Shingyouji looked around the small café. It was quite the hot spot – other teenagers kept the young waitresses busy with their bubble tea sale.

None of them acted, looked like, or even was Misu. But that's all Shingyouji could think of.

It had been 10 days – ten, long days – since he'd kissed Takumi. Since he'd broken up with Misu Arata. Since he'd become a lone dog. And he had promised that after he did all that, he'd get over his love for Misu. So…just why was it so hard?

"Ne, Shingyouji-kun," Toshihisa pulled him from his thought, sipping on a crazy tie in the shape of a blue heart. "Why did you kiss Takumi?"

Shingyouji blushed bright red, sipping on his own drink to hide. "Is that why you brought me here?"

"basically." Toshihisa didn't try to hide his motives. "I mean, I won't get mad at you. If you like Takumi, who I am to judge you? I mean…Takumi's a great person."

Shingyouji smirked. He fiddled with his straw, going through the thoughts in his head. "It's…complicated."

"Well then, explain it to me."

"Forget about it. It's a long story."

"It's Saturday – that's why I brought you out here. We have 24 hours for you to explain what happened between you and Misu-kun. And if you can't explain it within that time, you need to get some professional help."

Shingyouji shook his head. "It doesn't matter." He looked down to his drink – just nodding and stirring. "It doesn't matter. It's in the past – life goes on."

"I wouldn't necessarily say that."

Shingyouji turned around. Gii approached their high-raised table in his high-impeccable fashions ense. "Saki-senpai!" Shingyouji jumped to embarrassed attention.

"Gii!~" Toshihisa was just as surprised. "How'd you know we were here?"

"You come here every weekend. And when I heard Misu say Shingyouji was with you – "

"Arata-san was talking about me?" Shingyouji gasped under Gii's knowing stare. "I mean…"

"It's obvious you still like him and not Takumi. Speaking of – "

"I'm sorry!" Shingyouji bowed his head. "It really was a last resort to use Hayama-san."

"Use?" Inside, Gii was bordering on rage. But he had come here with the thought that Shingyouji had his reasons. He crossed his arms over his chest. "Now what would you need to use Takumi for?"

Shingyouji gulped down over the lump stuck deep in his throat. He looked between n Toshihisa and Gii and finally sighed. He held out an arm, gesturing to Gii's waiting seat. "Sit please."