I'm in the room, it's a typical Tuesday night
I'm listening to the kind of music she doesn't like
and she'll never know your story like I do


It wasn't that she disliked Hinamori Momo and it definitely wasn't like she had done anything really horrible to Karin. In fact, Momo seemed like the least type of person Karin would come to dislike. Her compassionate attitude, innocent face, and childlike remarks even reminded Karin of her own sister, Yuzu. In addition, Momo actually put up with her tough attitude and crude statements, something most girls, and even guys, would not be able to do. She also didn't know why Momo was so lenient about Karin hanging out with Toshiro. Karin had always thought that girls became really jealous when it came to other girls and their boyfriends. Momo just seemed one of those good Samaritans that were super good- all the time.

Although it seemed like Karin had no reason to loathe Momo, Karin had always found herself trying to find something wrong with the gentle adolescent or even acting a little rude. She always admonished herself when she caught the little slip-ups, but for some reason, she couldn't help but dislike the purple-haired youth. It drove her crazy.

So now, Karin was sitting on her gray bed cover, pondering over the tightening of her heart every time she thought of Momo and Toshiro. Tokio Hotel's "Sorefune" blaring through her headphones and her foot bouncing up and down to the rhythm, Karin tried to do her math homework without a thought of the couple.

And as you can tell, she failed.

After getting about a third of her math homework done, Karin gave up and tossed it to the side. Flipping herself on her back, Karin peered at the clock out of the corner of her eye. She sighed heavily and rolled herself out of bed. It's not too late for a night jog, Karin thought, as she scoured her drawers for light jogging clothes. Dressing herself in a white spaghetti strap and navy blue running shorts, she quietly snuck downstairs and slipped through the door.

Something Karin liked about running was the fact that you had to concentrate on the road ahead and your breathing. If you didn't concentrate on where you were going, you could easily trip or get lost. If your breath was all over the place, you felt tired the minute you started and you would find that your heart could not keep up with your legs. She also liked that running left little room for any other thoughts, which had always calmed her when she was feeling troubled. She didn't have the opportunity to think about anything but the present. It was a strangely serene type of feeling.

Karin focused on her breathing, timing it with her footsteps clattering against the cement sidewalk. She closed her eyes, temporarily focusing on the sole sound of the pitter patter of her foot as it fell lightly onto the ground. Opening her eyes, she increased her pace slightly and turned the corner.

"Ouch!"

Karin, rubbing her forehead in pain, looked up in surprise at the voice. "Momo?"

Momo jumped back in surprise at the sound of her name, but let down her guard as she saw that it was Karin. "Oh, hi Karin. What are you doing up so late?" She asked, standing up unsteadily.

"Nothing really," Karin replied, picking up the grocery bags from the ground, "just out for a late night jog."

Momo laughed. "I can tell. It's what? 10:45?"

Karin chuckled uneasily. "Yeah. Just had my mind on some things and went out to clear 'em out. What are you doing so late?" Karin asked, glancing at the grocery bags in Hinamori's hands.

"Huh? Oh these!" Momo glowed happily as she leaned over to whisper in Karin's ear. "I'm making dried fruit for him. You know, since he plays soccer and all. I thought it would be good for him, 'cause you know, it's fruit." she giggled bashfully.

"This late at night? And I thought you were mad at him." Karin wondered, taking a small step away from the girl.

"Huh? Oh no. He apologized and even offered to take me on a date this Saturday. I'm so excited, I wanted to get started right away." She squealed.

"Oh. That's cool," Karin stated. She never thought Toshiro would take her advice so soon. In fact, she never really actually thought he would do it. "I'm glad you guys made up."

"Me too," Momo replied, her eyes in a fond expression, "I'm so glad that our relationship made it through all these years. I don't know what I would've done if he wasn't with me since childhood."

"Yeah…" Karin smiled awkwardly, "I gotta go back to the house now. I think my late night jog ended when I ran into you."

"Oh, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt your jog," apologized Momo. "Hey, why don't we walk home together? I mean, we walk the same way, don't we?"

"I'd love to, but-"

"But what? Let's go!" Hinamori cried, taking Karin's arm and pulling her gently to her side.

Damn it. I knew I shouldn't have jogged tonight, cursed Karin, allowing herself to be tugged along by her best friend's girlfriend.


"So," Karin started, "What type of fruit did you get 'im?"

"Peaches, apples, bananas," listed Momo, rummaging around the bag. "Strawberries, persimmons-"

"Wait- doesn't Toshiro hate persimmons? Especially when dried?"

Momo looked at her in surprise. "Ehh-? Really? But I've always created this dried fruit combo even before we started dating."

Karin laughed nervously. "Well, Toshiro's not one for dried fruits really- or maybe it's just the persimmons- but he will eat them if he has to."

Momo pouted. "What? How come you know more about him than me? And I've known him since childhood," she grumbled. "Tell me more about him."

"Uhm… you know you can just ask, right?"

"Yeah, but that ruins the whole 'automatically-knowing-what-your-boyfriend-wants' purpose."

"I don't know, Momo…"

"Puh-leeze? Just tell me what his favorite foods are. I'll stop it there," Hinamori puppy-dog eyed Karin until she finally conceded.

"Toshiro likes watermelon. And amanatto."

Momo giggled. "He's like an old man."

"More like a geezer."

"Now that's no way to call my boyfriend."

"Yeah…"

Momo abruptly stopped. "Well, this is my road. I'll see you at school! Thank you for the advice!" She turned the corner and waved back at Karin. "Bye!"

Karin just waved half-heartedly and once she couldn't hear Momo's footsteps anymore, she sighed in relief. "Out of all the people I had to meet in the middle of the night, it just had to be her," Karin groaned aloud, picking up her pace as she walked home.


**Special Note: I'm going to be on vacation, so while I will continue to write, I can't guarantee the quickest updates.

*grumble grumble* I had a lot of trouble with this one. I was thinking- should it be Toshiro she meets? Or Momo? Toshiro? Momo? You can tell which one I ended up choosing.

The reason I chose Momo over Toshiro is because of the whole fluffy thing. I figured this fanfic would be fluffy enough, and I didn't want to add more to the already-overfilling fluff meter. But I think it ended up okay.

Thanks so much for reading and I hope you enjoyed the second installment!^^ Please continue following and reviewing! (Your reviews meant a lot and I am very grateful you took the time. Thank chu~)