You and Maryella, or Mary as you call him, never indeed knew what you guys were. He liked to tease you, call you hottie or sweet cherry just to see that flustered or angry face of yours, but you never asked him about it.

Right now you guys were on a trip to the Tsukishey kingdom after a mission, you were tired and so were Mary, plus it was raining badly and you accepted to rest in the car for a while 'till the rain stops.

"Hey, sweet cherry, do you mind handing me the walkie-talkie?" Mary says, leaning down on his seat.