"The past is like a handful of dust. It filters through your fingers,
disappearing... little by little. I wish, for one day, I could go back.
In another life I would do things differently."
— Katy Perry
Song; Ai No Uta (Fukui Mai)
He broke her heart on a rainy night under the city lights.
They were both soaked to the bone, but neither of them seemed to notice that.
He stood there, holding her in his arms, glancing towards the pinkette across the street.
Clearly showing her he liked her, just not like that.
She was cold and wet and it felt like she was drowning in the water falling around her, on top of her, everywhere.
The unwired, static emotions were coursing through her veins, just beneath her skin, and she felt like she's falling as she nodded at his unfamiliar, distant gestures numbly, without actually noticing them.
And when all was seen and done, she felt a hand on her wrist; turning her around, back rigid, body aching all over, and her head looked up towards the darkened sky, as the droplets spiralling down mixed with her own salty ones.
She probably should have seen it coming. Too bad she just didn't.
The pinkette knew right after that; he started going out with his supportive friend.
She knew that she shouldn't interpret to much into it, but whenever these two were together, she felt as if he was looking at her, gazing straight into each other's eyes with that look, a snapshot taken from a romantic movie.
There had been something between them, something neither of them could deny, but it wasn't something real, she thought, whenever she saw every heart aching, stolen glance they gave one another every time the gang got together.
And he probably never technically cheated.
Either way the truth of it all hurt.
She wasn't stupid. Maybe she was just in a little denial though.
Yoshioka Futaba wasn't alone.
Her parents didn't divorce and moved her from house to house every weekend, let alone had she felt the loss of a loved person.
Her friendships hadn't deteriorated to the occasional 'hello' and 'your hair looks nice', like it did back then.
She had nothing of that, nothing that came near what they suffered.
Still, she was stuck in a world where everything was retrograde.
I was heartbroken.
The girl she thought was a supportably friend, wasn't.
Well, for her.
She was dating the guy I loved.
And I hated her for it.
A/N: My first story to Ao Haru Ride that isn't a Oneshot. If you haven't read Chapter 22, than you shouldn't read this, because it takes place right after that. I made it a bit different than in the manga (for example the rain in the beginning) but I really wanted to make a FutabaxKou centered story for a long time, but there aren't many people reviewing to Ao Haru Ride and I hope that changes. For better effect, listen to the music that is given at the beginning. This will contain many pairings and I really hope you like it!
Please review lovelies ~*