Sometimes the easiest things are the hardest.

Sometimes we fear for things that we know wont happen.

Sometimes "Tomorrow" doesn't come.

It wasn't that Kai Hiwatari was a Coward, you could ask anyone who knows him about that. Yet there was one thing he fears so much it scares him. Its is a simple thing, really. His best friend often belittles him about it despite not being any better at the it.

Love.

Love is a funny thing, worming its way into your mind and capturing it, keeping it from thinking clearly. It is the thing that keeps young men and women up at night, both wanting and dreading it the same.

"You know that he'd never hate you! I mean come on, we're talking about Kinomiya. The Guy who took you back after betraying him three times. The very same guy that fulfilled the drunken bet of fighting a Beybattle in a dress! Nothing about him gives me the idea of being a intolerant asshole Kai!" Yuriy had enough of it. Watching his best friend grumbling and huffing and working himself up every day over a problem that wasn't there. "I'll tell him. Someday." that said his partner tried to flee the scene. Kai stood up, turning around to leave the Café they always meet at just to be stopped by a Hand on his wrist. "Someday might never come you know" Yuriy looks directly into Kai's eyes in hopes of finding at least a trace of understanding there. But wall he sees is the fright of a man who thinks he's got everything to lose. sighing he let go of Kai and turns back to his coffee. Its no use talking to the stoic youth once he's back to his 'He'll hate me for sure' thoughts. "I'll meet him tomorrow, at the airport. I promised to pick him up once he's back from America to spend the weekend together. And its not like I could run away then" He sighed and made his way to the door and left.

Three years. That's how long he avoided to talk about it. All the time he feared rejection but even more than that the loss of a friendship that saved his life. He knew Yuriy is right, has always been right. Takao would never hate him for his love. But the thoughts stay, and the bad dreams in which he is snarled and laughed at. Kai rubbed his eyes before getting into his car and driving home. It was going to be a long night but he needed to clear his head for now. He knew that if he didn't act soon someone else might come and steal his love away and no one steals from Kai Hiwatari. Sleep didn't come easy that night and in his dreams he was visited by visions of his love and their future together.

Needless to say, Kai's mood was pretty down the next morning. Standing up he looked at his phone to check the time. 7.30 am, Takao's flight lands at 9.00 am and he needs an hour to get to the airport, so he has thirty minutes to get ready. Oh joy. The man sighs and starts getting ready for the day as slow as possible, still trying to push the dreaded meeting back some time. All will end well he tells himself as he enters his car and makes his way to the airport. Its 8.15 as he leaves, hoping for a miracle to happen.

On his way to the airport he tries to shake off his fright and nervousness by listening to the radio. A decision he will soon come to regret.

"Breaking news. The Flight JA647 from New York to Tokyo went missing after some turbulences. All contact to the plane is lost and the Japanese Costal Guard was sent to look for the plane offshore in hopes of finding survivors. According to our expert are the chances of the Plane still flying too low. Families and Friends of the passengers are asked to remain calm and wait for more news at the Tokyo Airport."

Kai's heart stops for a beat and he nearly misses his exit. Flight JA 647 was Takao's flight. they had talked the day before, just before his meeting with Yuriy, about the exact details of when and where Takao would land, about his flight number and expected delays at the gate. About their planned weekend. Not about the possibility of never seeing each other again. He took a deep breath and holds it the rest of the way to the airport. Kais plan was to wait there together with other people; mothers, fathers, lovers who all waited for a special person to return to them.

When he arrived at the airport there are no news about the whereabouts of the missing plane or its passengers. And so he waits for an hour, and another and another and looses track of time thinking, regretting all the times he had the change to tell Takao how he feels yet didn't because he was to scared, to much of a coward to tell. Its already late evening when a security officer comes to update the families of their loved ones fates. his lowered eyes are already a sign of what kind of news they were:

"I regret to inform you that an hour ago parts of the wreck of the flight JA 647 were found. After several diving's we are now cleared to inform that there have been no survivors"