, he frowned. Mikado ran toward his friend, pushing through crowds of people. This was crazy. Kida was crazy. He, himself, was crazy. The way his heart was beating was crazy...

Mikado slowed down and slowly slid his arm away from Kida. He held the boy's fingers loosely but then they slided away. As they fell to Mikado's side, he thought. What did he want to do..? When he figured it out, he smiled and turned to his friend again. "Let's go somewhere cool with lots of city lights. Or somewhere quiet where we can just talk?" This was where Mikado couldn't decide. A fun, exciting time, or a quiet but calming time?

(Oh Kida.) Mikado rolled his eyes again and laughed nervously. Then, he realized that they were supposed to do something. Mikado would break out of his shell once more. Just for Kida. "Stop being an airhead and let's go!" He joked, running on the sidewalk and pulling Kida with him.

( Turned on? And thank you owo You make one he'll of a Kida ) Taking notice of how he was acting, he turned back to his normal self. Blushing slightly, he softened his grip on Kida. Now, he was only holding onto the sleeve of Kida's sweater. "Sorry. It's just... I want to spend as much time with you as possible.. Only you."

Masaomi Magic..? Mikado frowned. He didn't want to talk to those girls after what they said... Instead, Mikado took Kida's hand in his forcfully and started to walk in the other direction. "No. Let's keep going. You need to show me around not flirt with women." Mikado said in a voice thy clearly didn't belong to him.

Mikado felt Kida's fingers slip through his but he was too fascinated to care. Mouth gape, he looked around and saw a girl whispering in another girl's ear. He heard something that sounded like, "shouldn't be doing that in public"... Mikado then realized they were holding hands. He blushed furiously and stammered. "K-Kida! Is it really okay for you to d-do that..?"

Mikado flinched when he smelled the air of the city. It smelled of gasoline and..... well, more gasoline. After a few breaths, he got accustomed to it and wondered if it was a health hazard to live in someplace like this. Mikado tried to bring his hand to pry Kida's fingers off, but he was too distracted by the lights. Unconsciously, Makido's fingers rested on Kida's as he stared at the city lights. "Amazing.." he breathed.

Mikado smiled. " Mikado Ryuganime is happy to accompany you." He said. Kida was never good at jokes but jut to be polite, the shy boy played along with him to make his friend happy. "But... It's getting dark....You dont think we'll get attacked by gang members...do you..?" Mikado asked, putting his arms in a defensive position.

Mikado smiled. It was just like Kida to act like that. He didn't like physical contact but having his friends arm around him made him get a warm feeling inside. Quickly, Mikado wiggled away and smiled nervously, a slight blush on his cheeks. "So....where do we go?"

Mikado perked up, blushing. He shook his head and laughed nervously. Same old Kida. "You haven't changed a bit..." Mikado said, punching Kida's arm playfully. "Except for your hair of course. Can't believe you dyed it." He liked it though he would never say it to Kida. He'd just make a big deal out of a compliment like that.

Mikado felt a presence.... an..eerie presence... He looked to his right and there was a boy who gave him a shock that ran up his spine. Not the bad kind, however. The kind that surges up to make a happy smile on your face. "Kida? Is...Is that you..?!"

(Lucky. My iPod is a betch at the mall. D: ) Mikado took a step forward, accidentally crashing into a man with a rather large suitcase. He jumped, surprised and embarrassed. "P-pardon me!" He stammered, bowing. The man, however, just walked away without a glance at Mikado. Clearly flustered, he leaned back and was comforted by a column supporting him from behind. This wasn't like his old home....

(A pleasure. And it's okay ) Seeing Kida again was one of the most nervewracking things Mikado had to do. He felt his heart pounding in his chest and he gripped the stap of his messenger bag tightly with trembling hands. He had only spoken to Kida in chats since they were separated. To know that he's see his best friend again after so long made him shake. However, thinking about the many great times they had urged that small smile on his face.

You're such a Christian. /shot I like it