Rating: K

Couple: Leon & Priss

Disclaimer: I don't own Bubblegum Crisis

Probably

A Bubblegum Crisis Fanfic

By: BleedingAngel

He stood silently against the door frame, his eyes not once leaving her as she sung. He was watching her, it was becoming a sad little ritual for them. Lifting the forgotten drink to his lips, he was disappointed by the taste of watery cheap whiskey, swirling the cup several times, he downed the rest of it.

"What now?" An all to familiar voice called out to him, just feet away. "Well?"

He smiled to himself. "Came to see you." He placed the cup on the edge of the bar's counter.

She wiped the back of her hand against her sweaty forehead. "Wouldn't doubt it McNichol." She flicked her jacket over her shoulder, tired and close to being dead on her feet. "Well you gonna offer me a ride or what?"

He cocked a brow before crossing his arms in front of his chest. "Where's your ride?"

Cocking her head to the side she shrugged. "Shop."

"Still?"

"Probably." She smirked. "So how 'bout it?"

Leon uncrossed his arms, and slipped his fingers into his jean pockets. "Let's go Priss." Her fingers were already at the door knob, he could still feel the heat of her passing body as they walked out to his car.

"You know the way?" It was a subtle question on her part.

He closed his door before sticking the key in the ignition and bringing the car to life. "Yeah I know."

Silence swept over them, both glad it was a comfortable silence. She lazily reached a hand out to the radio only for it to be stopped by his.

"Don't touch my radio Asagiri." Leon's tone was dead serious.

Priss laughed to herself, shaking his hand from hers, she reached again. "I'm turning it up killer."

He quickly glanced at her embarrassed. "Oh."

"Yeah," She trailed off leaning her head back into the headrest. "Tell me when we get there." She said her eyes drifting slowly shut.

Lean smiled softly. "Sure." He took this as his cue to let up on the gas and take his time getting her home. "Priss?'

Her head turned in his direction, eyes parting slightly. "Yeah?"

"You up for this again tomorrow?" He asked glancing from her to the road, waiting with baited breath for her answer.

"Probably." She whispered, her lips twisting into a sleepy smirk.

He grinned. "I'll look forward to it."

FIN

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Author's Note: I love writing pointless fluff don't you just love reading it, haha…

Love Lots,

Bleeding