DISCLAIMER:I DO NOT OWN LA CORDA D'ORO

Kahoko looked at the ceiling from her bed. Then looked at the alarm.

"Ugh. Damn it. It's already twelve o clock." she thought tiredly.

She managed to stand from her bed take a shower. The boiling water hurt her but it also comforted her. As she stood in the cascading water, she looked at the water running thorough her toes. And she thought of her secrets and lies. When the hot water had finally stopped running, she sighed and wrapped a towel around her small body. She looked at the mirror, staring at her reflection. Her layered red hair, had become longer over the two years. Her eyes were as bright as ever, but within the pools of gold there was a suppressed pain. She dressed in her dark bra and matching panties. A pale pink shirt, running shorts and Nikes. She pulled her warm, wet hair into a ponytail and walked out the door, and slowly trotted down the deserted streets.

Tsukimori walked down the streets bumping shoulders with strangers and not bothering to apologize. He slowly moved his feet, and found himself on the pier that overlooked the city and the ocean. The sun was high in the sky, it seemed to be carried by the pale fluffy clouds. He turned towards the crowd of people, the musicians, and laughing children. Then a familiar face appeared. A face he hadn't seen since he had graduated. The face was pulled into a grimace of pain, but the golden eyes still shined brightly, the red hair pulled tightly hiding it's volume. Her small upper body covered in a pale pink shirt, on her hips black, short running shorts. Her toned pale legs keeping a steady beat as if making their own music.

"Kahoko." Thought Len.

Kahoko stopped dead in her tracks and looked steadily at the man with sky blue hair and golden eyes. Then a white grin pulled over her lips.

"Tsukimori-kun! Wow I haven't seen you in like three months. How have you been?"

Tsukimori only stared. He had forgotten how stale and slightly annoying this girl had been.. A few seconds of silence passed over them.

"Ah well that's great. I should uh get going." stuttered Kaho nervously and blushing. She started to run when he spoke.

"How do you think I've been?"

Hino only stared. Memories washed over her. She blushed and sadness flooded her veins.

"I'm...I'm so sorry. Well uh, maybe you'd like to uh...talk about it? Maybe I can help?" she said embarrassed.

"...How could you possibly help me?" said Len angrily. "What could you possibly know of pain? Of loss? Nothing!"

Hino stared. He hadn't changed at all. Always led by his first impressions. But this had been too much.

"If you think your the only one who has lost someone your wrong." she said as tears had built up in her eyes. Then she ran. Leaving Len and the staring crowd.