A/N: I have a good amount of these written already, so I figure i may as well update today since I'll be busy this upcoming week.
2. Metaphor
Rated K
Nothing in particular reminds Senna of Keigo, because, well, everything does in some way. But he's kind of like her favorite juice, pomegranate-raspberry. Bright, happy, and just slightly sweet at all the right moments. She hadn't tried the juice until Keigo accidentally hit the wrong button on the juice machine. His clumsiness used to get on her nerves, but it didn't that day, and it hasn't since. He asked what she was thinking about, and she replied with a small giggle. Things happen for a reason, Senna decided as she sipped the juice across from him, still her favorite.