It was a spectacular move, doomed to fail, but Daisuke went for the ball anyway. All he wanted now was to bring his opponent down. He'd been chasing Ken far too long, frankly. Deliberately tackling the dark-haired boy, Daisuke sent them both down on the lawn in a tangled pile.

          "That's a red card, Daisuke," Ken commented dryly, as the football continued on its own.

          Daisuke grinned as Ken wriggled under him. "You don't mind."

          "You--"

          Ken never finished the sentence, as Daisuke silenced him with an eager kiss. As it turned out, Ken didn't really mind at all.