The person who was watching me was...Kuuki? No... It can't be... He's dead.

"Unfortunately, I'm not Kuuki." I stood up and took a few steps forward, trembling as I went.

"Then, who are you? If you're not my brother, who are you?"

"I'm merely a stranger to you. If you'd excuse me, I'll leave." He turned to leave, but I spoke up.

"Shizen Sora." He stopped.

"Yes?"

"That's your name?"

"Yes."

"You changed it from 'Kuuki' to 'Sora'?"

"I never changed it."

"You're wrong. You did. Our mother would never name two or more of us of the same description of element. 'Sky' is very close to 'air.'"

"Who said I was your brother? It's just a coincidence that we have the same surname." He walked off.

"Wait!" He didn't turn about again no matter how much I screamed.

"Why would you want him to stay if he chose to leave?"

"You just don't get it, do you, Akashi? He might be my brother! You wouldn't understand even if I told you everything!" I ran away. I felt as the hours went by as I ran around with no desired destination.

I finally stopped at a river and sat at its bank, crying my heart out. I finally get to see him again, and he says he's not him. The voice, the face, and the name are so like him... I just can't get rid of the feeling that he is Kuuki.

"How long are you going to cry for?" I looked up. Akashi sat down next to me. "I don't understand why you would pick this place out of all the others to cry at."

"You don't have to understand." I wiped away the tears roughly. "We should get back now." I got up. "I'm going to leave first." Then, I sprinted back to the hotel. Only Nanami was left.

"Were you crying? Your face is completely red."

"Don't worry about it." I lay down on the bed and looked at Nanami. She was taking pictures of the things outside the window. "What are you doing?"

"I'm a professional photographer. It's my thing."

"Cool." "Life is like a camera... Focus on what's important, Capture the good times, Develop from the negatives, And if things don't work out, Take another shot." I've always liked that quote. It's just too bad that I can't do what it says. Then, my stomach growled.

"Are you hungry?"

"Kind of. I didn't even eat breakfast or lunch."

"Dang, girl! Stop starving yourself." She threw me a meat bun from the table. "Here. Fill up on that."

"Thanks, and where did those come from?"

"Rin brought them back a while ago before going shopping again."

"Ugh! What's with that girl and clothes? Is the only thing girls do is shop?"

"We are birds of a feather, my friend."

"I'm glad someone understands that concept."

"As do I. Away from that topic, this is kind of out of the blue, but why did you become so interested in art? I don't mean to say it in a bad way. It's just that you seem to enjoy it so much and not stop your love for it."

"Well..." Now that I think about it, I don't really know why I'm so interested in art. "I don't really know. You don't really need a reason to love something, right?" She nodded. "I want to hate it, but my love for it is even stronger..."

"I know how you feel. I am the same with my camera. One day, I got so mad at it for a certain reason, and I was about to smash it when I stopped and realized that I couldn't."

I didn't hear anything after the word 'smash' because it was like a taboo for me. That truck smashed into...Kuuki, and he disappeared for good. Nanami waved her hand in front of my face, but I was still deep in my thoughts, so I didn't notice. Then, she clapped her hands together, making me flinch.

"You're back on Earth now?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah." I was deep in thoughts again. She snapped me out of them again.

"Is it fun going into space? You seem to go there often." I smirked.

"You know, for a mean joke, it's pretty funny."

"Thanks." She shrugged her shoulders with a carefree expression. "I try." I laughed, and soon she joined in.

For the next two hours, I helped Nanami with her pictures while she helped me with my sketches. First, she would take a picture of something we both agreed on, and I would draw it. Next, we would scan my picture and merge it with the real picture. Then, we would look at how it changed and the details that were added. In the end, we had over fifty of our works. We had a copy for each of them for the both of us. I kept mine in my sketch pad while Nanami had them saved on her computer and in her portfolio.

"Are you coming down for dinner?"

"Yeah, I'll be right down. I'll meet you down there. Go ahead."

"Okay, I'll go first." I hid my sketch pad in my bag and walked out. As I went down the stairs, I saw Akashi.

"About early..." I stopped when he spoke up and turned my head slightly without looking him in the eye.

"What about it? Are you going to mock me about it?"

"I was going to say—"

"I don't want to hear anything about it right now. Sorry." I walked away with clenched fists. When I saw Nanami at the bottom of the stairway, I unclenched them and put on a small smile.

"There you are. Let's go."

"Yeah."

Right after dinner, I went back into the room to take a shower. Just when I undressed, I heard a knock on the door. I opened the bathroom door and yelled out, "Who is it?" The person on the other side of the door didn't reply. "Go away. I'm taking a shower." There was no reply again, so I assumed they walked away. I closed the bathroom door and got in. Then, I heard the door open. "Who is it?" I said with a very harsh tone. No reply. Then, the bathroom door opened—because sadly, there was no lock on it—and walked in was...!

Okay, I was going to update earlier, but I didn't know what should be put in this chapter to make it go on, so yeah... I do not own Kuroko no Basuke. I do not own anything except my OCs.