This is the part when I present to you~ part two! I kinda revised it but made sure the route of the story still coincide with the plot. Because my notes were torn to pieces while covered with slimy saliva…I guess, this is much better than the first one. Is this the power of cramming? Or Kame Kameha? To GinxTsu fans out there, don't worry; we'll get to that part soon. But I'm not saying this fic will definitely be GinxTsu or GinxOc. Who knows, maybe Ginpachi ends up with Binbouksai-san. ;)

So tonight is ours.

Tomorrow isn't, we're stuck in between…

I understand, there's no hard feelings even though I have to leave…

So give me just one night where the world will go missing…

Coz we're together with no distance from you and me…

~=Jason Chen, No Distance=~

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"How do I know I can trust you? At least tell me something!" I demanded. I also need to know, I want to know.

"Why don't you just come out and say it-"

"Say what?!" anger was so evident with my breathing and my sudden change of tone.

"That you can't help but wanted to dip your nose in this to get my connections with her. That your actions are not as pure as it looks. Then tell me, how can I trust you?" He easily found me out. All the dread and anger building in my body just leaked out to pure embarrassment. He was right, halfway right.

I can just stand there and look at the ground. I'm trying not to cry because it will hurt my pride because I knew he's right. He's right that I'm trying to take advantage of this situation to know him better. I'm such a bitch.

"What do I need to do?" I just said quietly and I know that once I agree to this, there was no chickening out.

"I'll take care of some things first. So…" He looked at me, and I can feel my knees getting weak with his strong stare. The wind blew his scent towards me, and I took the chance to take a great inhale to satisfy my curiosity. I imagined his to smell like roses, but he smelled like sake, minty something and other else I just dismissed as flowers. He smirked by the time I tried to conceal inhaling; disguising it as breathing hard or something. I looked at him, trying to look like 'I-didn't-try-to-smell-you' nonchalantly (A/N: Anyway, how do you give that look?) and his smile grew further.

"Just don't be easy to read… for now." And he walked away, and found myself looking at his broad shoulders. Wait, so he knew what I was doing?

-Chie-

Jace was pissed, and here I am, listening to vinyl record who has no intention of stopping. She was talking about Taka-jerk, like how arrogant he is, how good looking he is, how he should never open his mouth, how sexy he is from the back-

"Make up your mind, raging bitch! Do you wanna praise him or curse him?! And it's just been hours since you talked!" I can't help but act like Shinpachi who was slacking off lately. We're going home since there's a meeting for the 3-days 2-nights teacher's convention in…somewhere in Nippon. So before my job, I have time to play.

"Eh… look who's talking," Jace loudly said, doing that chin act while imitating Ginpachi-sensei "I told you…" her chin more protruding she might dislocate her jaw. "I want you attention!" she extended her hand like a prince which never happened, and then she took my hand and attempted to kiss my hand. Before she can do much damage, I pulled my hand back into place while throwing her that –don't-touch-me!- look. "He didn't do that!" and our little argument was carried even in our lockers.

"Ah, Gin-sensei…" Jace said and I looked at the scene in front of us. Tsukuyo-sensei and Ginpachi-sensei were talking animatedly, but we're pretty sure it wasn't an argument. Tsukuyo handed him a book and Ginpachi's expression changed from confusion to seriousness by the second he lift the cover of the book. What did he saw? Porn? They weren't speaking now, but they both had a serious look in their faces. Definitely not porn…

I wanted to know what the problem is, but you see, I should probably not meddle with some things.

"Eh… that face looks like jealousy…" Jace teased looking at me, and her face crinkling into a mischievous smile.

I nudged her a little hard to put some distance of her slowly approaching face "Maybe it's work. I don't see any reason why they shouldn't talk…" my pitch was higher now, and it seems like I was convincing myself than convincing Jace.

"Ah, Tsu-ki left." I looked over again to what just Jace said, and looked at Ginpachi; like he was deep in thought. The conversation looked pretty serious, and his face said it. Then suddenly he turned into our direction, seemingly surprised to see us looking at the scene that just blossomed and after a second, his face was back to being lazy and uncaring. I'm pretty sure he was looking at me, so I decided to wave at him, you know, just a greeting, and my facial muscles tensed to show him a smile.

I know there was something just happened but I do not want to step beyond my boundaries. So maybe a little smile might encourage him, just to tell him subtly that I'll be there through and through.

He instead just looked at me with his usual dumb face, and picked his nose. Then he turned around and left.

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That jackass!

We're at a fair, and Jace was trying all sorts of here and there while I helped myself with an anko ice. I felt that familiar vibration in my pocket and checked who the heck mailed me while I'm having fun.

Be free after work. It came from Ginpachi.

I felt excitement rising up. Is he asking me out? Maybe I should've brought some clothes. Well, I don't have many clothes other than gray tees. Maybe I should shop-

"Oh… so you two are mail buddies now…" Jace was looking at my phone, "Should we shop? You're always wearing gray-"

I scoffed, "like I need to dress up. I'm fine like this. It's comfortable and it's my style of clothing." I flipped my hair.

"What are you, black and white TV?" she sighed. "Yea, you're totally fine like that." When I thought she would let the conversation a rest after she insulted my poor sense of fashion… once again she suddenly said, "What if, you had a boyfriend before you lost your memories?"

"If I had one, he should've went to the house and said he was my boyfriend right?" I said dully. Hey, I'm just going over the facts!

"What if it was Ginpachi-sensei?" why can't she just let the topic go?

"What if, you just let this go and enjoy ourselves in this fair? I still have one and a half hour before my job." I held her shoulders like she's a kid and took a sip at her… is this food?

"Hey, this is PURELY hypothetical!" She emphasized the word, still clinging on the topic. I guess I should give her an answer.

"Then waking up early everyday would be so much fun. But he's not my boyfriend so it's not." I gave her a forced smile. "Let's just go." And Jace didn't bring the topic back.

My shift ended and I cling to my coat a little tighter because tonight's exceptionally cold. I was waiting outside, looking over my sides just in case he showed up.

"Tsk, too trusting. Very susceptible of being played upon." My reflex made me jump from the sudden presence behind and I was certain it was the person I was waiting for.

Ginpachi looked much better in casual clothes, rather than his usual combination of pink shirt, green tie and white lab coat. His black coat made his unusual hair stand out and glitter against the lights. He was dazzling, and I remembered what Jace talked about before.

What if it was Ginpachi-sensei?

Yeah, what if? The thought brought shivers in my whole body, as if someone threw cold water at me. I gasped for air with the thought that maybe, just maybe I can pretend to be his just this time.

"Oi, have some shame… having dirty thoughts of me in the street." I heard him say and I was pulled back from having my fantasie- no, my thoughts. I pretended he didn't guess right.

"Ha! Kiss your arrogant ass! Me, having dirty thoughts of you? Being susceptible of being played upon? You're not even Kim Soo Hyun or Ahn Jae Hyun to begin with!" Hey, why was I too defensive? He just said like four, five words and I recited a novel. And who are those guys? They were someone I heard Jace was going 'kyaaa-kyaaa' about just a while ago.

"Eh… I thought you'll like someone like your brother. Because he's the only guy you have encountered."

"Ha! I have lots of encounters with guys! I'm good at choosing guys!" and I whispered the last part. Hopefully he didn't hear.

"Then why do you think I'm letting you do this…"

"What? I didn't catch the last part…" Shit, he heard.

"I didn't say anything! Why did you want to meet?" I said, praying he won't be as persistent as Jace.

He took my hand and dragged me into a walk. "So, have anything you wanna do?" he suddenly asked. Wait, is this a date?

I'm reminded that his big, rough, warm hand held my own and excitement immediately swallowed me whole. But I didn't resist. I let him drag me along, away from the loud beat of my workplace to somewhere he wanted to take me. Maybe he read my mind about pretending to be his woman this time. Maybe it was a reward for something I did from the heavens and there are too many maybes to cover all the possibilities of why this is happening. But I'm certain this is happening and I'll let this unfold.

"So?" He repeated the same question.

"Movies!" I said it too loudly than I should've. I'm too happy to contain it inside that it leaked in my voice. But my heart didn't pound as loud, fast or hard like in the novels and movies. Sure, it beats faster and harder but it was bearable. Instead I felt calm, safe and warm with his hands intertwined with mine.

We watched an action, comedy movie. I was dragging him in a horror movie but…

"You want that movie? You sure are not feminine enough."

"I don't want to hear that to someone cowering in a horror movie…" I crossed my arms, and raised my eyebrow, as I also angled my face to emphasize my now condescending look.

"Grotesque woman!"

"Chicken!"

"Amazon woman!"

"Frail little sissy!"

"Weir-"

"What's with that couple… cursing each other…"

"They're cute together…"

We stopped and we realized we were 'talking' too loud for others to hear. And we are couples they said! I felt my face got hot, and so he won't see it, I turned my back. But before I do, I stole a quick glance of his smile. (A/N: Too bad she didn't see the little taint in his cheeks. Tsk, Tsk…) I thought he was looking at me, but I can't risk him seeing my flushed face because that would be embarrassing.

"We're not a couple…" I whispered and I heard him clear his throat and he took my hand again and dragged me to the action, comedy he wanted to see.

I watched the movie and I found it interesting too. We watched like it was world cup, but I was more happy because his hand didn't let go, even when the movie ended.

After the movie, we went into a sweet shop and we went out, eating away the sweet stuff while looking at the stalls and the shops. We even brought disguise glasses so we can roam free on the street without worrying about the teacher-student relationship that sets the gap. We looked weird with the glasses on but at least not as weird as his silver hair that is now covered with a bonnet. His silver hair stand out far too much. People look at us, some surprised, some looking at us like we're weird crazy people, but we didn't care. We are taking this time for the both us. His hand still didn't let go, and to fight the cold in our hands, he hid our hands in his coat pocket. As I became closer to him that I can even smell him, and feel the warmth beyond his coat.

We played at an arcade; various games played that exhausted the both of us. But we were high enough not to feel the tiredness. We went and ran the whole place like it was ours like it was the only time we can be together. Yes, there will be the next day, the next, next day, next month, another year and so on and so forth. But It feels like we're doing everything to catch up with the time we lost together… nostalgia filled me again, like we did this before, like I've met him before.

What if it was Ginpachi-sensei?

That can't be, right?

"So, anywhere you wanted to go?" He asked me, and there was something in my head.

"Let's take our picture together."

"No, not that." He protested, and he was holding a stuffed frog with a red ribbon and bell on the neck. "Here." He handed it to me, like how did he know I love frog stuff?

"Where did you get this?" I asked, and he pointed in that DIY stuffed toy machine. "You made this?" I was surprised. Just when I thought this couldn't be any sweeter… He shrugged his shoulders, and went outside. I catch up to him, and he made a quick jog away from me. As soon as I catch up with him, I clung in his coat and requested,

"Let's go to the Pagoda."

It was colder than ever, as I hugged my coat tighter to embrace my own body heat. The city below looked at beautiful as when I last saw it from here, and there was no denying how serene the contrast between the dark blue, glittery sky blending with the shimmer of the city. And the wind blew fiercer, but my insides were as warm as ever. It was this man beside me that made me look like the women on movies, like the bliss that Hazel felt from that small infinity he had with Augustus, and the peace and assurance Elena felt every time Stefan said 'It'll be okay." (A/N: Reference from Fault in Our Stars and Vampire Diaries)

"I had an accident before, and lost my memories." I started, and I saw the surprise in his face, then he turned his head back in the lights of the city but I know he was listening.

"Dad said I fell from the stairs, and got cut here." I pointed in my head, and beneath my hair was a scar. "And after that, I have to learn my family, classmates, friends and other people whom I really don't remember. All they said was they know me well, but their eyes says otherwise." He didn't say anything. I was waiting for a question and when I decided nothing was coming, I continued.

"I transferred school and met Jace but the people in my world now are strangers." I paused, taking time to breathe the thin air. I bit my lip, and pressed on. "I want to know who I was; the people I knew, and the memories I made with them, but I don't think it's possible if everyone lies around me." I was talking slowly, taking the time to let the feeling I've been bottling for so long flow and be blown away with this chilly wind.

"This place… maybe I've been here, maybe a million times that I can't count…"

And he was looking at me, and I can see from my periphery that his orbs are lighting up like the shimmer of the city.

"Because being here makes me feel like I belong somewhere, for the very first time."

Until I discerned that his hands were cupping my face like a warm bowl of soup; his hands were warm against my cheeks and his contoured face approaching slowly…

And the time froze as I felt his lips touched my forehead, and his fingers combing my hair.

I closed my eyes but I still saw fireworks, and I savor every passing second his warm, soft chops is gently against my skin.

And it was that moment I felt a full tear running in my cheek.

And again.

And again.

Until I was forced to let out the sob I was holding back.

Ginpachi pulled me in his arms; muffling my cry with his chest. His heart was beating hard, his chest falling and rising until the only sound that I can hear was the pounding of his heart. Our warmth was now tangled together as I noticed myself clinging unto his coat, too late to pull back. It only made him move closer, and then I felt his fingers playing with my hair while patting my head gently.

"Make sure to wash my clothing after this, it's my favorite shirt."

I can just nod, but I understood what he meant.

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I guess this is our 'always'.

He brought me home, and while he was waiting at the gate for me to go inside, I took out my phone because the vibrating feeling kinda pissed me off. Then I learned that bliss will always be accompanied with suffering.

I'm at the airport, I'm coming home.

It was from my father, and how I wished he would just go back immediately after stepping in the solid ground of Nippon.

And oh, another thing.

Four days passed, and the school found out the recent relationship of Tsukuyo and Ginpachi-sensei. It must be true if it's the school who posted it on the school site.

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I guess I'm really susceptible on being played upon, and that was our 'always'… that didn't actually exist.

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~FIN~

Okay, now the next chapter would be a grenade, in the face. Hope you tune up! There's a lot of 'Fault in Our Stars' reference because I dearly love the book and the movie. I didn't read the Vampire Diaries though, although I watched them before. Hah…

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