A/N: Sorry for the wait, life happened, I have been busy for a while. Got around to this today, so yeah. I am going to try to switch perspectives every chapter, thus why some chapters may be shorter than others. Emi and Hisao may or may not be the only perspectives I choose as well, not too sure about that yet. If you want that, be sure to tell me in the reviews or something.

Hisao leaves my room, only to leave bitter silence. Something was on his mind. I need to find out. If it's another girl, I'll kick her ass. I don't even care anymore, he is mine. Mine alone. And my kicks hurt. A lot. You don't want to know how it feels getting kicked around with my blades on. It's not nice. Then again, if it was another girl, he probably wouldn't have stuck around me that long. He must actually love me. I'm glad I trusted him. He's the first person who didn't find out what exactly happened by association of family or who helped me immediately after. Then again, it doesn't take a genius to get a good idea about what happened, given how much Hisao knew. I think he wanted me to tell him, in fear of being wrong around a really sensitive subject.

I get dressed in my running gear, and go to the track. Hisao's there, stretching. I know he started running only for me. It was a sweet gesture.

Time passes pretty fast during my sprint. For some reason, my head is not clear like it usually is during my running. Perhaps Hisao's rubbing off on me. He is the one I'm thinking about after all.

What could he possibly be thinking about? I gave him everything he wanted yesterday. At least I think so.

My run slows down to the walks I take with Hisao so he can start relaxing and winding down. It's a good thing I run so much, otherwise I would need those too. But I just like to stick around with him.

"So, you finally want to tell me what's on your mind? I didn't forget you know."

"Promise you won't get mad at me."

Oh god, he did something stupid. I just know it. I turn my back on him for one second, and this happens. I give a smile, although it may look a bit false.

"No promises, but it'll take a lot to get me mad."

I give him a wink as he looks up at me, a good sign that I'll get what I want from him. Finally, I can hopefully help him like he's helped me!

"You see. It has to do with you."

That's not something I wanted to hear. He is not doing what I think he is. Hisao, you fucker, you better suddenly learn how to run faster than me if you are breaking up with me after everything I've been through. I made you go through it as well. It's hell, utter fucking hell.

"I'm worried about you."

All my previous thoughts go in the back of my head. Why could he possibly be worried about dealing with me.

"Oh? What did I do?"

"Yesterday is what you did. I'm afraid that you'll start regretting that. I really think you forced it out of yourself."

Oh. Oooooooohhhhh. That's what this is about. If I'm going to be honest, I thought I had forced it as well. But I don't regret it. I felt so free last night. I slept wonderfully for the first time in a while, and I owe it all to this boy who is standing right in front of me.

"I'm fine, Hisao. If I wasn't I would tell you. Trust me, will you?"

I give him a genuine smile, one of the first ones since my accident. I continue talking to him.

"Listen, if this my wellbeing is really bothering you, test me. We can go eat at the Shanghai after class and you can ask me as much questions as you want."

"You sure about that? I mean, any question can mean really sensitive ones as well."

Hisao doesn't know when to shut up sometimes. I'm giving him a once-in-a-lifetime offer here, and he's about to throw it away. No, I won't let that.

"Yes, anything! Now come on, the Nurse will probably think we're up to no good again if we don't get there soon!"

I'm distracted for most of class. Can't think straight. Rin's being unusual, as usual. Oh, sometimes I wonder what it's got to be like to be her. Always having her head in the clouds, sometimes I really envy her. It's as if she doesn't want to be a part of society.

Oh well, it's nothing that I can really do. At least it keeps my mind on something, class was easy today because we basically just had exams, and we had to get back in the swing of things.

Eventually time passes, class ends, and I start running towards the iron gate. Hisao told me he used to hate that thing. I wonder why. Speaking of Hisao, he starts walking towards me.

"Hurry up! You know how fast I can AND want to be! Get a move on, Hisao!"

"Aren't you supposed to not be pushing me harder?"

"If you can take what we do in the bedroo-"

Hisao speeds up a bit, just enough that he caught up before I finished my sentence.

"Please, don't say that in public."

"Why not?"

I give my famous pout, but Hisao refuses to accept defeat.

"The LAST thing I need is Misha hearing it and signing it to Shizune. You know how she is."

I recall the Student Council president. Student Council is a pretty stupid idea, who wants to actually be in a government system. Especially with that deaf bitch, Hisao has told me many stories of her. But I don't see her acquaintance's famous hair anywhere.

"Hisao, quit your worrying, I don't see her anywhere."

"You're right, come on, I'm hungry."

After repeating a rather irritating order to Yuuko, I finally start getting Hisao to talk.

"So! Test me! I told you!"

"Alright, alright, sometimes you can be so impatient."

"I'm the fastest thing on no legs after all! I'm not supposed to be waiting around!"

"Alright then, what exactly am I supposed to ask?"

"Anything! Anything at all, I told you that I'll answer whatever question you want me to."

"Well, alright then. Why is your favorite color blue?"

Well then. That seems like a random question. The reason why, well. It's obvious to me, but oblivious to others. It's always been something I've never told anyone. Sure I told Hisao that it was because I don't want to make others feel bad, and about the Strawberries, which I do like, but it's much, much more deeper than that. I start to move around nervously, before I speak.

"Well, you know how I said that I never corrected people about what my favorite color actually is?"

"Yeah…"

He doesn't see where I'm going with that. He's so clueless sometimes. I'm going to help him out, just a little bit though.

"There's another reason why I don't do that. It's because I don't want to be asked about it."

"But you just said-"

I cut him off.

"I didn't say I wouldn't answer, Hisao. Quit jumping to conclusions, sometimes you're worse than me!"

"It's your father, isn't it."

"Hisao, what did I just say about jumping to conclusions?"

"To not to."

He starts laughing, and talks about how that reply sounded like he was seven years old or something. However, he did hit a nerve. Twice. First that question. Second that conclusion. And the thing is, he's right.

"Alright, alright, I'm calming down, sorry."

"Well, you were right… About it being about my father."

There's an awkward silence between us for a bit. Sometimes I do regret it, but most of the time I wouldn't change what happened between us for anything in the world. At least yet.

"Look in my eyes, Hisao."

He stares deeply at me, and for a moment I feel like I can completely trust him.

"What do you see?"

"Green, of course. You should know your own eye color."

"Hisao. Think this through, you're smart. Well, at least in science you are."

"Your father's eyes were blue?"

There he goes, I knew he'd catch on, and now to reward him with a kiss.