Well I hope you liked the first chapter so here's the second. Sorry for the potential grammar mistakes but I really don't care enough to fix my writing style. Well I hope you enjoy this as much as I do.

February-No matter what Hayama Hayato remains powerless.

I wonder how long ago it has been since I had a peaceful February.

Well to be exact, a peaceful week before Valentine's Day.

I don't consider it arrogance but I doubt anyone would feel the same.

It's nice to be within everybody's thoughts but….

It's stifling.

Let me breath.

Let me feel the chilly February air.

Let me go…

And yet it's obvious.

I can't….

This is the daily life that I out of my own volition committed myself to.

I do not want the things if built to crumble.

But even if I didn't want it to crumble, it will.

The platform's cracked.

And it's sliding down to the lowest pits.

So I'll let it slide towards the end, whilst being careful not to let it break.

If there is a hope it's that these people that surround me.

These people who make my February air hot and stuffy.

Will forget me eventually. They'll regard me as a foolish high-school crush when they're with the love of their lives.

Still before the end comes, I have to see things through.

I have to atone to her.

I have to see him off.

I need to make it up to her.

But I no longer have that power.

"Ah no I'm sorry. I can't, sorry."

At this point my mouth must be on auto loop.

"Ah no I'm sorry."

When will this end?

Without thinking I headed to the station.

Well perhaps the only thought I had was escape.

I mean why else did I naturally gravitate to this karaoke place.

I have the vague sense that I went here with my friends several times. But I had no power even in my memories.

I was about to head home.

"Ara. Is that Hayato-kun? Well that's nice. Come over here, we'll sing a few songs."

Rang out that cold half interested half disinterested voice.

She of all people.

A person who was most confusing.

A person who made things confusing.

A person who made people confusing.

A person who made feelings confusing.

And perhaps the most important of all, a person who made me confused.

Did I like her?

Hate her?

Of course it wasn't that simple.

"Ah sorry. I can't" I repeated.

"Hayato, you'd make a perfect broken cd you know? Don't worry about things. I can say you were with me and everything'll be solved."

And I knew that to be true.

My parents.

And most certainly everyone around her was under her thrall.

That included me, one of the people who knew a bit of her nature.

And so realising that my body was already moving without my wishes, my mind resigned to its failure.

Of course this wasn't going to be fun.

If we were alone then…..It can't be good.

I find to my surprise that I'm not alone.

Well to be exact she had guest but when I entered the booth he or she was leaving.

"Wasn't that…"

"Hikigaya's sister? Yeah, we've gotten closer….."

She smiled. A smile that generated only genuine feelings.

So creepy.

"What the hell are planning this time?" I asked tiredly.

"Nothing much. Well useless you count little sister's plans for her brother."

"I don't trust you." I challenged.

"Sure I don't care. It does make things more interesting. I do hate it when everything is at your beck and call."

"Still Hayato. Still would you be able to challenge me? I do doubt it but I can't underestimate that chance." She told me teasingly.

She was teasing me and being serious at the same time.

"What do you want!? How much are you gonna mess with him and her?!"

She shook her head and closed my lips with her lips. Her body was on me. She wasn't heavy but I really had no strength.

"Shh. Hayato. They'll kick us out if we continue this loud. Or are you suggesting you want to get it louder?" She asked me seductively.

"Get off me!" I exclaimed

"Ugh you're no fun. You should real let go Hayato. A beautiful Onee-chan just seduced you. Look something else in here is agreeing with me." She told me as she got off me.

She pointed to my pants. Nothing was happening.

"Kidding kidding. But I wasn't kidding about letting go. I wouldn't mind someone like you."

I gulped.

"And you'd achieve your hearts desires?"

Hearts desires? What were they again?

To be free of expectations.

To get her?

"Oh I'm joking again aren't I?"

"I mean you don't have any desires do you?"

Silence.

The silence only affirmed her words.

"You're terribly powerless. And to top it all off you don't have anything that'll make you happy. You don't even want to know. A victim to his own nature." She described me with a vicious look.

But her look abated. And was replaced with a thousand watt smile.

"That's why you're so interesting!" She declared.

She was like a child. A moody one.

"I thought I wasn't interesting to you?" I challenged.

She crawled closer back to her position on top of me.

"No. I've never seen such a person more suited for success look so bloody lost. My initial evaluation wasn't correct."

Now she was straight on top of me. Lowering her head.

"So simply help me Hayato and I'll help you." She whispered in my ear.

She rose from her position on my body.

"Okay, Hayato-kun!"

"Fine, seeing as I can't stop you. So what do you want me to do?" I ceded bitterly.

"It's simple, just get me into that ball of yours." Haruno exclaimed.

"Wait, how do you know?"

"Source confidentiality, Hayato."

"You don't want me to get them to come?" I asked suggesting the two of them.

"They'll come whether they want to or not. They're part of the planning committee and they would come anyways since it's compulsory for them to come." Haruno explained.

"Isshiki huh?" I pondered.

"Yeah she's the one. I really have to thank her. She created the ideal opportunity." She praised and smiled.

"You don't really need my help do you?" I questioned after a minute

silence.

She shook her head

"No, whether I got your help or not I would have come anyway. I have desires to achieve and my promise to little sister-san still remains."

"That means…."

"Yeah I was just teasing you. Again. But still, Hayato my promise with you still stands, you help me and I'll show you something good."

She left the box gracefully, leaving me in tatters.

Leaving me to ponder my chances.

I'm not melodramatic. But I am pissed.

February the 16th. Valentine's Day.

"Wha you're so lucky Hayato-kun! So many choco, ya know!" Tobe exclaimed

"I'd wish someone would give me toothpaste." I replied half-jokingly.

I glanced at my sports bag that was filled with chocolates.

"How are you gonna eat all of those?" Ooka asked for the seventh time today.

"Of course he'll eat them one by one. He's so romantic that way!" Yamato teased.

It wasn't really a joke.

I recall trying to eat all of them in elementary school. That was horrible.

I just give them to homeless people normally. Even if girls catch me giving them away they won't mind.

"Wait don't we have to retrieve our ball ticket from somebody?" Ooka asked.

"Yeah nearest ball committee officer. Who would that be?" Yamato questioned.

Of course I knew who that was.

The man least likely to be ball committee officer.

Hikigaya Hachiman.

Sensing an opportunity to leave the conversation and find him.

"Don't worry I'll get them." I spoke as I left the classroom

I was already outside when they thanked me.

Of course that was only the beginning.

I had to dodge the horde of girls.

I had to lose them.

Then I had to find the guy.

The first two was easily managed.

I few stern words and they dissipated.

The third not so much. This was Valentine's Day. He would certainly do his best to avoid me.

Checking his usual haunts led nowhere. So I checked the service club.

And to my surprise he was there alone.

"Hey"

"Don't 'hey' me. Knock next time damnit." he retorted.

"Easy, easy. I just wanted to get my tickets."

"Right now? You just missed those two. They took my share and spilt it into two. "You obviously can't be trusted to hand these out seeing as you have no presence." That's how it went I believe." He explained causally.

"So you're not leaving? Need something, God-king of Valentine's Day?" He questioned in a sarcastic tone.

"Looking for some to eat your chocolates without other people realising it ehh?" He questioned again.

"You know that isn't a problem right? You saw me last year right?" I pounced back.

"Oh the homeless shelter. That was awfully nice of you…." He grinned teasingly.

"'Oh he's so helpful to the homeless people". That's what you we're aiming for right?"

"More or less." I ceded as I took a chair.

"So I ask again, what is the God-king of Valentine's Day doing here?"

"No reason. Just wanted an escape of sorts."

"What, you planning on, being a loner? Sorry it's impossible." He remarked coldly but seriously.

"Nah, nothing like that. I just wanted to talk to you. You're coming right?" I asked.

"Unfortunately I have to. But you knew that already. So what are you here for Hayama?"

The irritation in his voice was steadily rising.

"I see, well I'll leave you here. One warning though. Look out. I don't know what for but look out." I warned as I began to leave the room.

"How ominous." He chuckled.

I left and as usual I couldn't do anything.

Certainly I broke a few hearts that afternoon. To many it was likely their last chance to try to be with me. To me however their chance would have never come.

But they'll forget me, as much as they'll forget these moments of their everyday lives.

As much as this ball will be forgotten.

Everybody was laughing and forgetting. Having fun without a contemplation to the past nor the future.

I wonder how much of this was a celebration of our last three years or whether it was more to forget the forgettable and to highlight the better points.

I suppose this is what happens when you don't get involved, a rather lonely perspective. But it wasn't bad.

But not getting involved was impossible for me. After all the woman that sneakily crept up on me as testament to that effect.

"Hayato-kun! Wha'cha doing? Why aren't you having some fun?! Live a little!"

Haruno suggested.

As a testament to her powers, very few people noticed she was even here. Contrary normal gravitating personality she was hidden. That wasn't to say that she wasn't stunning we she wanted you to see her.

Dressing in a black halter dress, which blended in the setting of the hall. Whether it was intentional or not the dress emphasised her chest as if it was seductively tell the people around her 'come and find me', fruitless as it maybe. Her entire face, from her eyes to her expression radiated a genuine happiness.

"Don't you have something to be doing?" I asked exasperated.

"Nope, I don't really need to do anything really. I'm going to let things continue on its course for today. I had hoped that those two would do something but I'm incognito right now. But I must admit watching all these people laughing and smiling like they want to bring something back is pretty hilarious."

And as usual she'd find her own fun when plans went awary.

"So Hayato, my plans aside, what do you see?" She asked.

"Just people having fun. They're dancing. What more can you see?" I questioned tentatively.

She slapped me in the back. I reeled slightly.

"You're really boring you know. Are you telling me that you've stood here for a few hours, staring at everybody else and you've not thought a hint about why they did things and why they will continue to do things like they have?"

"I don't have such hobbies. You know me well enough. I have no intention of meddling with people's lives." I stanchly opposed.

"You know, everyone thinks like this to a greater or lesser extent right? Whether it be God or a small child everyone thinks 'what is that person thinking?' It's a natural process in building relationships. Your refusal to do speaks heaps about your character, which admittedly is interesting in itself." She informed me.

"You really can't get over how you betrayed her right? One failure was all it took for you to hate the expectations placed on you. Even though you've successfully fulfilled everything from that point on, that one lasted. Even I wonder whether you were in love with me or her…."

"Stop it!" I shouted angrily as I grabbed her hand.

But as normal she just showed me a happy smiling face. 'Go on tell me what you wanted to tell me' it teased.

She continued unfazed.

"That's why you still hang around Hikigaya-kun right?" She teased.

"Enough!"

"Nice emotion." She giggled.

I couldn't stand it so I left.

Purge those thoughts.

Purge them.

Just purge.

I couldn't stand my motives being questioned.

I slid amongst the crowds of people. Occasionally greeting people with an expert fake expression.

I headed backstage.

Prehaps I wanted to find something to help.

Just so I could run away….

Along the way the whispers were getting frantic.

"Crap we can't find the person whose doing the announcements!"

"When are we stopping?"

"We need a distraction!"

"The person's puking in the toilet!"

"Too much to drink!?"

"The guy used the announcements as tissue paper!?"

"Crap only the student council president has the original!"

"Where the frick is she?"

And before I knew it I was in the middle of the fray again.

"Ah Hayama-kun! Can you please replace the announcer?" Cried out one guy.

"Uh sure. Where are the announcements?" I volunteered.

"We're trying to find the President but we can't contact her."

"We need a distraction quickly, people wanted to know what's being announced."

"Don't you have bands?" I suggested.

"No, they've left and their equipment's gone."

"Nobody's willing to stand in." Another cried despairingly.

But amongst all that chaos, one strong voice resounded through the air.

"Do you still have stereo?" Ordered a familiar feminine voice.

"Uh yes but what are you intending?" A ball planner replied hesitantly.

Sparing no time for answers she barked her next order.

"Play me the songs for the dances quickly! All of them in order." Ordered the girl once more.

They had no choice but to submit to the girl's will.

It was as expected of the existence known as Yukinoshita Yukino.

"Hikigaya-kun. We're dancing! Get out there." She commanded.

The boy in question who was frantically trying to contact Isshiki yelped.

"Oi that's way too out there!" He complained.

She just glared at him. 'You have no choice' she expressed.

Even he couldn't resist.

"But you better have something planned okay? I can't dance you know?" He told her whilst grinning.

Was he actually willing to do this?

So what does that say about him and her?

"Oi, Hayama. Drag her out of that toilet will you." He ordered whist he threw his phone at me.

I barely could react in time.

Whatever they intended, they had taken charge of the fumbling group.

Whatever they intended they had righted path that this ball was to take.

They opened the curtains once more.

And wordlessly without a sound between them, the song began to play.

The first on the list was 'sugar song to bitter step' (Yes yes I just had use Kekkai Sensen's ending).

Yukino started off first and attuned to her decisive nature did not hold back. Slides, hand clicks claps all where in her arsenal.

It was mesmerising to all of us. But perhaps it was the most mesmerising to the boy behind her. Starting off slowly, then he increased his momentum.

They were using different moves, but it was as if they realised that the nature of this song called for freedom, anything could be used on that stage. Nothing contrasted, surprisingly it all fit.

If their individual movements were dazzling then their steady group movements was nothing short of God-like.

Suddenly Hikigaya took the lead, grabbed Yukinoshita's outstretched hands and pulled her into a massive twirl. She landed in a fairly comprising position in his arms.

The next song played, slow one this time. But Yukino had no intention of taking it easy, forcing Hikigaya into a dancing position.

As normal Yukino took complete control of the dance, but even so his confidence grew after a few trial runs. The crowd was taken in by the slow start.

"This is just too crazy." I muttered, in shock.

"Senpai, what's going on?" Isshiki asked through the phone.

I could only answer with a 'come over here'.

The tango, the twist, the Macarena, the Waltz and practically every dance that worked with each of the songs was fully assimilated into their dance.

But perhaps the most profound of all was the things exposed to only a few that knew them personally. Their expressions were that of joy and happiness. They fought with each other all the way, fought each other for supremacy over the dance, both of them not willing to back down from their positions but one bought out the best in the other and vice versa.

Yukinoshita's face was tinted with undiluted joy. As she was pulled along to the next move she grinned. It was likely that she had no idea that expression on her. As her black dressed twirled to the next movement the audience was held in bated breath.

A similar situation occurred to the man the audience had never seen before. His smile devoid of any wit, sarcasm and planning. It was merely one giant grin. That suit that was once an odd fit for him suddenly fell into place.

Unknowingly beside me Isshiki had returned and was silently gazing at the awesome spectacle.

It ended as abruptly as it began, it's players left their stage to the applause of the crowd.

The next few minutes where a blur.

Half-heartedly I read the announcements.

I doubt that anyone paid any attention to the people who went on stage.

I doubt that anyone cared pass that point.

As I left the stage, I was left with something I had known for a long time.

I was powerless.

Powerless to stop her.

Powerless to help the ball committee

Powerless to help Isshiki

Powerless to give peace to everyone.

Powerless to create my own freedoms.

Powerless to realise my own motives

Powerless to resolve anything.

Powerless to help her.

Powerless to atone.

Powerless to understand.

When it came down it to I was a hollow being. A shell of capability.

I would never be able to right the only wrong I had made.

The very reason for my being was extinguished.

I would not be able to bring peace to my existence.

Nor to anyone else's.

I was oblivious to any anguish that this night bought, nor any night or day before.

I no longer had any goals nor desires.

This was the existence known as Hayama Hayato.

All I was left with was my useless thoughts and that disconcerting smile that never ceased….

Yeah Next chapter done. Hope you liked Hayama's perspectives on the world. Maybe a bit melodramatic towards the end but I think I got the point across.

Next Chapter; if so Yuigahama Yui will.

Please review and I hope that you'll read the next chapters.

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