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Akito then spent the rest of his day trying to work but his head was flooding with the thought of Sana. How he'd found her when he'd finally given up…how she'd been doing…
Mostly...What had exactly happened to her…
"Damn it, Sana! Don't run away anymore..."
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That night, he finally came back home at 2 a.m. Before he went in, he glanced at her door. While he was thinking he faintly heard someone singing and playing guitar. He followed the sound up to the roof of the apartment. The voice was clearer. Such a sad, sweet voice, ready to break anytime soon fragile voice, singing a sad song accompanied with the sound of the guitar…
He climbed the stairs to where the owner of the voice is, only to find Sana, sitting cross-legged with the guitar on her lap. She only wore an over-sized button up shirt and short shorts in a still cold early spring. She was staring out in the view of the dark city only dimly lit by the street lights and the stars. Her soft hair shook by the light breeze. Her face was the saddest...and the most beautiful. All around her was bottles of alcohol.
Akito walked over silently and sat next to her.
Listening.
She finally finished and they just sat in silence.
"That was very beautiful," he said breaking the silence.
"...it's used to get rid of my emotions," she suddenly said
He stared wide-eyed surprised she'd open up a little bit.
"...so I can feel empty and numb whenever…stuff happens…"
He stared at her even more shocked.
"Hm, isn't weird? It's like I can just open up to you,you give me a...certain feeling...maybe cuz I'm drunk, heh."
"...I can listen"
She smiled a little...very bitterly.
"...you asked me why I do this? What if it's really because I enjoy it? What if I enjoy making guys beg to me, watching them frustrated, and being so helpless!"
She went on laughing dryly.
"Don't talk like that Sana Kurata! I know you better than that!" he said angrily.
Then she stared at him weird...and her eyes got wide
"Sana…Kurata?? How'd you know my last name…wait…Akito…Akito Hayama! Fuck, you can't be the same…oh fuck fuck fuck!!"
Sana snapped up, gathering her stuff and cussing out loud.
Akito realized his little slip too late.
"Shit, Sana!! Don't leave!! Why are you running away!" he grabbed her.
"Akito, Akito, Akito!! Damn it! How did I not recognize you?! Damn it, damn it!"
She shrieked her eyes hysterical.
"Please Sana don't be like this! Please please please can't we start over and be friends? I've finally found you!"
She paused going down the stairs.
"Friends?? Friends??"
She laughed bitterly
"I've thrown away all those, when I became a fucking whore!! Do you know how much it hurts, Hayama? We can't be friends Akito Hayama. You become fucking successful with your life while I have the dirtiest, the shittiest job on earth!"
She yelled and crashed down and slammed the door of the rooftop.
"Damn it Sana!! Fuck Fuck Fuck!!"
Akito yelled angrily. Angry at the world...
Angry at himself for feeling helpless…
He angrily threw the glass bottles against the rooftop wall, making them shatter into millions of pieces that could never be put back…
Author: Chapter 4 already! Please review :D