Disclaimer: FoR does not belong to me. Tough luck.

A/N: A new fic brewing in my head for months. I better start somewhere, right?

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Prologue

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I came home disheartened after all that happened.

I did what she suggested me to do.

"Tell her you came back for her then kiss her."

She said plainly with a shadow of encouragement ghosting her face.

And I did.

But Fuuko slapped me and ran away.

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It's rare for her to text me a pleading message like she did.

"Please meet me at the playground. I need you."

So I ran like my life depended on it.

Finally, I stood there in front of her, out of breath and she was crying.

She looked up and cried even more.

She flung herself at me and clutched the fabric of my shirt as she mumbled on it incoherently.

"Fuuko, slow down, what happened?"

She looked up at me.

"Tokiya. Kiss me. Kiss me please. Kiss him away for me, please."

From then I knew.

I held her tightly and tilted her face towards mine.

"I will, baby. Don't worry."

And I did.

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"I'm in love with your brother. There, I said it."

She said with a shy, blushing smile splattered on her moonlit face.

I came home disheartened, hoping that maybe her encouragement will recharge my willpower to get my girl back.

But, why do I feel my heart sinking?

Just a while ago, I told her that my plan failed.

I should be moping about Fuuko now.

But why?

Why does it hurt more to know that this girl, whose beautiful face is now illuminated by a surreal splash of moonlight, is in love with my brother?

I came back to tell my childhood love I've come back for her but found her in the arms of someone else.

I confided with someone about it and little did I know I was falling for that someone bit by bit.

Now, she's in love with my brother.

How much bad luck can one endure?

I don't know.

All I know is that now, I hit the jackpot of bad luck.

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