Uta no Prince Sama Seven Minutes in Heaven Ranmaru

       “It looks like we still have time for another game. So let's do this while we have the chance.” Doing his best not to waste anyone's time, Otoya jumped off of the stage, landing at your feet. Smiling warmly, he took your hand and helped you to a standing position. “I pick you. Make sure you have some fun in there, okay?”

“Thank you. I'll try.” Completely thrilled to be getting a turn, you rushed up the steps, and knelt down by the violin case. “Wow, there are still so many items in here. It's too bad we can't take more than one turn.” Sighing at your own wishful thinking, you gently moved around the items until you found something that interested you. Still kneeling, you lifted a black, spiked wristband from the pile. “This looks like it could hurt someone.” Unsure who the item belonged to, you stumbled to your feet. As you moved to turn around, your ankle got caught in one of the microphone cords, causing you to lose balance and fall.

Before you even had a chance to realize what was happening, you felt yourself fall into someones arms. In shock, but glad you hadn't gotten hurt, you slowly looked up to see your rescuer. Standing there, with a cold, displeased expression, was Ranmaru. Not knowing what to say, you simply stared. Already agitated, his brow twitched. “There's nothing wrong with you. Get up.”

“O-oh, I'm sorry.” Quickly obeying his harsh words, you moved out of his arms and cleared your throat. “You must be my partner, which means this must be yours.” Now smiling, you twirled the wristband around your finger. “You can have this back once we're in the closet.” Clutching the item in your hand, you rushed off the stage towards the sound room. You had expected him to follow close behind, but after a moment of sitting there, alone on the floor, you realized that this wasn't the case. By the time Ranmaru showed up, you were lying flat on your back, gazing at the ceiling with half closed eyes.

You wouldn't have even noticed that he'd entered if not for the sudden darkness, paired with the sound of the door closing. Dropping down to the ground on the opposite end of the room, Ranmaru crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. “Are you asleep? Tch.”

“Nope, I'm wide awake.” Springing from your back, to a seated position, you grinned. “Here, catch.” Giving Ranmaru hardly any warning at all, you attempted to toss him his item. Unfortunately, where it landed was no where near where he was sitting. “Whoops. I guess it's a little dark for me to be throwing things.”

“I don't think the darkness has anything to do with it.” Visibly annoyed with you, he leaned over and reached to reclaim his item. When he turned back around, he was greeted with your face only inches from his. Surprised that you'd been able to move so quickly, and quietly, his eyes widened. When he spoke, however, his voice was like ice. “What are you doing?”

“Getting close, obviously. I can't kiss you if there's like, five feet between us.” You tried to get even closer to him so as to initiate a kiss, but each time you moved to get closer, he would inch away. “Why are you avoiding me? Are you playing hard to get or something?”

Ranmaru Scoffed. “No. I simply don't want you to touch me.”

“Rude, aren't you?” You sighed. “Since you're being so rude, I'm going to touch you anyway.”

Glaring at you in a way that temporarily made you second guess your idea, Ranmaru spoke in a low tone, taking time to say each word slowly, just to ensure you understood him. “Don't even think about it.”

“Oh, I'm sorry, but it's too late for that. I've thought about it, so here I go.” Leaping from your spot on the floor, you tackled him to the ground, landing perfectly on top of him. When you leapt, however, your foot hit a CD rack. This rack toppled over, hitting several music stands in the process and spilling the CD's onto the floor.

For several seconds, the room echoed with the sound of various objects hitting the ground. When the noise stopped, Ranmaru uttered a single word. “Brilliant.”

Still on top of him, you ignored the chaos you'd caused and took his face in your hands. Acting before you could talk yourself out of it, you pressed your lips to his and kissed him in a clumsy, yet oddly endearing way that perfectly reflected your personality. Pleased with yourself, you sat up on him and grinned. “I still got my kiss though. So that's a success for me.”

Having heard the commotion from outside, Otoya opened the door and flicked on the light. Taken back by the mess, he laughed. “What happened in here? Did a tornado hit? I guess we're going to have to take a break from the game to clean this mess up.” Not even trying to stop his laughter, he pulled you to your feet and gave your shoulder a gentle pat. “Maybe you should sit this one out though. Otherwise, we might have to name the tornado after you.”