Why would you ever leave without knowing when you would come back? I swear to god, if I end up waiting four years waiting for your return, you better stick by my side from then on... I honestly, totally, absolutely miss you.

Waiting Iris

The rain was pouring in heavy sheets that resounded in his ears as loud beats, almost as if everyone's heart was beating and echoing and shouting all at the same time. However, the train station was empty, and the only heartbeat that could belong to was his own.

The trains themselves stopped a long time ago- he heard their wheels turn and clack clack clack away, and everyone had then started to disperse. But he stayed there. He was still there. He was waiting.

He didn't know exactly what he was waiting for.

The rainy season was annoying. Everywhere he went it was rain, rain, rain. It was as if the reservoir of tears was actually kept above their heads and the gods above randomly decided to open the floodgates and let it fall back to them. That pissed him off. The sky was crying endlessly, and yet he hadn't shed a single tear.

He couldn't.

Not yet.

Kashima Yuu had left this place- this town; this city; this prefecture; this country -a month ago. Those four weeks were incredibly long. He would find himself with energy at the end of the day- energy that was supposed to be spent on her- and it kept him up at night.

However, he would use up that energy by thinking about her until five in the morning and by being haunted by the fact that he might not be able to see her again.

Without the troublesome, stupid, dense idiot around, Masayuki found himself staring off and losing focus more often.

Groups of girls would distract him, as if he could stare at them long enough and she would suddenly appear in the midst of them. He would stare at the test scoreboards, as if by focusing on her name near the top of the list would bring her there to call out to him. Hori Masayuki was found in deep thought glaring at the prince costume, as if she was still here and he could yell at her for not being to practice in time and put on the specially tailored suit just for her.

Without the lively, handsome, optimistic genius around, Masayuki found himself staring off and just plain old missing her.

She didn't tell anyone she was leaving. She didn't even seem to know either. One day, he just walked into the clubroom and found an annoyingly large crowd of females crying and sobbing and Yuu standing way in the back with an apologetic look on her face. He was about to yell and hit her, but the vice president calmly placed a hand on his arm and gestured around the room.

Everyone seemed relatively upset, and some were even disappointed. And when he brought his attention back to Kashima, she was staring at him with wide eyes- a sight that might as well just have him pull out his heart and stomp all over it right then and there.

She wasn't going that far away. Just Australia. What was even in Australia that caused her family to just uproot and go was unknown. All she said was her parents were moving there because they had gotten promotions and their company was moving them. Nothing about coming back. Nothing about how long. Nothing else about why.

Again, it was just Australia. Australia was only 6,860 kilometers; 4,262 miles; 685,9990 meters; 7,502,174 yards; 22,506,530 feet; 270,078,341 inches; 685,999,000 centimeters away from Japan. Kashima Yuu was only 685,999,000 centimeters away from him. If a cherry blossom petal falls 5 centimeters per second, and, hypothetically speaking, a petal fell every second, then 137,199,800 petals would be littering the floor within 2,286,663 minutes, 38,111 hours, 1,587 days and god if Masayuki had to go four years before seeing the cheery green-eyed girl again and was promised that she wouldn't go too far from his side after her safe return, you can bet your life he would.

"I have something to tell you when I get back!"

"When will you get back?"

"...I don't know."

"Stupid, you have to know. Anyway, why can't you just tell me now?"

"It's a secret! I want you to be awaiting my return, Senpai."

"Obviously I will be."

"Are you going to miss me?"

"Do I seem emotionless to you?"

"Don't cry while I'm gone, Hori-chan-senpai!"

For the past week, Masayuki was tired of sitting at home and watching the rain fall, so he went outside to watch it. He would sit in the train station and watch people get on and off the heavy metal contraption, secretly hoping he would see her cobalt blue hair or her bright, expressive smile and secretly hoping she would run to him and tell him whatever she wanted to say.

For the past week, Masayuki was secretly hoping what she had to say was something similar to what had been stuck in his throat that day in the clubroom when everyone had left and it was quiet and she was asleep with her head on his lap and he couldn't help but want to spill every single emotion he ever had for the taller girl onto and across the room, and across himself, and across oceans and cities and the stupid barriers that were keeping them apart at the current moment, and just paint the walls of the clubroom with the overflowing feeling of bliss and endearment that was reacting to her radiantly beautiful aura and the radiantly beautiful Kashima Yuu herself- the girl that was calmly dozing away atop him as his heart was beating a million miles per minute underneath his cool, calm demeanor and driving him so crazy he felt like he would scream.

But he didn't. She was asleep.

Kashima Yuu had left this place- this town, this city, this prefecture, this country -a month ago. And this whole past week, Hori Masayuki felt like waiting in the rain at the train station just to satisfy himself.

The trains were stopped due to bad weather, and Hori knew he had to go home, but he stared longingly down the track as if something would tell him she was alright. A sign that she was okay. A sign that his existence to her was important enough to last a month in her memory as she situated herself in a new country.

In the corner of his eye, he saw an iris struggling against the pelting rain. That was his first sign.

His second sign was the wet arms that sloppily wrapped around his torso, scaring the breath out of him and stealing the warmth from his body. He would've screamed bloody murder if it weren't for the familiar laughter in his ear.

"Hori-senpai!"

As quickly as he could, and with difficulty due to the tight grip around him, Masayuki turned around.

"Y-you!" He felt the weight that had been upon his shoulders collapse and he was fired up with emotions that he hadn't felt during that rainy month: anger, exasperation, surprise, and bliss, bliss, bliss.

He held the taller female in his arms and squeezed her soaked self as tight as he could.

"Kashima! it's you! Don't scare me like that! You idiot! You dumbass! God, where were you? Aren't you supposed to be in Australia? Where are you parents? You sister? Why are you back? Are you okay? Why are you even here? You're soaking wet! At least bring an umbrella with you! The trains are closed- I don't know where you're going but-"

Yuu interrupted him with a light laugh and squeezing him just as tight.

"Hori, I missed you."

The brunette couldn't help but smile at her.

"...You weren't in Australia that long; why'd you drop the honorific?"

"...Hori-chan-senpai, I love you."

Masayuki let out a long sigh as he rested his head upon her shoulder and felt warm tears fall down his cheeks. Were they hers? Or were they the ones overflowing from his own eyes?

"I love you too. So much."

(A/N) Thank you for reading!

It's 4AM and I have more important things to do, but I started writing this and I couldn't stop ahaha… It took me a few hours

Sad to say, this might be the best thing I write about this couple for awhile;;;; All of my other drafts don't seem to have as much emotion as this one.

I really enjoyed writing this though! I'm actually more worried about how out of character Masayuki is than about how bad my grammar is this early in the morning (I miswrote so many words…)

This was based after a one word prompt: Station. Where I live, it's been raining recently, and so I felt like the setting should be during the wet season ahaha... I included irises in there because (after researching) they grow around June and July in Japan like hydrangeas (which was in the rainy day ep/ch in the official series) and because their primary flower meanings include hope and admiration.

Also, if you can't tell, I really love to overuse parallel structure.

I hope you enjoyed this oneshot! If you have any prompts or anything I'd happily take them as well with suggestions on how to write for these two better ;u; Please leave a review of feedback or criticism if you can!