"Who was your first kiss, Sin?"

Boastful as always, the purple-haired high-schooler replied, "Well, Sharrkan, I'm glad you asked. The answer is a long and strange story involving me, a goat, and a barrel..."

Sharrkan, amazed by the story's ending, exclaimed, "No way that could've happened!"

"I would only expect it from Sinbad," Hinahoho responded with a grin.

"Definitely," Yamuraiha added, twirling her fingers through her hair with a face that expressed how unimpressed she was.

"It's still strange though, right Spartos?" Pisti said with a giggle, elbowing the taller red-head next to her.

"That's the least of it," Spartos answered calmly.

"Lady-killer," Masrur mumbled to himself.

"I agree," Drakon whispered to his friend in return.

"What about your first kiss, Ja'far?" Sinbad asked, turning to one of the more quiet ones of the group of friends.

"I haven't had a first kiss," the silver-haired teenager responded, characteristically business-like as he usually was.

"Really? Not even with that girl chasing you around?" Yamuraiha questioned her friend, now interested in the formerly boring conversation.

"What girl?" Ja'far asked, surprised.

"That just shows how oblivious you are!" Pisti shouted with a laugh, "Kougyoku Ren has been basically stalking us for the past month!"

"I thought that was because of me!" Sinbad exclaimed with a pout.

"She couldn't care less about you. It's obvious she likes Ja'far," Yamuraiha answered with a dismissive wave, causing Sinbad to pout even more, if that was possible.

"You really think so?" Ja'far asked. "I haven't noticed."

"You must be blind then," Sharrkan teased, grinning mischievously.

"Yeah, even this idiot noticed," Yamuraiha added.

"What did you just call me?" Sharrkan said angrily, glaring at Yamuraiha. Both started yelling at each other instantly. With everyone watching the loud verbal fight, no one noticed as Sinbad and Ja'far kept walking, used to their two friends and their arguments.

"You really haven't kissed anyone?" Sinbad questioned curiously, watching Ja'far's face carefully for a reaction.

"Well, it's just… I've been waiting for the right person, I guess," Ja'far admitted, a light pink blush forming on his face.

"Okay. And who's the right person?" Sinbad continued lightly and cautiously.

"Umm…" The blush darkened shade by shade.

"C'mon, who is it?"

"Well… he's-"

"He?"

If Ja'far's face could turn anymore red, he would literally turn into a tomato. "Yeah…"

"Good."

"Sin, what do you-"

Ja'far was cut off by the sudden kiss. He was even more surprised when Sinbad drew away just as quickly and said, "It was me, right?" Ja'far only nodded. Sinbad smiled.

"Good."