It was the next day, and I couldn't remember the last time I felt so happy. I mean sure, the night I saw my sister and old friends was thrilling, but last night, Sakura had felt something. Whatever it was, I didn't necessarily care, but I knew some part of her was trying to remember our past. And that was all I needed.

I raced to school that morning, hoping to at least talk to Sakura before we went to our first class. Unfortunately, when I arrived at the school, even though I saw our friends, I didn't see Sakura. However, as I got out, I realized something was wrong. Their moods were completely down and it was shocking to see them all looking so depressed.

"What's up guys?" I asked them as I walked up to them. Jeez, it was even worse up close.

"Randy, you tell him," Kyle said, looking down. "You know the story the best."

Randy sighed. The dude looked like he had been crying when he finally looked up at me. He was so haggard looking. "Ash is leaving."

My eyes widened and I felt stunned. "W-What?" I asked him.

"Her dad got a new job – way better than the one he has now, and you know how Ash's parents are about cash..."

Yeah, I did know. Ashley's parents were money hungry parasites, which of course was the only reason Ashley was even allowed to date Sakura. Ashley had told me that her parents actually wanted her to marry Sakura so she could 'dive herself into Sakura's wealth'. Ashley of course thought it was the most ridiculous thing in the world, as we all did, but it had been the only way Ashley could date Sakura.

"Where are they moving to?" I asked, unable to help it.

"England," Mikey answered. We were in America.

"Jeez," I said, just stunned.

I had two very different emotions running through my mind.

The first emotion was sadness. Even though Ashley was my rival, it didn't mean that I hated her. Over the time that I had known and hung out with the girl, I realized how kind and considerate she was. I understood why Sakura was with her, and I wasn't even mad at Sakura for being with her. I was jealous of Ashley of course, but I could never hate her. In fact, it would be a shame to see her go. She was a good friend.

However, the second, and most prominent emotion I was feeling, was that of happiness. I felt guilty about feeling happy, but I couldn't say I wasn't happy. With Ashley gone, it would be even easier to get Sakura back. I wouldn't have to worry about hurting Ashley, and Sakura would no longer be spending all her time with the girl. Sakura would be free.

I wasn't stupid enough to think that this would be easy for Sakura, but I knew she would get over it. It would hurt, and it would kill me to see Sakura in pain, but in the end, I knew it was for the best. Sakura was mine.

Physics was the first period of the day for me, and the only reason I tolerated this class was because Sakura and I had it together. However, I knew she wouldn't be coming, and so I didn't expect it. Hell, I didn't expect to see her the entire day. It would be completely understandable.

So that class came and went surprisingly quickly. It was a rather easy period, thankfully. So I obviously wasn't complaining.

Second period was next, with the twins. They were normally a cheerful, entertaining duo, but today they weren't. They were too upset about Ashley leaving, and though we talked a little in the beginning of class, it wasn't much, and it wasn't about anything important.

Through the class, I kept thinking about the situation at hand. And then it came to me, something that I had forgotten and hadn't thought much about until now.

Was everyone, 'sides Randy, sad and happy to see Ashley leaving?

When I met the guys, they were all upfront about their feelings for Sakura. They had all admitted to having feelings for her, even though none of them would ever do anything because they knew how much she and Ashley felt for each other. But, now that Ashley would be leaving, could they all be thinking that they might have a chance with her now?

Shit, I thought to myself. I hoped that my thoughts were wrong, and that no one would go after her, but it would make a lot of sense. Ashley would be gone, therefore giving them all an opportunity to win Sakura's heart. No one would of course go after her so soon, but I had a feeling they would all have an understanding with each other – whoever could win Sakura, could have her. And for me, this would mean I would have to act sooner.

I hadn't even realized the bell rung, which was why I felt Mikey tugging on my shoulder. Almost robotically, I felt myself getting up out of my chair, and head out in the direction of my third period class. And hell, I didn't think the twins would care if I acted strangely by that. For one, they were too wrapped up in their own depression, and two, I just had to say that I was sad about Ash leaving as well.

By the time it was lunch, I knew for a fact that we wouldn't be seeing Sakura at school today. Though I didn't blame her for not coming, I still wish she had come. Obviously, I love seeing Sakura every day and I hate not being with her. However, I understood that she would need to mourn.

The entire table where we all sat out was uncharacteristically quiet today. It was so strange. Normally, we were one of the louder tables, or at least one of the more entertaining tables. But today, everyone was quiet and barely eating. Everyone was looking down at their food, and maybe taking a couple of bites from whatever they were eating, but they were clearly too caught up in their own world to pay attention to anything around them.

I was similar to how they were, though my reason was just a tad different. Yes, I would miss Ashley, and yes, I was thinking about how I could now have a chance with Sakura. But I was also thinking about how much I missed Sakura. She never took off from school, so it was weird not seeing her – as well as just made the day plain terrible. There was really no point for me to come to school without her here.

It took forever, but the day was finally over by the ringing of the last bell. It took me a moment to register it, but of course I did and I left the school immediately. I didn't even bother to talk to the guys or find out if they were going to see Sakura or anything, I just left.

I arrived at home around the normal time that I would, and my mother was still at work. Today it seemed that she would be out till late, so I would be making my own dinner tonight. I didn't really mind, but sometimes I was just too damn lazy.

My cell phone went off.

"Hello?" I asked, having not looked at who called me.

"Gaara?" I recognized that voice immediately. It was Sakura. Her voice sounded different, though. It sounded similar to how it used to sound, back in our first life when she was depressed.

"Sakura?"

"Yeah," she said softly. It was quiet for a moment. "Did the guys tell you about Ash?" When she said Ashley's name, her voice hitched.

"Yeah," I told her. "I'm sorry."

"Yeah," she said, sounding like she was about to break down. "Can I come over?"

That shocked me a little bit. "Huh? Oh, yeah. I can come over there if you'd rather, though." Sakura had never been to my house before.

"No, I'd rather go to your place...if that's okay."

"Of course it's okay!" I gave Sakura my address, before hearing a confirmation from her that she'd be here in twenty minutes.

Suddenly, I had the urge to clean.

And just like Sakura had said, I heard her pull up in front of my house in twenty minutes. Within that allotted time, I cleaned more than I ever had before. I knew I didn't necessarily have to impress her, but I felt like I should at least try a little. I couldn't really help it.

I opened the front door and saw her getting off her bike, before pulling off her helmet. She was a mess, but she was still beautiful. Her pink hair was wild and it looked like she hadn't brushed it. Her eyes were red as hell and she had tear stains running down her cheeks. And as for her attire, she was dressed in sweats, a tank top and her usual leather jacket.

"Hey," I said to her, leaving my door open as I walked over to her.

"Hey," she said, her voice still soft. She brought her helmet with her as she walked towards me. "Sorry about this...I just didn't wanna' be home."

"It's fine," I told her immediately, before giving her a small smile. "Wanna' come in?"

She simply nodded, before I followed behind her into my house. I shut the door after we walked in.

"Your house is nice," she said, probably just trying to be nice. The house wasn't ugly or horrible or anything, but it was nothing compared to her place.

"Thanks," I said simple. "You want something to eat? Drink?"

"No, I'm fine."

I didn't reply to that, since I really didn't see much of a point. However, I led her to the living room, since I assumed we'd be talking or something like that. And though I secretly wanted to lead her to my bedroom, I knew that would probably be inappropriate.

"So," I began, sitting down on one of the couches.

"Well..." She surprised me by sitting beside me, not that I minded. "I just...I didn't wanna' be home, and you were the first person to pop into mind."

"Well I'm flattered," I told her a bit sarcastically, trying to cheer her up even a little. However, I didn't really mean it sarcastically. I was a little surprised that I was the first person she thought about talking to, considering that in this life, we met not too long ago. But, I was incredibly happy about that. It meant that Sakura trusted me, and that her old self must have had something to do with her wanting to talk to me.

She gave a small sarcastic grin. "You should be," she said, before that smile turned back into a frown.

"Do you wanna' talk?" I asked her. "Or do you want me to try and distract you?" Either of those things could be the only reason why she'd want to hang out.

"I'm not sure," she said, looking down at her lap. "I don't wanna' think about Ashley leaving, but at the same time, I know I shouldn't not think about it. There's nothing I can do to stop it, so no point in trying to deny it happening."

"Yeah, but even for a little bit, distractions can come in handy."

"I guess." She sighed. "I just...I feel like I don't know what I'm gonna' do without her, ya' know? We've been together for so long...I don't know how I'm gonna' react when I can't see her whenever I want."

I know exactly how you feel, I thought to myself. "I know, Sakura," I said to her, looking straight into her eyes. "But it'll get easier eventually." I really didn't know what to say in this kind of situation.

Her smile was bittersweet. "Can you promise that?"

No, I couldn't. "No, I can't," I told her honestly. "You might be a total wreck for a long time, and maybe you won't be able to get over her." Just like how I'll never be able to get over you. "But if you guys are meant to be, as lame as it sounds, it'll happen and then you'll be together again."

She looked back into my eyes, and I felt like a saw another sign of recognition in her. A smile passed over her face, and this time, it wasn't sarcastic or bittersweet. It was a legitimate smile. "That's true," she said softly.

It was quiet between us for a while, but it wasn't an uncomfortable silence. It was a nice, simple silence.

"So, who's the girl?" Sakura spoke finally.

Her question shocked me a bit. "Wh-What?"

"Who's the girl that made you think of something as lame as that?"

"What makes you think that there's a girl?"

She looked at me knowingly. "I'm not stupid, Gaara. You're a hot guy and there are plenty of hot girls at this school for you to snag at, yet you've never even mentioned a girl you find attractive."

That's because the only attractive girl at that school is you, Sakura. I sighed. "I knew her a long time ago," I told her honestly. I wouldn't tell her all the details, but I would tell her what the other guys knew – well, maybe a little more than what they knew. After all, bringing some of it up might help out her memory.

"She doesn't remember me anymore, though. She was in a car accident that resulted in her getting amnesia. Her family wanted me to stay away from her 'cause they thought I might hurt her or something." I chuckled bitterly. That was the only lie that I would tell Sakura. There obviously had to be some explanation as to why the girl doesn't remember me, and that had been the same reason I had told to the guys.

She looked at me witch shock obvious on her face, but she remained quiet. She probably expected me to say more, so I did. "We knew each other for a long time. She had family issues, and I ended up helping her through it. It was...kind of like an instantaneous love. A lot of people said it was too soon, but I never cared." Memories of me and Sakura flooded my brain. "I knew I loved her, and that was that."

"That's nice," she said softly.

I realized I was no longer looking at her, and immediately I looked up from my lap and to her. Her face no longer read shock, but it read another type of emotion. Unfortunately, I couldn't understand the emotion that it was. It confused the hell out of me.

"I guess," I said, chuckling again.

"So you're still waiting for her?" she asked.

"Yeah," I told her. "And I'm never gonna' stop."

"What if she falls for someone else, though?"

"She already has," I told her. "But it doesn't matter. The person makes her happy, so I'm not going to try and do anything about it. All I can do is hope that she remembers me."

"I'm sorry, Gaara."

I shook my head. This wasn't supposed to be about me. "Why are we getting onto this topic anyway?" I asked, grinning at her. "This is supposed to be about you! So, what do you wanna' do?"

Her lips moved into a bright smile that made my heart race. "Nothing," she said. "I think just...being around you somehow makes me feel better."

"Tis my charm," I said, winking at her. But of course, inside I was ecstatic.

She laughed, and it felt so good to hear her laugh again. The day at school was just too depressing, and I hadn't been able to see Sakura at all that day. But now, she was here, in my house, and I was helping her get into a good mood. Life felt good.

Her phone rang.

"Ash?" And everything felt as though it shattered the second Sakura looked at who was calling her.

I couldn't hear the other side of the conversation, but of what I could tell, Ashley seemed to be crying and Sakura was trying to make her feel better.

"I'll be right over," she spoke into the phone, before hanging up.

Sakura looked back to me. I could see the apology already making its way into her eyes, but I closed my own eyes and ignored it. "Go over to her," I said. "I'm sure she needs you more than anything right now."

She got up, before nodding and I knew she was looking at me with a guilty expression on her face. I had known Sakura for so long, so it was almost second nature to what was going through her mind. "Thanks for everything," she said, before quickly leaving the house.

I heard the sound of her motorcycle screeching away as she left to go see Ashley.

My heart felt like it would shatter any moment, but I forced myself to ignore it. I was acting so stupid. I knew that Sakura still wanted Ashley, so why did it feel like such a shock that she would go over to her?

Sakura wanted to be with Ashley, and I knew that. I didn't know if Sakura truly loved her though. The selfish part of me believed that Sakura could never love anyone but me, because we were meant to be together and no one could ever replace me in her heart. Even if she thought that she loved Ashley, there was really no way she actually could because her heart was mine, like my heart was hers.

But then...there was that insecure part of myself that thought Sakura did love Ashley, and that part of me was killing me. I didn't want Sakura to love anyone but me, but I couldn't deny the possibility of it happening. Sakura didn't know me in this life, therefore she didn't know that her soul was missing me. So for all I knew, Sakura might actually be in love with Ashley.

My chest was burning and I actually gasped out into the empty living room.

"Sakura," I whispered. She was mine. No one could love Sakura as much as I did, and I knew that was absolutely true. It didn't matter how much Ashley thought she loved Sakura, because it could never compare to my love for Sakura. Nothing in the world could compare to how I felt about Sakura.

I was the one who had found her in that asylum and helped her through all of her mental illnesses, and even made some of them go away.

I was the one who took her into society and made her realize that she could be around normal people without going crazy and attacking them.

I was the one who fought for her with all of my strength.

I was the one who died for her.

I could feel myself going crazy with grief, but I didn't care. Memories of me and Sakura were bombarding my mind and for once, I wanted them to go away. It hurt too much to remember and it was killing me inside that it wasn't like the way it used to be.

Sakura wasn't in love with me anymore, nor did she even remember me. I could tell myself it would happen with time all I wanted, but how long could I be so positive about it? Sakura had been here, in my house, with just us two, and the second Ashley called her, she was gone.

I wanted to hate Ashley. Gawd, how much I wanted to hate that girl. But I couldn't. It wasn't her fault that she found Sakura first. But it would be so much easier to just blame the innocent girl for everything bad that had happened in this life.

I took in a deep breath, before letting it out. My entire body, physically and mentally, just felt numb. And slowly, I made my way to my room, before closing the door and just lying on my bed. I didn't even eat dinner that night.

I just wanted to disappear and go back to a time where Sakura was mine, and we could be together.