Authors Note: This One-Shot is for: Rea Chan

Thanks for requesting!

Song: I really like you: Carly Rae Jepsen

WARNING: I'm sorry... I've never read the manga. I've only watched up to episode 7

So, forgive me if it's not accurate to the story! Or if he's OOC. 

Anyway, I hope you enjoy it!

[I really wanna stop

But I just gotta taste for it

I feel like I could fly with the ball on the moon]

"Mika!"

"What?"

"Hold on!" (Y/N) was running towards him fast, skidding to a halt inches from his face.

She slightly brushed him, regaining her balance and breathing in and out quickly.

"The.... squad.... is... leaving.... without.... us." She puffed, stepping back suddenly when she realized how Mikaela's pale face had grown more and more red.

"S-Sorry." She said, hopping back further, running a hand through her (H/C) hair awkwardly.

Mikaela cleared his throat, wishing that his cheeks would go back to their normal state.

He had tried to fight the strong desire for moments earlier.

It had been agonizing as she had been so close.

(Y/N) was always near him.

Always his partner.

Always his friend.

Always always, near him.

Her clumsiness though, had made him want to be more than friends with her.

Vampires were usually cold creatures, but he guessed that being a human made him have warmer feeling for people.

Especially (Y/N)

Even though her clumsiness had given her quite a few close calls, it was immensely amazing being with her for him.

Not that he'd admit that yet.

Mikaela was a loner.

Until (Y/N) came along.

Mikaela dislikes Vampires.

Except one.

[So honey hold my hand you like making me wait for it

I feel I could die walking up to the room, oh yeah]

"Mikaela! Come on! Stop lagging!" (Y/N) exclaimed, running back down the stairs and grabbing his cold hand and dragging him up the stairs.

"Hold on!" Mikaela stuttered, his blue eyes widening.

"No! They're going to leave without us!"

(Y/N) and Mikaela made it to the top, looking round.

"They're they are!" She said loudly, pointing to them.

The vampires glanced back, a scowl on their faces as the two came running up.

They pushed them selves into line, (Y/N) suddenly noticing that she was still holding his hand.

She would have let go, however, Mikaela glanced over at her, giving her hand a squeeze. 

[Late night watching television

But how we get in this position?

It's way too soon, I know this isn't love

But I need to tell you something]

The next day, Mikaela was in his house.

All snuggled up in a blanket.

Someone sharply knocked, sending his eyes up to the door.

"Who's there?"

"(Y/N)."

"Go away."

"No way."

The door opened, showing her.

A look of puzzlement crossed his face, looking her up and down.

"How... did you get in?"

"Did you forget? You told me you had a spare key under the carpet."

"Yes, I did forget."

He glued his eyes back onto the television, pulling the blanket around himself.

"Don't tell me your sick."

"I'm not sick.... I just feel cold."

"You? Cold? Seriously?" (Y/N) asked, walking over to the kitchen.

Mikaela threw the pillow nearby at her feet, burying his head futher in the thick blanket.

"I'll make you soup."

"Don't bother. You'll just spill it."

"Will not!"

~~~

"Here you go!" (Y/N) carefully leaned over, the bowl of soup inches from the table in front of the shivering Mikaela.

"Ahh!"

The soup went flying through the air, spilling on poor Mikaela.

He flinched, seeing the red soup fall onto him and his white blanket.

And unfortunately, (Y/N) landed right on him as well, the soup on her face and her shoulders.

"Gahhh! I'm sorry!" She exclaimed, wiping his face with her sleeve, still laying across his lap.

(Y/N) looked at him, noticing he wasn't shivering.

"Well... at least that warmed you up." She said, trying to muster up a smile.

(Y/N) motioned to get up, suddenly feeling his ice cold fingers slither around her wrist, bringing her back down.

Her (E/C) colored eyes met with his blue eyes.

A chuckle started to grow, getting louder and louder.

"I told you, You were going to drop it."

Mikaela couldn't help it, licking a drop of the soup of her face, still chuckling.

Her face turned as red as the soup, almost turning to stone.

"M-Mikaela?" She asked softly.

"Yes?" He asked, licking her cheek again.

"What are you doing?"

[I really really really really really really like you

And I want you, do you want me, do you want me, too?

I really really really really really really like you

And I want you, do you want me, do you want me, too?]

After a few minutes, (Y/N) was still sitting in front of the TV.

She was holding two ice cubes to her face, trying to make herself pale again.

(Y/N) just didn't want to admit it to herself.

Mikaela's actions had been strange.

Too much like a person who liked someone.

But was it possible? Mikaela was so cold all the time...

"Thanks for the soup?" 

"Oh!" (Y/N) sprang to her feet, turning to him and dropping the ice cubes at her feet.

He had changed now into something else. A warm sweater and fuzzy pants.

(Y/N) walked up to him, poking him in the nose.

"You jinxed me. If you hadn't said that, I probably wouldn't have dropped it!"

"What if I did want you to drop it on me?" He asked suddenly,  a smirk playing across his face.

(Y/N)'s face turned slightly pink as she playfully punched him in the arm.

"You're such a joker." She huffed, her eyes drifting to the red stain on the carpet.

Her eyes snapped back to him as she felt his warm breath on her neck and him whispering.

"You know (Y/N)..... I really like you." He whispered into her ear, cold fingers entwining her fingers to his.

Mikaela drew her close, noticing her blank expression as she stared at him.

[Oh, did I say too much?

I'm so in my head

When we're out of touch

I really really really really really really like you

And I want you, do you want me, do you want me, too?]

"... Did I say too much?" He questioned, drawing back slightly.

A small giggle erupted from her lips and suddenly, she hooked her arms round his neck, bringing him in for a kiss on the lips.

His kissed back instantaneously, pressing (Y/N) back into the door, his fingers making their way to her neck to trace a tine with his fingertips.

Mikaela felt her smile slightly through the kiss, nipping his lip before he pulled away.

[It's like everything you say is a sweet revelation

All I wanna do is get into your head

Yeah we could stay alone, you and me, and this temptation

Sipping on your lips, hanging on by thread, baby]

Mikaela, buried his face into her neck, mumbling an apology.

He absolutely hated being a vampire.

However, drinking humans blood was bad for them.

It didn't effect other Vampires as much.

He sunk his fangs into her neck, feeling her hand twitch.

After a moment, Mikaela drew away, licking the wound.

(Y/N) gave a tight lipped smile, cupping his cheek gently.

Whack!

She had given him a slight non-painful slap on his face.

"Why didn't you tell me sooner?" (Y/N) scolded as she sat down on the couch next to the now seated Mikaela.

[I really really really really really really like you

And I want you, do you want me, do you want me, too?]

"Mikaela?"

"Yes?"

"I like you too."

~~~~~~

Authors Note: I'm sorry it's so short...

But I felt I had to end it there because it's was so perfect ending it there!

Gahhh!!

So, I hope everyone isn't like: "WHAT? It's so freakin' short!!!!!"

Anyway, I hope you like it.

I had lots of fun making it and thanks again to Rea Chan for requesting this awesome character!