A/n - I changed it. A lot.
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I suppose it is a new day after all, but I find it hard to forget sometimes.
It's not like those kinds of things can be washed away, just forgotten and done with. They stay with you and, in your dreams they beg at your imagination, play games on your eyelids and make themselves into pictures. If not for days past however, I don't think I would be who I have become. That is to say with the turmoil we all went through we have rediscovered the best parts of ourselves.
Like how to love and forgive and be with yourself, truly. Our experiences have shone a very different light on us all, some stronger and some weaker.
"What are you doing Yukino?" Haruka asked me from her seat beside me. She asked so absently, still picking at her lunch.
I looked at her, let my eyes fall over her golden locks and farther down her profile to the jut of her shoulders. Down still to her waist where her legs curved under the cafeteria bench and a sad smile came to me, I know.
"Daydreaming." I say a little to dreamily I suspect. Haruka turns to me more fully with a quizzical look on her face, brow furrowed into a question mark.
"Why?" She asked me then and I had no answer to the question. Many times lately I haven't had a suitable reply ready for her like before. Mainly because I can't answer her honestly.
Because you're with me, Haruka.
That's what I want to say yet I can't because she wouldn't understand, Haruka had never been one for refined feelings or at least she hadn't shown signs of it before. I couldn't put it past her though, but why she would hide odd little things like these would be beyond me.
When I didn't reply Haruka grunted and slouched over her lunch once more, redoubling her attacked on today's salad. I think I may move our friendship forward today as I have I have placed much thought into it. Haruka lingers where we touch now as I do and she seems more open to me, or maybe I'm misinterpreting the signals. I've never been very good at reading her, she has a very impenetrable wall set about her.
Yet she has come a very long way since we began being friends.
I think today I will make my move.
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The wind was calm in the trees and sky, barely a breeze tickling away the summer heat. The campus seemed empty with most of its students enjoying their free time elsewhere on rewarding endeavors, this is the time I cherish most. Not because of the lack of people, rather because things here seemed more pure and easily noticed when they aren't crowded and overwhelmed with action.
And the light of mid-evening splashed so rightly over every surface, illuminating it in only a way it could. I heard the sound of the fountain spraying water into itself and briefly wondered about its continuity, how it used the same water over again to the same end and, by some chance, if the fountain realized its redundancy.
Haruka sat on a bench once again but the one closest to the small courtyards exit, I stood in front of her. We hadn't spoken since we left the student council room where, at the door, a gentle silence found its way between us. Now she looked up at me from her seat and smiled barely, as though to say something with her gesture.
Then, at that moment, I realized how strongly attracted I was to her. Not only to her beauty but to her flowing presence and personality, as she smiled and it seemed eyes shined like gems under the soft moon. This was my moment, I felt adrenaline rush through my veins suddenly but I was calm.
I returned her smiled shortly and took off my glasses, I continued to look at her, into her eyes, over her jawline.. lingering on her lips. Her expression changed when I removed my glasses but her smile persisted.
I leaned over, placing a hand on her shoulder to keep my balance, and placed my lips ghostly over hers. She didn't stiffen or reject me and when I rose to my height once more and had replaced my glasses, her smile was no less.
She stood also and was now able to look down at me. Slowly she brought her right hand to my face traced from my chin to my temple. Her smile faded now, when she leaned into me and returned me the kiss but on my cheek.
This would take her time to adjust, but now she knew now my door was hers to open. If only she'd turn the key I'd given her.
Today was a new day and mine to treasure.
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A/n - If you didn't read above, I changed things quite a bit. There is no longer a party and within each chapter, the character will find a resolution to their turmoil. Also, I edited this within itself and employed tabs but they seem not to work. Still looking for a beta by the way...