Kougaiji stared up at the man, arching a pair of elegant brows in question.

"Cherries?" What the hell was that about? It sounded vaguely familiar, like a fainting memory, or a lingering dream... Dream, yes, he had been dreaming.

"Uh.. damn. I didn't...?" He would have blushed if there had been enough blood in his body to rush into his cheeks, but as it was, he just felt compelled to turn his head away, thankfully hiding behind his crimson bangs that fanned across his face. The sudden movement brought in a flare of pain and he hissed between his teeth few very carefully chosen curses.