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When Gakupo was stabbed in the hand with a fork, he had two options as to how he could have responded. The first was to calmly take the fork out of his hand, apologize to Luka for his "rude" behavior, and leave without another word to her; the second was to scream at the top of his lungs. He chose the latter.

And when he did, Luka seemed rather surprised. She stepped away from him (although he had already let go of her seconds earlier) and turned to him, her expression a mixture of irritation and shock. Just as she was about to speak, Gakupo took the opportunity from her.

"You stabbed me! In the hand! What the heck is wrong with you?" He cried out, making Luka's expression soften for only a moment before it returned to its angry state.

"You grabbed me! I had every right to—"

"I hugged you and you stabbed me for it! Luka, I was trying to tell you—I was going to say—I was—" He paused to hold his hand tighter and grit his teeth, for it was obvious that he wasn't going to say what he had told her seconds ago. So instead, he simply growled. "What on Earth justifies the fact that you stabbed me in the hand with a fork? The fact that I was trying to show you affection? Darn it Luka, that hurt!" And with that, he stomped off, heading in the direction of the bathroom. Hopefully, he had bandages stored somewhere within his horribly unorganized bathroom pantry…

But as luck would have it, he discovered that his first-aid kit was rather pitiful. He had only a few bandages within his collection, and unfortunately, they were only for minor scratches and bruises. He mentally kicked himself for it. Why hadn't he ever gone out and bought more supplies? Gritting his teeth, he turned on the sink and started rinsing his hand. The cool water made him cringe, but it soothed his wound and after a few moments, he found it to be very calming.

For a few minutes, he found himself content and rather calm, but when he saw Luka standing outside the bathroom door from the corner of his eye, he scowled. "You're still here?"

She was silent as she stood there, so he rolled his eyes. "You're more than welcome to leave. You know the way out."

After a few seconds of utter quiet and angry feelings pulsing through his blood, Gakupo heard Luka sigh. "If you want, I'll drive you to the hospital."

His breath was caught in his throat by her words, so Gakupo turned off the water and turned to her, still holding his hand as it bled. She was looking off to the side, her brows furrowed together, her expression one of anger and guilt. Although she refused to look at him, he could tell that she didn't feel any triumph from stabbing him. Finally after a few moments of staying there, Gakupo sighed. "Fine."

As Gakupo held his hand in the wash-cloth he had found before leaving, he couldn't help but glare out the window. Though he tried several times to soften his gaze and lighten his attitude, he quickly found that he was most likely going to be wearing a frown for the remainder of the day. And why wouldn't he? After what had transpired earlier, he didn't find any point in smiling. Usually it would have graced his face effortlessly, but at the moment, it would have been easier to make an elephant jump five feet in the air.

And to make matters even sourer, there was the undeniable awkward silence that was hanging in the air. For Gakupo, he didn't particularly mind at the moment. For Luka, though? He didn't know. And to be perfectly honest, he wasn't sure if he really cared. Although it was a rare event for him to be mad at Luka, it did happen, and when it did, he did a good job of showing it. It was a little known fact; Gakupo had never once lost the quiet game in his life.

And the record had yet to be broken. "Gakupo…" The purple haired man rolled his eyes yet again and continued doing what he had been doing for the entire car ride; staring out the window. "Gakupo, say something." More silence. Finally after an entire minute of waiting, Luka growled and cried out, "Darn it, Gakupo! Why won't you say something?"

He sighed a long and heavy breath before speaking. "What do you want me to say?"

"Anything!" She exclaimed as she made an abrupt turn into the hospital's parking lot.

"Anything."

Luka furrowed her brow together and tightened her grip on the steering wheel. "That's not what I meant."

"I know."

She gritted her teeth together. "What is wrong with you?"

For the first time since they had been at his house, he turned to her. He refused to speak a word, but instead, he held up his hand making her—to his surprise—shrink back in her seat. "Oh. Right."

Gakupo nodded in response, turning back to gaze at the building. She had finally found a parking spot that didn't leave too much of a walking distance for him. Once the car rolled to a stop, Gakupo opened the door and stepped out, not stopping to even glance back at her. What good was there in the thanking his reason for going to the hospital? He walked through the doors within a matter of moments and stepped into the emergency room.

There were only a few people there, to his surprise. A boy who was crying about his arm and his mother, a man holding a cloth up to his face, and another man who appeared to be asleep. He simply raised his eyebrows and nodded once before a voice reached him. "Sir?" He turned abruptly and saw a woman sitting at a neatly organized desk, a pen in her hand.

Oh yes. Gakupo walked over without another thought and waited for her to speak again. "What's your problem? And please, don't show me." It was obvious that she had been there for a long time, for the exhaustion in her voice and the irritation on her face shone like the sun.

He glanced down at his hand before looking back up at her. "I slipped." What kind of an answer was that? "I landed on a fork with my hand. It, uh... doesn't feel too good."

The woman raised an eyebrow, and Gakupo was sure that she could tell that he wasn't giving her the full story. Despite this, though, she sighed and shook her head. She started scribbling down words on the paper before her. "Name?"

Gakupo stared for a moment before her words sunk in and he spoke again. "Kamui Gakupo."

She spent a few extra moments writing before she grabbed a ticket from the dispenser right next to her and handed it to him. He took it, nodded, and told the woman, "Thank you." The woman smiled at the words and he smiled back before turning around. To his surprise, Luka was standing behind him; her brows furrowed together, a frown sitting silently on her face.

He stared at her for a moment before he walked off towards one of the chairs in the room. She followed wordlessly, and once he sat down, she sat next to him. This time as she did, though, Gakupo couldn't help but stare at her. Why on Earth had she followed him in?

"You didn't tell her the truth." Gakupo raised his eyebrows in surprise once she had spoken.

"What?"

She huffed, folding her arms in the process. "You didn't tell her what really happened. Why?"

Gakupo could only stare at her. He sighed after a few moments and shook his head, "Because I didn't want you to get in trouble."

Luka's eyes widened, and Gakupo was sure that her heart had paused for a moment. She swallowed and looked away, doing her best to hide her expression and replace it with her angry one. "Well, why? You're mad at me, right? You should have just ratted me out."

He rolled his eyes, sighing as he shook his head. "Luka, you of all people should know that I wouldn't do that to you. Do you know why?" He paused, and Luka finally turned to her. "Because despite the fact that you stabbed me with a fork and that you can be really rude sometimes, I care about you. I stand by what I said earlier." And then he leaned in and whispered it quietly in her ear, "I love you."

Luka's cheeks burned red at his words, and she looked off, swallowing at the same time. Her reaction made Gakupo smile softly, and he found that as he smiled, his anger started to slip away. Although he knew how to stay mad, he also knew how to forgive others just as easily. Grinning, he put his uninjured arm around her, making her cheeks turn a darker shade of red.

She growled, "You're an idiot. You know that right?"

He merely smiled, "You love me anyway."

Her scowl continued for a moment before she smiled too. "Yeah." Gakupo's eyes widened at that, but before he could ask, she leaned forward and gave him a quick and soft kiss on his leaps. His heart leapt for a fraction of a second, and when she moved back, he saw that she was still smiling. "I love you too."

He stared for a moment before he grinned again. She smiled back before abruptly punching him in the shoulder, making him cringe. "But you're still an idiot."

Gakupo only laughed as he rubbed his shoulder. "I know."

Yay! :D I finished it! I hope you all enjoyed it! ^^ This one was really fun to write! And thanks to all who read it. :) It means a lot to me!