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It's funny - I've been trying to think of something to write for this ship for the longest time, and then this pops into my head and have it written in fifteen minutes (maybe less). Also - this title is the most embarrassing sucky thing ever but I like the fic so I guess I'll have to deal with it.

She doesn't realize that she liked the way he said her name until he stops saying it.

Or, no, maybe that is not the best way to say it. It's not like he no longer speaks to her – quite the opposite. It's just, instead of hearing an enthusiastic "Gou-kun!" called out to her she'll hear a "G-…Kou-chan."

That stutter takes away so much. And it's not really like she has a right to complain. She had pushed so long on him – "Call me Kou!" – and it seems silly to miss what she wanted gone for so long.

But the enthusiasm cannot stay in his voice when he has to stop himself. The way the name sounds on his lips can't help but seem wrong, the difference so minute she should not notice it – and yet she does. Every time he stumbles over her name, she notices it.

And so even though she smiles the first few times he calls her Kou, by the second week of it she can't help but wonder why she had wanted this from him.

But it's not like she can ask him to stop after only just getting him to do what she wanted.

That being said, she doesn't know how much longer she can last with this.

And so, as he leans down one night with a "Good night, G-…Kou-chan." and a kiss good-bye she pushes against his chest to stop him and says, "I think it turns out I did like Gou better, from you."

And he smiles, one of the big Seijuurou smiles that made her first fall for him, the one that glints almost wolfishly, giving her a long kiss before walking away. He doesn't make it far down the street before once again turning around to her, his face bright with glee.

His "Good-night, Gou-kun!" echoes through the streets, and she decides she couldn't be happier.