A/N: I wanted to write, but I'm rusty so this is the best I could come up with.
Dedication: To the whole of AoGA. Cheers to the end of the story-writing part of the House Cup. :)
Disclaimer: I don't.
Three years had passed since they last saw each other. They were old, past their eighties, and they'd been sent to separate homes for the aged. They didn't really complain much, but every free time in the home was spent thinking of their other half.
One day, as they went gazing at the same starry, night sky, they arrived at the same resolve.
"I am going to see her one last time."
"I am going to see him one last time."
Midnight came and they snuck out of their "homes". How they did it, they couldn't quite remember. Maybe it was desperation, or maybe it was the mind—they had weighed all probable means of escaping in those three years of staring at random parts of the home, reminiscing past memories while quite registering the blueprint of the place.
Just because they were old didn't mean their memories were bad; both their willpowers were too strong that they wouldn't let anything hinder them.
So they walked, hitched a ride, went to the same place that brought them together on the first place: the Academy.
If one wouldn't see the other, then at least, he'd die at his real home; it so happened that hearts truly connected would always find a way back to the other.
And so Sumire went down the car, thanked the lady who offered to take her there, and walked slow, slow steps towards the Academy's playgrounds.
She hadn't walked far when Koko came, and called her in his weak, wheezing voice, "Sumire!"
Much alike the old times, she turned around and smiled at him, but instead of running off to the swings, she walked—as fast as her feet could handle, at least—towards Koko.
He met her midway, hugged her, walked with her to the swings.
They sat where they used to sit when they were young. Koko then took her hand, gave it a squeeze, and said, "If tomorrow never comes, just know I'm happy I got to see you and be with you one last time."
She squeezed his hand back in reply.
Tomorrow never came, not only for Koko, but for Sumire as well.
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