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.:Kiku's POV:.
Another night of walking home at a late hour. I'd been invited/forced to come to one of Alfred's parties he held often, and really hadn't wanted to end up spending the night, so I'd snuck out while he was busy with something else and not paying attention. I didn't particularly mind though, I rather enjoyed taking walks, even though it was at least midnight by now.

I turned a corner of the street, then paused as I heard strange noises coming from an alleyway a few feet down from where I stood. Now, I know walking into an alley at this time of night isn't a good idea, considering all the things that could possibly happen, but I couldn't help but want to know what those strange noises were exactly. I could hear lots of yelling and screaming, many breaking sounds, and lots of thunking sort of noises. I quickly hustled to the edge of the alley, peering inside to see what the ruckus was. In the alley were four men, one of them being much smaller than the other three, and they seemed to be in a three-against-one fight against the short one. What was most surprising was that the little one seemed to be winning. It was only about a minute of watching the short one destroy them when the three chickened out of the fight, scrambling away in a mess of tears and screams of profanity. They fled past me, where I could see all the damage done to them, one of them even limping pretty badly as they ran. I watched them run away, disappearing out of view, then looking back at the remaining boy. He had waited until their screams had faded away before chuckling.

"Wimps." He muttered. Suddenly his legs gave out and he fell to the ground, making me panic a little. I ran over to him quickly, kneeling down beside him and turning him over to check for any serious injuries. It was much easier to see him now that he was close up, but I still had to strain my eyes to see clearly. There appeared to be nothing too serious, just a couple cuts and bruises, so it was possible he had simply passed out from exhaustion. I found myself examining his features after I'd checked him thoroughly. He looked very youthful, and...how to say it...cute. His hair was short and (h/c), with a baseball cap of some sort topping it, and a hoodie on that seemed too big on his figure, making it look rather baggy on him. He most certainly did not look like a delinquint of any sort, or a fighter. I jumped as his eyes suddenly snapped open, looking directly at me. They were a very beautiful (e/c) hue, and I felt myself blush at the sight of them. Wait...why was I blushing? This was a guy we were talking about!

"A-Are you alright?" I managed at ask, my voice shaking slightly. He continued to stare up at me for awhile, causing me to become very uncomfortable.

"Yeah, I'm fine. If anything I did more damage to those brutes." He assured, sitting himself up. "Could you believe those idiots tried picking a fight with me just for a laugh? Thought I was an easy target, with how weak I look. Well, I sure showed them!" The boy gave out a hearty laugh at the last line. It was such a cute laugh, I felt myself heat up again. I half heartedly attempted to laugh along, though it pretty much failed. He stopped after a moment, turning back to face me again, his eyes glinting in the pale light emanating from a lamp post close by. I just hoped he couldn't see me or my red face too well in it.

"So," he began with a smile. "Who are you?"

"Ah, my name is Kiku Honda, it's a pleasure to meet you." I introduced, bowing to him out of habit. He gave out another laugh as I did so.

"Whoa, you're a polite one! My name is (boy name), nice to meet you too Kiku!" (b/n) introduced as well with a playful grin adoring his face, extending his hand out towards me. I stared at for a moment, puzzled, before realizing that he was trying to shake my hand. In Japan, the country I'd lived in about a year ago before moving to America, we never shook hands in formal introductions, so the act still seemed rather strange to me. I hesitated before slowly reaching our and taking his hand lightly. His hand was so warm, and his touch felt nice against my skin. AGH! Why was I thinking these things? It was just another man, one that I'd just met at that!

He squeezed my hand, making me blush again at the unexpected action, then pulled away, letting out a soft sigh.

"Well, I best be leaving. It's late, and I should probley get home soon. It was nice meeting you Kiku, maybe we'll run into each other again someday." He told me with a sad smile, like he was really going to miss me. I felt sad at the news as well. Did he really have to leave so soon?

Why was I feeling this way towards him?

(b/n) stood himself up, taking a moment to gain his balance once he was on his feet, then waving to me goodbye. He turned around, took one step, and suddenly collapsed again. I panicked again and scooted over to him quickly, helping him back into a seating position. He was grimacing now, and looking rather confused.

"What happened?" I inquired, checking his leg for any injuries I might've missed.

"I don't know, I tried walking and lots if pain suddenly shot through my ankle, then it went limp and I fell again. Maybe I sprained it when I kicked one of those guys in the face..." He replied, more of talking to himself on the last line, then gave out an exasperated sigh. "Now how am I supposed to get home?"

I gave him a look of pity. Was there possibly anyway I could help him?

"Perhaps I could help you get home?" I suggested after some thought. (b/n) stared at me for a bit, and I found myself staring back. It seemed as if his eyes had the ability to put me into a trance of some sort, it was very strange.

"Alright, I guess that would work, if you don't mind that is." He responded after a bit. I shook my head.

"Not at all." I got up and helped him to stand up, wrapping his arm around my neck for balance. He told me where he lived, which I was surprised to find was not far from my own home, and we headed off in that direction.

(b/n) turned out to be quite a talker, but it wasn't too bad since the topics he talked about were actually interesting. I couldn't stop thinking about him though, especially with how close he was to me. I know I was just helping him, but it was still rather uncomfortable. In Japan, there wasn't a lot of physical contact with others there either, so I'd gotten used to having my space, and contact like this was still unsettling for me. It was strange though. Despite this, some part of me actually liked being so close to him. He was very warm, and his touch felt nice. I'd never felt this way around anyone before, especially not another male, or one I'd just met at that. Was there really something wrong with me? I wasn't even sure anymore.

The walk felt like a very short one. Too short. I became sad again when (b/n) got my attention, notifying me that we were at our destination. I helped him up to the front door, where he stopped me suddenly.

"My parents are most likely asleep, so lets try to be as quiet as possible, Mkay?" He whispered. I was puzzled for a moment before realizing that of course I'd have to help him get inside and settle down.

"Shouldn't we let them know you're here though? And more importantly that you have a sprained ankle?" I questioned, gesturing to his ankle as I said it. He waved his hand as if blowing it off.

"It'll be fine, I don't want disturb them at this hour. I'll tell them in the morning, no big deal." He replied. I gave out a small sigh. It was a big deal, I was worried about him. It was his decision though I guess, so I pushed the matter aside and pulled the door open as softly as I could manage, leading him inside and seating him down on a nearby couch, then sitting myself down next to him to rest for a bit.

"Thanks Kiku." He said after shifting around to get comfortable. I gave him a nod as I looked around. He was right when guessing his parents must've been asleep, because I wasn't seeing them anywhere. Then again, the only light that was actually there was the natural light coming from the moon shining in on us through the wide open window directly ahead of where we sat. I glanced at (b/n), noticing he'd been staring at me again, and quickly turned away again to avoid blushing again. It was too late though. I heard him chuckle softly at my reaction.

"You know, you're a good guy Kiku. Not like a lot of guys I've met before anyways." He commented quietly. I felt the couch shift slightly, and noticed that he'd moved much closer to me, sending another blush through me. What was he doing?

"W-Well, you're a good guy too." I responded, meeting his eyes slowly. He smiled at this.

"Hm...that's good..." He whispered, barely able to be heard. He moved even closer so that now he was pressed against my side, his face just inches away from my own. His eyes had sent me into another trance, with the way they they shone in the moonlight. I couldn't move, couldn't breathe, it felt as if the whole world had stopped and it was just the two of us, here in this room.

"I've fallen for you, Kiku."

I froze as a soft pair of lips met my own. (b/n) was...kissing me? What was going on, why was he kissing a complete stranger? More importantly, why was I letting him kiss me? In any normal situation I would've panicked and pushed him away, yet I couldn't right now. More like I didn't want to though. His lips were so warm and soft, it felt wonderful. I kissed him back finally, unable to resist anymore. I felt his arms wrap around my waist, pulling me closer to him as we kissed each other, neither one if us wanting to break apart. It was awhile before we did, both of us gasping for air afterwards. I looked at him again, seeing him look at me as well and giving me a warm smile. I returned the smile, and he grinned at it.

"You look so much cuter when you smile." He whispered, causing me to heat up again.

"Um, (b/n)-san...are you..." I started, trying to figure how to say it exactly.

"No, I'm not gay." He interrupted my thought process simply. I looked at him, confused.

"But we just..."

"Yes, we did just make out, but I'm not gay." He repeated, giving me a playful grin. I felt so confused. If he was male, and I was male, and we had just kissed, wouldn't that mean...?

"Kiku." (b/n) turned my head to face his, giving me a very serious look.

"I'm a girl."

I just stared at him, my mind completely blank. He was...a she? A girl? Female? What?
I heard (b/n) chuckle at whatever face I must've been making at that moment.

"My real name is _____. I'm actually a girl, but I've always looked and acted just like a boy, so I figured I'd just pretend to be one. You know, like crossdress. Heck, I even changed my name to sound more like a guys! Don't worry, it always seems to shock people who don't know." ______ explained simply. "It's a lot more fun being a boy than being a girl in my opinion, makes me feel more free for some reason."

I was still speechless. The guy named (b/n) I'd know this whole time had really been a girl named _____? That made me feel a bit relieved to be honest, knowing that I hadn't fallen for a guy after all. Now that I think about it though, I think I would've fallen for her no matter what gender she was.

"So do you not like me anymore, now that you know who I really am?" She snickered, bringing me back to reality. "Or maybe you never liked me in the first place."

"N-No, I did like you! I...do like you." I stuttered, meeting her eyes again. "It's just very hard to believe your really a female..."

"So what, you want proof? Alright." She said, and took off her hoodie and shirt before I could stop her to reveal a tight vest underneath, then unzipping it halfway to show signs of her breasts. I felt myself blush madly and turned away quickly.

"O-O-Okay, I-I believe you now! Just c-cover yourself back up please, it's inappropriate!" I stammered panickedly, attempting to keep my voice down. She just stifled a laugh and zipped back up, throwing her stuff back on then hugging me suddenly, making me blush more.

"You really aren't like any guy I've heard of before, it's so cute!" She giggled.

"There are some good men in this world you know..." I mumbled, glancing at her. She gave me a warm smile.

"I know that now." She whispered. She pulled away from me and rubbed the back of her head. "Sorry about being so direct, I tend to act before I think and it gets me in trouble a lot."

"It's okay, I forgive you." I assured her, giving her a smile. She returned it and leaned over, giving me a kiss on my cheek.

"Thanks for caring for me, and accepting me for who I am." She said quietly, resting her head onto my shoulder. I just let out a happy sigh and petted her head lightly, feeling myself smiling again.

"Of course I would, _____."
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.: One week later :.

I glanced at the time. 1:40. She was late. I let out a small sigh, bending my head to look at the sky, which was beautifully blue and clear, perfect for a day out.

_____ and I had started dating not long after the night I found her, and today was going to be our first date. We had decided on going to the movie theater, a decision made by _____ that I didn't mind, and had chose a nearby park to meet up at. The only problem was that she was at least 10 minutes late, and I was beginning to worry that something may have happened to her.

"Kiku! I'm here!" A voice called out, the voice belonging to _____ herself. I breathed a sigh or relief and glanced around, looking for her. I spotted her running towards me, just a few feet away, and I felt my heart skip a beat at the sight if her. She was wearing a very cute, femaine, ruffled top that was a simple white color, and a pair of navy blue short shorts, along with some brown laced-up boots on her feet.

Too cute!

______ stopped in front if me, kneeling over slightly and attempting to catch her breath.

"I'm sorry I'm late, mom was trying to gussy me up more than need be." She apoligized hastily. Once she caught her breath she looked up into my eyes, giving me a puzzled look after a moment. "What's wrong? Your face is all red." She stated, reaching out a hand to touch my burning cheek. I pulled out of my trance as she touched me.

"N-Nothing's wrong, you just look...very cute." I stammered. She pulled away, giving me a shy smile and looking down at her feet.

"Really?" She asked quietly. I nodded, and she looked back up at me, still holding a shy smile. "Thanks, it's our first date so I wanted to, you know, look more like a girl...for you..."

I smiled and gave her a light hug, her returning it after a second.

"That's very considerate if you. I like you either way though, whether you're a girl or boy it doesn't change who you are." I assured her. She chuckled, pulling back and giving me a soft kiss.

"Thank you, Kiku."