"Don't cry. It makes your eyes look ugly!"
"Well excuse me for being sentimental!" My voice is cracking. And why won't these tears refuse to stop?
Everything's blurry. I can't see his face! I don't want the last time I see him to be this messed up image. Every second that passes, is a precious moment wasted.
I hear his infuriating and glorious laugh and it makes me miss him even more. Why won't the tears stop?
Something pulls me forward. I feel warm comfort wrap around me tightly in a strong embrace. I whimper a little. To think I'll even miss his smell of expensive cologne.
"Silly girl. If you cry even more it's going to make it even harder for me to say goodbye."
Although he tries to sound lighthearted, I can hear him struggling for words. I hold him tighter.
"Promise me something."
"What?"
"Promise that no matter what happens, you'll come back to me?"
He tilts my face towards his and through my tear-hazed vision, he kisses me. His lips are warm, just like him and so soft. And he feels so right against me. I don't want to let him go.
"Little girlie. You of all people should know I already made that promise long before you even started to like me."
He laughs gently and he smiles, eyes slightly wet with emotion.
"And I'll come back to visit you."
I nod, trying to smile but it's hard. Knowing that I won't be seeing him for a long time – it hurts.
"Have a safe trip Tsukasa."
Holding his face in my hands, I try to remember every detail about him; his dark eyes, his long lashes, his cheeks, his long nose, those perfect lips and the mass of dark curls that refuse to stay straight no matter how many times he wanted them to.
"I'll be back before you know it, Tsukushi."
And he turns to leave through the departure gates and its not long before I'm standing on the roof, watching his plane fly off into the distance ...