A/N: Haha I finally get around to writing a Nana fic. Just another drabble I wrote while waiting to take my midterm last week.

Nana doesn't belong to me, but I wished I owned Nobu hehe.


I'm a coward.

How many years had passed since he had last held her in his arms? He wasn't sure anymore, he didn't want to know. The increase in time made it hurt more. He'd rather believe it was just yesterday, just yesterday.

"Nobu! You're not doing it right!"

"Ah, gomen."

"Mou, pay attention, you're the one that wanted to help."

"Hai, hai."

How long ago, his chance to take her back, that he had let slip by his fingers, too afraid to say what he felt, too cowardly to confront her, unable to destroy a happiness she could have.

But she could have been happy with me.

Time had passed, its cruel hands slowly wringing their past moments into oblivion, but he would hold onto them, even if they were nothing more than broken pieces. He'd treasure them forever, just how he'd treasure her forever.

"Nobu!"

"Ah, ite!"

"Daijoubu? Gomen, I didn't mean to startle you."

"Gomen, I spaced."

"Iie, it's my fault."

Day by day a series of tortuous meetings but pleasant acknowledgements. He could stay by her side despite it all. He could hear her laugh, see her smile; it was more than he could ask for.

Because I'm a coward.

Even now, her eyes look at him the same, remorseful, shadowed by a guilt that she wasn't to blame for. Even now, he couldn't reassure her that he was okay, that he had gotten over it. In truth, he wasn't and he hadn't. He just had to tell her.

"Ne Hachi."

"Un?"

"…never mind."

Because he was a coward, the same coward he had been so many years ago. The same coward he'd be tomorrow, and then forth.

"Dinner's ready."

"I'll go get the others."

"Nobu."

"Ah?"

"Gomen."

"For what?"

"For…everything."

"Iie, it's my fault. I was a coward."

I'm a coward. A coward that could only love you from a distance I created.