Not much has changed about her since I last saw her back then.

Well, she did grow a few inches taller, enough that our eyes would almost meet straight when we're face to face. She also had quite the noticeable developments on certain... assets that I'd be lying if I said they didn't make anyone do a double-take whenever she passed by.

Or was that just me? Wait, no, no. Everyone's with me on this.

And that snaggletooth of hers was still there, peeking from the corner whenever she would give off the brightest smile as if today was the happiest day of her life. Lost in my thoughts, particularly about singing her praises, she waved her left hand over my face, the silver band on her ring finger gleaming proudly under the light of the café we were at.

"Oi Kyousuke, were you listening at all?"

"Ah-!" I returned to my senses to see Kirino frowning at my lack of attention. "I'm sorry, I was just-"

"Thinking of me again?" She interrupted, guessing correctly to my surprise.

"Umm well, was it really that obvious?"

"Duh! You had that usual blank stare at me like you were stuck daydreaming." I blushed at the image of myself as she imitated how I looked earlier. "Sheesh, it's been around five years and you're still the massive sis-con you were."

"I still am, aren't I?" I chuckled.

"Always was, always will be."

"..."

"Kyousuke, is something wrong?"

"Ah no, it's nothing. Anyway what were you saying again?"

"I was-" The sound of her phone ringing cut her off. She excused herself and answered the call, and overhearing her responses I figured she had to leave immediately for some reason.

"Hey, something suddenly came up and I have to go, so..."

"It's okay, you be careful then?"

"Umm... Yeah, sorry..." The sadness in her tone was enough to console me, knowing that at least her departure was against her will. As she stood up and made her way out, a flashback played in my head.

That day, I watched as she walked down the aisle towards the altar, clad in the most beautiful white wedding dress I've ever seen in my entire life. The way she posed for her magazines was amazing, but to see her then felt like it was on a whole different level.

The sight of her was even more breath-taking than what I've imagined in any of my dreams. When she finally looked at me from behind her veil, I couldn't hold back my tears anymore and I cried on the spot.

All I could do was watch as the love of my life exchanged vows with another man, sealing their marriage with a kiss.

'"Always was, always will be", huh...' A bittersweet smile found its way on my face as I cursed myself for breaking my word yet again to never revisit that memory.

'If only promises were really made to be broken.'

A/N: This fandom needs more entries regardless of the pairing! D: So here's a random sad drabble for you readers.