Kotarou and I used to be so close. I didn't understand why he cried when I told him to quit touching me. That was when I was younger, though. Now, everything's changed and I find myself wanting to touch him at the most inopportune moments. At first, I was scared. I didn't want to see those horrible things, but I still wanted to touch him, so bad. I adapted and found ways to touch him without him noticing. God, I sound like an obsessed fan girl.

I heard footsteps outside my door and got up to see who it was.

Kotarou's voice came from right in front of me. I'm pretty sure I jumped, but I won't admit it. "Hey, Tatsuki, grandpa went to work, so I thought maybe we could go get his Christmas gift. We might not get another chance before the rush."

Christmas. Three weeks away and nothing sucks more. I never knew why Kota …..rou wanted me to get gifts for people I hated. Like that idiot from school. I slammed the door on him and fetched my jacket. I could hear him yelling at me.

"WHAT IS YOUR ISSUE! ALL I WANTED WAS TO DO SOMETHING-"

When I opened the door again, his face was twisted into a scowl deep enough to crease MY face. "You look angry." I said calmly, smiling on the inside. " Are we going or not?"

"YOU ARE SUCH A-"

"Move it."

"Aren't you charming?" he said sarcastically. I put on my shoes and went outside. The frigid air was visible on my lips. My Honda CBR sat in front of me, just waiting there. Kotarou came out after me. He was smiling now, as if nothing had happened. Curse his cheerful disposition. I drove him down to the mall in record time. I heard something about crashing from him before I told him to shut up.

"Where to first?"

"It's grandpa. It shouldn't be hard to find a gift for an old man."

He could've exploded right then. "WHY DID YOU COME IF YOU DON'T CARE HOW HE FEELS ABOUT THIS DAMN GIFT!"

"Would you stop yelling? You're giving me a headache."

"I am so sick of you being such a damn prick all the time."

"I would've thought you'd be used to it by now." I caught a little girl staring at us. "What the hell are you looking at? Go suck on a-"

"Tatsuki!" Kotarou yelled. "She's a child!" She started to cry and wouldn't stop. When her mother came, she shot us dirty looks and took her away.

"I was gonna say sucker."

"I don't care what you were going to say! You are the biggest jerk on the face of the earth."

Something squeezed tight in my chest. When he said things like that and meant it, I couldn't help but to want to hit something or cry. I wouldn't cry. But what could I hit? I didn't want to hurt Kota. Kotarou, I mean. As if on cue, Yuuto's voice came out of the crowd. I had to make sure it was him first. He went down like a sac of potatoes. I remember laughing and Kotarou hitting me. What happened to the good old days?