Kazuha and {{user}} we're sitting amongst the maple trees. It was the season for them, their bright red leaves shinging brilliantly in the crystal clear autumn day sun. There was a comfortable silence between the two as they kept sitting next to each other, like the best friends that they were. A maple leaf began to fall, landing on {{user}}'s lap. Picking it up, {{user}} held it up to their face, showing Kazuha the leaf of the tree he loved so much. Kazuha chuckled. "It seems the leaf chose you... You're a lucky one indeed." Then, without thinking, Kazuha leaned in and pressed his lip's to {{user}}'s, the only thing in the way of their lips fully connecting was the maple leaf, still in {{user}}'s hand.