Christmas was over and they were busy at Shinji's house, finishing their holiday assignments before a new term in university began again. Kamio twisted his finger around the pen, watching it twirl from joint to joint. At least he was attempting to look interested in his work, unlike a certain tensai who sat in bed and languidly perused the latest tennis news in a sports magazine.

The pen skipped once, twice. Who really cared about schoolwork when daydreaming was more interesting anyway. Once he had gotten over the part of his memories where he wanted to die of frustration, it was bizarrely...fascinating just thinking about how Fate tended to throw all sorts of obstacles in his way.

What the hell? He was bored anyway.

"Will you date me?"

"Sure, why not?" Shinji replied pleasantly.

"Oh, okay then – WHAT?" he choked abruptly, sucking in a deep breath. Nothing had gone wrong! Nothing was disastrous with his declaration this time; there were no breaking tables, no threatening chefs, no cats, no cakes, no earthquakes or thunderbolts that threw themselves in his way!

Kamio groaned aloud. It totally figured that the ONE time he succeeded, had him sounding bored out of his flipping mind. Shinji was still looking so generally contented with life in general that he was really starting to freak out. Did he misunderstand? Was there a problem with his pronunciation?

"What's wrong?" Shinji glanced up at him. "You asked, and I answered. Unless of course you didn't really want me to agree, and now you're trying your hardest to think of a way to let me down gently."

"NO! Obviously that's not it, but why the hell are you so calm about everything? It'd be nice to have you look at least half as freaked out as I am about this!"

"…I do not understand you at all. You asked me out, took me to nice places, went on countless dates with me, and only now, do you start shouting at me to be excited and all. It's not even like we've not known each other for only the past 6 years. You've been asking me out on dates for the past few months, so I don't really think I'm the one who's missing something in the sequence of events here…"

Kamio gaped.

"YOU KNEW WE WERE DATING?!"

"Of course I knew. Why else would you have dragged me out to all those restaurants and movies you didn't even like? Come to think of it, you don't speak French, and you hate romantic shows! You mean we weren't dating? Really, what have we been doing all this time then?"

Kamio felt like burying himself in a hole somewhere in the ground to die. Peacefully. Alone.

END CHAPTER

A/N: It's finally completed! I'm pretty awful at happy stuff, so I hope this was alright for everyone!