DISCLAIMER: don't own Anohana.

Jinta's Suprise

Jinta's not back yet.

Menma aimlessly walks around Jintan's room, finally coming to a stop at the wall. Menma leans her back against it, staring out the window. She sees a soft flickering light in the distance.

"It's probably a street lamp." She whispers.

The light is so far away looking lonely, lost and forgotten. Nobody would notice it unless they were truly looking for it. Like me. The thought brings tears to Menma's eyes, but she stops them with a quick swipe across her cheeks. Where's Jinta? I need Jinta here so I don't think about these kind of things. Menma slides down the wall, sitting with her feet tucked beneath her legs. So I don't think about being dead. Menma glances at the clock. 1:37 am. Has he forgotten me? This time the tears fall. Once they start, they cannot stop.

JINTAN'S ROOM

-—– 2:25 am -—

Jintan... Jintan... Ugh.

Menma sobs in silence.

"Menma, why are you crying?"

His voice startles her in the dark, she doesn't have time to mask her sadness with a smile. Menma hopes he won't notice.

"I can't remember my wish." She lies.

She can't see it in the dark, but Menma can feel his eyes on her. She can even imagine his eyebrow lifting at her lie.

"Your wish?" Jintan repeats.

"Y-yes. Menma suddenly remembered it, but then she forgot."

Her voice betrays her and cracks at the end, proving she'd been crying.

"Menma, tell me the truth."

Menma starts to sob again," M-m-menma thought J-jintan forgot her for Sawa..."

He's going to hug me I think. I don't want it if it's out of pity. She receives something else. Jinta's lips rush onto hers. His hand gently, rests on her shoulder keeping it in place. Menma's heart rate accelerates. She pulls back, a bit woozy and confused.

"W-what? Kiss? But you love Sawa."

CHISANA SONSHITSU CASINO

-—– 12:45 am -—

Damn, it's late. Menma's going to worry... Jintan rushes out of his office, briefcase in hand. He is a manager at the Chīsana Sonshitsu Casino and right now it's rush hour for the slot machines. Jinta hastily checks his watch again, 12:53 AM.

Crap! I'm so late! Jinta slides his way through a crowd of wasted women. One of them grabs his arm,"Looking for a good time?" She breathes into his face, stinking of nicotine and some other strong substance. It's making his eyes burn. She was another prostitute.

"No thanks." Jintan coughs, backing away from her.

He backs up against a brick wall. Jinta turns around. At least it felt like one. He is greeted by a thick, muscley man wearing a blue camouflage uniform and high military boots making him about 200 centimeters tall. He is glowering down at Jinta with murderous intent.

"You talk to me girl, eh?" He asks in a thick Russian accent, not even bothering to conceal his rage.

Jintan is terrified, but finally musters the courage to speak.

"N-no, never."

"So you no talk, why not? You calling her ugly?"

Jintan glances at the intoxicated woman across the room. Her red-hair is a hot, sloppy mess, dangling over her face, she struggles to stay on her feet and keep her stained white dress from sliding off at the same time. Jintan grimaces.

"No... I-" He is a second too late. The last thing he sees is the prostitute making out with an American guy across the room as he falls to the floor. Then it's all black.

OUTSIDE THE CASINO

-—– ? MINUTES LATER -—

"Yo, man y'alright?"

The light floods Jintan's vision, making his eyes tear up.

"Don't cry cause yer girlfriend left y'man. Ya still youn'."

A middle aged foreigner is staring at him.

"She's not my girlfriend." Jintan mumbles.

Not in a million years. He gets up from the parking lot. Jintan touches his left eye that is throbbing and swollen shut. Must've been where he slugged me. Ugh, what a bad day. Jintan looks to his wrist to check the time. His watch is gone. His suitcase is gone. His shoes are gone.

"ARGGG!"

"Y'alrigh-" The janitor begins.

"What time is it?!" Jintan yells.

"It's two in the wee hours man, why-"

Jinta runs out the door and jumps into his car. He only had one girl on his mind.

Menma.

JINTAN'S ROOM

-—– 2:25 am -—

The door is open already and Jinta slips in right away, considering his shoes were stolen. He hears Menma sigh. Jinta freezes in his tracks. He asks her what's wrong. "Menma forgot her wish!" Menma squeaks, her voice sounds wrong. Jinta lifts his eyebrow and studies her silver hair in the dark, it's all he can see. He repeats what she said. Menma stutters something in return, but Jinta isn't listening. She smells like an odd flower. It somehow smells familiar... The flower we saw that day?

"Y-yes, Menma suddenly remembered it, but then she forgot."

She sounds like she's been crying. Dammit, it's my fault. "Menma... tell me the truth."

She starts crying, " ...Forgot... for... Sawa!"

I can't really understand what she's saying? I have to make up for this somehow... fast. Jintan leans foreward blindly. Crap, I can't see!

Soft. What is my mouth touching? Jintan lifts up his hand to grab something to support himself. Menma's shoulder... Menma's lips... FUCK! Jintan tries to pull back, but Menma beats him to it.

"W-what? Kiss? But you love Sawa."

Why is she bringing up Sawa? Did I just kiss her?! She's 15 for Godsakes! I didn't do that on purpose! I did not! Did I?