Tales of Symphonia 2: Dawn of the New World

Summary: Emil wanted Ratatosk to share the strawberries.

A/N: Sorry for the utter fail. My first attempt at actual romance. Got the idea discussing Ichigo and Uryu (From Bleach), as a pairing and a strawberry.... First time attempting to describe kissing. My apologies.

Disclaimer: I don't own shit, if I did, it would be painfully obvious as make-out sessions would be the main part of the whole game.

Started: January 30, 2009

Finished: January 30, 2009

Strawberries

"I might be scared of my feelings for you, but it's mostly the things that we fear that are usually the most worthwhile."

Emil blinked at Ratatosk, disturbed. He hadn't been aware the Summon Spirit even needed to eat, and yet the blonde was sitting there, popping strawberries in his mouth.

Personally, Emil desire for the strawberries bypassed his confusion. Emil plopped down beside the Spirit, who turned slightly to look at him.

"What?"

"Why are you eating strawberries?"

Ratatosk raised a brow, "Cause I want to. And no, I'm not sharing."

Emil lowered his head before brightening, "Please?" The Spirit usually gave in once that single word slipped out of Emil's mouth, but this time it was different.

"Nope."

Emil pouted childishly, "Why not?"

Ratatosk smirked, "You want one, come get one." He twirled the delicacy between his lips, his devilish smirk still plastered on his face.

Emil blushed, suddenly aware of the red-eyed Spirit's plan, crestfallen as the strawberry was eaten by the elder blonde.

"You're not gonna get one unless you come and get it."

Emil frowning, blushing, "W-wouldn't it be better if the strawberries c-came and got me?"

Ratatosk blinked, taken aback before raising his eyebrows, obviously impressed, "That sounds like an invitation."

"M-maybe i-i-it is."

For Emil, it happened so fast. One second Ratatosk was rearing back to pounce, the next, he was pressed against the floor with Ratatosk's lips smashed against his.

Ratatosk's tongue ran along the younger's lower lip, asking for entrance. Emil complied, Ratatosk's tongue shooting into the other's mouth, an involuntary moan erupting from Emil's throat.

Abruptly breaking the kiss, Ratatosk lifted himself off the blonde, smirking.

"Y-you taste good, Ratatosk, like strawberries."

"Mm. You taste better, Emmi-chan, like you."

"The sparkle in your eye put the stars to shame"

A/N:: Augh!! Fail! I'm getting a kick out of writing these drabbles but this was horrendous. DX Please, tell me that I atleast didn't make your eyes bleed! I still love Shut Up much more then I do this one. Tis my favorite out of the first four. I'm not sure if I'm gonna post the fifth one up or not. That's the worst of all of them, in my opinion.

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