A/N: Christmas fic for Pyro the Phoenix. She requested Kida getting jealous of Mikado's fangirling about Celty and thinking learning to ride a motorcycle is the obvious solution to his problems... Uuuuum... It's short, but I think it's okay. Merry Christmas, Sensei~! : )

Kida put his hands over Mikado's forearms where they crossed against his stomach for a moment before he pushed off the curb. Mikado's terrified shout of "Masaomi!" and his own peels of laughter were lost in the roar of the motor as Kida pushed the little black and yellow motorcycle to weave faster through cars and intersections.

Mikado's face buried in his neck as they whipped around corners, thighs flexed around his hips when the bike swung into an alley, and fingers tightened around the thin cotton t-shirt fisted in trembling hands as they jerked to a stop.

"Masaomi, what was that!" Mikado scrambled to get off the motorcycle.

"Well…" Kida looked sheepish as he put up the kickstand and straddled the bike. "You've been…talking about Celty-san a lot lately, and you said something about thinking her motorcycle was cool. So… I thought…"

"You thought what?" Mikado seemed angry now. He was frowning and his arms were crossed.

"So I thought maybe if I did it… Well…" He pushed his hair back. "It doesn't matter what I thought, but you've got to admit it, Mikado…" Kida got off the bike and took a step towards Mikado, reaching out to the smaller boy. "You on the back of a motorcycle, riding behind me… That's really hot!" Kida looped his arms around Mikado's waist quickly and pulled him into a hug, nuzzling under his jaw and neck.

"Masaomi!"