~*~ Day 1- Holding hands ~*~

At first, Kido was afraid of holding Kano's hand. It wasn't like she'd never done it before, she'd actually held it quite a bit. When they were like, six years old. Now it was different. Now it signified something deeper, more intimate, and maybe something she wasn't entirely ready to admit herself.

When she used to hold it, his hand had been gentle, warm, and comforting. Would it change now? It might not be as she remembered it, and that's what she was afraid of. She didn't want anything to change.

"What? Do I have something on my hand?" Kano asked and examined it. Kido blinked, realizing she'd been staring hesitantly ever since he offered it to her. "It's fine, you don't need to take it." he said, grinning teasingly at her.

Kido felt bad despite his words. Almost desperately, she grabbed his hand yanked him towards her. Kano chuckled at the embarrassed expression on her face and squeezed her hand encouragingly.

"Just like old times, huh?" he said, smiling. Kido smiled back shyly and nodded.

"Yeah, nothing's changed."

Um okay, so I've actually wanted to do this for over a week now because. . . . well it seemed fun to do. And for those of you who know me, know that I'm terrible at creating Title names, so they could change. Also, this was one chapter that I don't really like because I had no idea what to write for it, but maybe tomorrow's chapter will be better~

Loving you always,

Neku~