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Shu :

Convincing Shu into the whole ordeal was a problem on its own. For the past few days, all you've done is grumble with the Pocky box in hand. You would deem it much too soon when he finally agrees to it.

And it was all too soon.

The once romantic, cliché topic of Pocky soon only became an objective. Mission : Get that Pocky stick in Shu's mouth.

Today was the day. He was asleep on the couch and you had the Pocky box all ready.

"C'mon . . .c'mon . . ." The chocolate covered biscuit quivered in your mouth. "Closer . . . closer . . ."

When the biscuit touched his lips, you almost opened your mouth to exclaim in triumph, but you didn't. You began biting on one end, letting the bitten Pocky melt in her mouth.

After finishing about three quarters of it, Shu's eyes opened, his eyes reflecting no signs of drowsiness, only amusement. His hand held the back of your head, pushing your face closer to yours, until you had eaten the Pocky, and his mouth overtook yours in a sweet, chocolately kiss.

"You're so lewd," He teased. "Trying to advance on me when I'm asleep."

"I-It was supposed to be cute . . .!!"

Reiji :

Reiji immediately shot down the idea. "There is no point in playing silly games."

"But it might be fun!" You retorted, protest ripe in your tone.

"You're being childish."He glared at you, his lips drawn down in a disapproving frown. "If I wish to show affection, I will do it on my own account."

"I-I see . . ."

He took the box from your hands. "Although . . . perhaps these would compliment the rose tea I've just brewed. Care to join me?"

Laito :

His emerald eyes glimmered with amusement when he saw you with the Pocky stick in mouth. "The Pocky Game? Of course, Bitch-chan~"

You two play, and he wins, stealing a kiss from your lips.

"Hm, this is fine, bu~ut, I think it would be better if Bitch-chan was the one covered in chocolate, don't you~?"

Kanato :

His eyes immediately landed on the sweets in your hands, "[Y/n]-san, are those for me?"

"Yes, but I was hoping we could play a game," You said with caution.

"A game?" He cocked his head to the side.

"It's called the Pocky Game, and basically we just keep biting it until one of us let's g—"

He nodded. "Yes, let's play."

He just wanted the pocky.

"O-okay," You placed a stick on your lips, waiting for him to bite the other end. "And it's a race—"

"DON'T ORDER ME AROUND!"

"I'm not!"

He just started biting. Before you could even begin, he already finished the whole stick, leaving a soft, feathery kiss on your lips.

"Again. And do the strawberry Pocky this time."

Ayato :

All he heard was 'game', which automatically translated to 'competition.' "Oi, Chichinashi, let's play."

"Okay, but let me explain the rules!"

He ignored the rules.

"Yeah, yeah, let's just play." He demanded. "Yours Truly's gonna win."

And as soon as you gave the signal, he fUCKING STARTS CHOMPING DOWN ON THE POCKY.

"A-Ayato!" You dropped the stick on your end after saying his name.

"I win." He wiped away straw chocolate from his lips. "Where's my prize?"

" . . Prize?"

"Yeah. I won, didn't I?" He clicked his tongue. "Whatever. Just lemme claim your lips as my prize."

Subaru :

"No."

"Pleeeeeeeaaase~"

" . . ."

And now he was stuck in this awkward game with you. Damn those eyes of yours. He's as solid as a rock when the game begins, leaving all the biting up to you. When you reach midpoint, he chickens out, pulling away, red splashed on ivory cheeks.

"This is a stupid game." He convinces himself, before glaring at you. "And i-if I want to kiss you, then I'll just kiss you. Tsk."

Ruki :

His eyebrows furrow, his eyes scrutinizing you. Nonetheless, he agrees to it.

You begin, the Pocky securely in between your lips. You take cautious bites, wondering why he wasn't doing anything—only looking at you with indistinguishable steel eyes.

When you near his mouth, he just leans forward and kisses you. In the end, he still won the last piece of Pocky.

"You're foolish, Livestock," He chastises. "If you want a kiss from your Master, don't try to disguise it. I already know."

Kou :

"Jaa~ let's play!"

You were surprised how he was so eager to play with you, but Kou was weird. No doubt about it.

You bit onto one side of the Pocky stick, prodding his lips with the other end. He gladly bites.

You gestured with your eyes. You can go first.

It's fine in the beginning. He bites, and then you, and him again.

He reached the middle first and slyly puts his hand on your leg. Your eyebrows furrow; what is he plotting?

Before you bite, he squeezed your thigh, eliciting a squeal from your end. You dropped the pocky, eyes wide, and all your attention focused on Kou.

He flashes you a pout, his eyes a storm of mischief. "Neko-chan, what's the point of inviting me to play the game if you're just going to lose?"

He drops the Pocky still hanging off his mouth and shrugged. "Might as well get my prize, ne?"

Yuma :

He just looked at you. "You're too short."

'He's so blunt', You frowned. "But I still wanna do it!"

"But it's kinda pointless, ya know?"

"I bet it's as sweet as sugar cubes."

Mentions of Sugar-chan reeled him in. " . . . Stand on the bed."

You stood on the bed, the Pocky still in your mouth. "We're the same height!!"

"Not really."

You hurriedly explained to him the rules, but he just shrugged it off. "I just gotta eat the whole damn thing, right?"

When he actually participates, he munches on the whole stick, sealing his victory with a kiss.

"It's not even that sweet," He complained.

"Whatever," He casted it aside. "Gimme your blood to sweeten the damn thing."

Azusa :

"Let's do the Pocky Game, Azusa-kun!"

"Pocky?" He gestured to the box in hand. "[Y/n]-san . . . I don't handle sweet things well . . ."

"It'll be fine!" You urged, and began explaining the rules.

He looked at the stick of biscuit and chocolate. "If I lose, will there . . . be a punishment?"

You smiled. "Nope!"

He reluctantly agreed. He bit, and then you, until you both met in the middle. You had retracted first, so he won. "Congratulations, Azusa-kun!"

"That was nice . . ." He smiled softly, "Let's do it again next time . . . with spicy Pocky . . ."

You sweatdropped, "Azusa-kun, there is no 'spicy Pocky' . . . and besides . . . that's not romantic!!"

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{ word count : 1098. }

{ published on : January 31st, 2016. }