Our first kiss.
Kanata remembered every detail of it: the smell of Miyu's hair, the feel of her soft lips, her hands running through his hair…
He jumped to feet automatically. Grabbing his car keys, his mind registered only one thing: to stop Miyu from leaving.
He drove frantically to the airport, trying not to think Miyu's gone. He knew that there was a very good chance that she left already, but he didn't care. He just wanted to go to her.
When Kanata arrived at the airport, he tried to rush through the gates, but the guard stopped him and said, "Sorry, you can't get through without a ticket."
He pulled out his credit card and said, "I was just about to buy one." He pushed people out of the line and bought the cheapest ticket the airport had.
Kanata looked at his watch. Damn! He had wasted an hour and a half getting through security. When he finally got inside, his heart sank as he realized that he didn't know which plane Miyu would board.
He scanned the board of departures, praying, hoping…
The only plane headed towards America already left two hours ago.
Kanata didn't have the energy to shout, or cry, or do anything. In fact, he felt exhausted, a feeling intensified by misery. He drove at snail's pace back to his apartment. He trudged up the stairs, one by one.
With each step, it felt like lead was weighing him down. His heart hurt.
He was so drained that he didn't notice a golden-haired girl sitting on the top step of the third floor. "Kanata."
So great was the shock Kanata received that he nearly fell over backwards. Regaining his balance, he said, "Miyu?"
Miyu stood in front of Kanata. She wasn't sure why she was here. All she knew was that while driving to the airport that morning, she passed by Kanata's apartment and stopped.
Kanata approached her uncertainly, and when she didn't object, he hugged her tightly.
"Kanata--!" she said in surprise.
"Miyu… I thought you were gone…"
She hugged him back. "Kanata-kun, I love you."
"I love you too, Miyu-chan."
"Say," Kanata said after a moment, "do you remember how our kiss felt?"
"No," Miyu said playfully. "remind me again."
He kissed her passionately.
"Oh," she said weakly. "That kiss."
He laughed and held her tight. "Miyu, I am never letting you go again."