Title: Instinct
Disclaimer: They don't belong to me, don't sue.

It was pure instinct that made Saonji turn his head. It had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that it was Student Council President Touga who called out, "Saonji, look over here!" He would've looked if it had anyone else. It was merely instinct. FLASH!

Saonji decided that instinct sucked.

"Hey!"

Touga moved the camera aside to smile at the green-haired council member.

"Come on, Saonji, you can do better than that."

"What do you think you're doing, Touga?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Touga chuckled. "I'm taking pictures."

Saonji frowned, turning his head.

"Well, take them somewhere else."

"Come now, Saonji. Who better to take a picture of than you?"

Saonji looked back at him, surprised by the comment, even though he figured he was only teasing.

FLASH!

"Touga, what the hell—" Saonji blinked rapidly, momentarily blinded by the light.

"Saonji, you didn't smile. You're supposed to smile when you take pictures."

The redhead playboy walked over to him and put his arm around his shoulder, holding the camera level to his face with one hand.

"Give us a smile," he said.

Saonji only scowled further.

"You can do better than that," Touga teased.

His free hand reached over to tug up on the corner of Saonji's mouth, resulting in an oddly comical expression on his face. Saonji smacked the hand away.

"Knock it off, Touga!"

Touga's hand returned to his face, only gently this time. He brought his fingers underneath his chin, turning Saonji to face him.

"Don't be so mean, Saonji. All I want is a picture."

Saonji opened his mouth to reply, and was cut off when Touga pressed their lips together in a sudden, smooth kiss. Saonji resisted at first, but Touga's arm was gripping him tightly. After a moment, he succumbed to the kiss. Instinctively, mind you. He would've down that if it had been anyone else.

FLASH!

Touga pulled back, releasing Saonji and waving the camera in a taunting manner.

"I think that will make a very nice picture, don't you?"