It is currently lunch time at Sainan Highschool. Yuuki Rito sits at his desk and opens his packed lunch. He pulls out his chopsticks... And sighs. His mind flashes back to the morning of the day before. Rito had been unable to do anything. He did not know what to do. Momo still lay on top of him, her head down, him unable to read her expression. After what had seemed like forever, Momo had slowly peered up, a devilish grin on her face.

"...Wasn't that a pretty heart pounding confession? Oh Rito-san~ Look at you, your face is so red~ How cute~ It's so adorable how easy it is to fool you! I would love to stay here a little longer, but Mikan-san will come soon to check on you, and I can't afford to be caught again, so see you later, Rito-san!" Momo had said, her mischievous grin never wavering.

...Why is it, Rito ponders. It was her normal, joking grin, yet... Why did it feel so odd... So fake? She said that she had fooled him... But was that really true? Did she really mean what she had said... Or was she, as she had told him, simply playing with him? As Rito sat there, his lunch untouched, a figure draws closer to him.

"Yo Rito, what's up? You seem really out of it today man."

"S-s-s-saruyama! Um, um, yeah, um, nothing much. W-w-why do you ask?"

"Well you haven't been eating your lunch, and you seemed like you weren't listening to a single word Tear-ju Sensei was saying... Why do you keep shifting your eyes away from me?"

"W-w-what? I'm not shifting my eyes away from you. Haha... Hahaha... Ha..."

"...Man Rito, you're really out of it today man, take it easy, and rest up ok?"

"Um, yeah... Thanks..." Rito mutters. Shit, he thinks. I can't look Saruyama in the eye without remembering that freakish dream. What am I gonna do from now on, there's no way in hell that I'm gonna relive that dream in the middle of the classroom whenever I talk to Saruyama. He sighs, and packs his lunchbox up. Sorry Mikan, but I'm not gonna be able to eat this today. He gets up from his seat, and slowly walks outside his classroom. He needs some alone time, some peace and quiet to organize his thoughts. He decides to head for the roof top.

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The heavy metallic door creaks ominously as Rito pushes it open. Suddenly, a burst of vivid blue fills his eyes. In front of him is the roof top, the fences set up on the edges, and beyond that, the brilliant aquamarine sky, clouds lazily drifting along. He takes a step out, into the sunshine. He feels a cool breeze ruffle his hair as the sun rains warmth down on him. It was a good decision to come here, Rito thought. However, as Rito looks around he realizes that he is not alone. In the near left corner of the roof top sits a girl. Hugging her knees with her face down, her pink hair softly dances as the wind whistles past her. She looks up, and as her eyes meet his, they slowly widen.

"Rito...san..." Momo mutters.

"Oh... Um... Hey Momo... What are you doing up here?"

"I'm just sitting here, enjoying the sunshine and the breeze. What are you doing here, Rito-san? Shouldn't you be with Onee-sama and Haruna-san?"

"Lala and Sairenji, huh…" Rito mutters, as Momo's words from the morning before reverberate in his mind. "Nah, I needed some space to think about some stuff, so I decided to come up here."

"I see." Momo replies.

As suddenly as their conversation had started, their words stop flowing. Awkward silence fills the rooftop, only disturbed by the chirps of nearby sparrows, the faint whistle of the wind. Momo simply sits in her corner, her head once again hung. Rito, at a loss for words, slowly walks to the other side of the rooftop, and stares up at the sky.

Why am I so conscious of her, Rito thinks. He blushes, his face a bright shade of crimson as he once again recounts the events of the morning before. His thoughts from the classroom, the very thoughts he had intended to leave behind, once again flood his mind. Was that really just a joke? Could he have fallen once again to Momo's deceit? Rito slowly turns his head, glancing over at Momo in the corner. She still sits there, her expression hidden. As he turns his head back, his thoughts once again arrive at the conclusion he had reached the morning before. Could it be that… Maybe Momo really likes me… but she said that she had been fooling me, Rito thinks. She told me that she was teasing me… But… Rito carries his head in exasperation as he struggles with the infinite loop of his thoughts, too cowardly to take any action.

After what has seemed like forever, Rito hears a sigh. He quickly turns around, and sees Momo raise her head. Her expression bleak, she slowly stands up.

"Rito san, lunch is almost over, so I shall be heading back to my classroom." She says, her eyes staring past the horizon. She slowly shuffles towards the door. Upon reaching it, she pauses, her hand softly resting on the handle, as if she were waiting for him to stop her.

All Rito can do is stare at Momo's back. He knows what he wants to ask her. But he does not know what he wants to hear. No, he knows what he wants to hear. But if he hears it, can he accept it? He has already admitted to loving two women, a fact that he still cannot come to terms with. Such thoughts prevented him from asking a simple question, a question he had already voiced once to her, a question that he had repeatedly asked himself in his mind.

Momo sighs once again as she now firmly grabs the door handle. She pulls the door open, and slowly walks into the doorway. As the heavy metallic door starts swinging back into place, a single powerful thought fills Rito's mind.

Stay here.

Don't go.

"Wait Momo-" Calls Rito, not knowing what to say if she stops. The only reply he gets is from the door, slamming back into place with a deep metallic gong, as if to signal the end of Rito and Momo's nonexistent conversation.

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And that's the end of chapter 2. I know, Rito is stupid. It was painful writing this. But since I said that I would keep this non-OOC, Rito shall remain in character: stupid, insensitive, a complete dumbfuck, but in character.