A/N: Welcome to your author's rants about her life a.k.a. Author's Notes. Work is suicidal as usual. I don't understand how people can throw projects at me like this. Oh yeah, I'm Super Woman.

Warnings: YES. BL. YAOI. GUY X GUY. PLEASE CLICK THE BACK BUTTON NOW IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ.

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The bedroom door slammed shut. Wet circles appeared on the bed sheets, a few drops first and then the sobbing started. Every single memory of the week before flooded into Rin's mind. Haru's eyes, the way his eyes sparkled when they saw the pool, the way he would casually caress the part of his palm whenever their hands were intertwined. His gentleness, their short bickering, the way he held him so carefully.

The past week was everything he'd ever wanted. Was this what it meant to be loved? To love, to feel him all the time, knowing he was his, never letting his hand go?

He couldn't escape this anymore

He was in love.

And he broke Haru's heart.

Haru sunk deeper into the pool, relishing the cold water over his body. Little bubbles of air escaped his lips as he idly swam around.

Rin was only with me because he thought we did it that night.

Was this what they meant by heartache? He hurt, even though not physically and it was the worst feeling ever. Everything reminded him of Rin. His eyes, his smile, the things he loved, and the secret little picture of himself he knew Rin kept in his closet under his clothes, his favourite food.

Everything.

Haru surfaced with a splash, water droplets swinging wildly to the sides as he shook his head. Usually, the water would solve most of his problems. He just needed to be surrounded by water and feel his problems being washed away by water. He needed to get these thoughts out of his system and he knew just the place to go.

Rin knew he was out of tears. The swollen red skin under his eyes made him look like a pufferfish. After all these years, he thought, the last person he would have expected to hurt Haru was himself.

Again.

The guilt gnawed at him and he choked back a sob. Stepping into the shower, Rin let the cold water rain upon his tear stained face. Haru would never come back and it was his entire fault.

He had to let this go. To forget everything. To forget his kisses, the way his fingers curled against his arm, to forget the half-naked swimmer cooking mackeral in his kitchen..

To forget Haru.

The light tinkle of the bell made the bartender raise his head in a polite nod before Haru took his seat at the counter. Light laughter could be heard around the tiny bar.

"What would you like tonight?" The towel turned deftly in the bartender's hands, setting down glass after glass.

"Something strong."

The bartender raised an eyebrow. Haru came by often but he wasn't the type to drink. A usual glass of Umeshu or draft beer and that was it. Haru's face was contorted, frustrated. A glass of whiskey landed in front of him with a soft thud. "Take it easy on that. Sometimes, forgetting isn't an option. Don't overdo it."

A wry smile appeared as Haru nodded his thanks, the burn of alcohol sliding down his throat. He nursed his glass, looking around the bar for someone alone. Maybe a night out would be good. The brown haired guy to the left of the counter looked really cute, even with his lips puffed out in anger. Red scribbling decorated the papers he was holding and he was flipping through it with a glass of beer in his hand.

An editor, huh?

Haru stood; drink in hand, ready to introduce himself when the sound of glass crashing on the floor diverted his attention. His body stilled, his heart felt that uncomfortable pang of pain again.

Rin

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