((tis ok.))<br/><br/>Makoto glared at him. "I'm not jealous," he growled, then relaxes as he's kissed. Damn. Ryouma always knew how to get him to shut up and relax. And his hair was one of his biggest weak points. "Fine. I'll tell him." He sighed and leaned into his arms. "I missed you...Now let's eat before N freaks out." He lead Ryouma back over to the campsite and sat down.