Ichigo woke up early that morning only to find herself in that awkward situation where she was sleeping in Kisshu's bed alongside him. Disturbingly, they were both shirtless and when she woke up Kisshu, he did not say a word as to what had happened last night. After a few more angry comments that escaped from her mouth, demanding some sort of explanation - which by the end of it, she did not receive - he remained worryingly silent. No teasing, no inappropriate comments or any sort of hint, just a cold stare followed by nothing at all. He stood up and left.

"Nothing happened. You were drunk and were being annoying. We hugged and kissed, then fell asleep. I did nothing at all."

That was all he said before putting on a shirt and leaving the room.

Ichigo stayed sat down in his bed and looked down at her pink bra which was all she seemed to be wearing apart from her trousers. It didn't seem like nothing had happened.

"What the hell, Kisshu?" Ichigo whispered. She still remembered nothing at all.

By the time Ichigo finished packing her bags, she started to feel even more worried. Kisshu didn't come back into the room but his bags were already packed. He must have packed them yesterday. She soon took her bags downstairs and decided to take Kisshu's too. After receiving nothing but unanswered calls from him, Ichigo's panic levels just reached its peak and she couldn't wait in suspense any longer.

"Excuse-me, have you seen where Kisshu is?" Ichigo asked a few people on the way. But they all replied with shaking head.

'Where would he even go, leaving his bag? He has to come back to get his bag at least!'

Ichigo tried to think. Tried to make sense of what had happened to him. Tried to make out what had happened last night. She only hoped she had not done anything to anger him because there was definitely something that was bothering him, considering of the way he was acting this morning.

'I swear if he doesn't answer me when I see him again...How can he just leave like that?"

"I've seen him go down quite a while a go."

That interrupted her thoughts.

"Aoyama!"

"Good morning, Ichigo."

"You too. But do you know where he went? He must have forgotten about his suitcase so I have to give it to him," Ichigo explained.

"I see. But I thought he felt to catch an earlier flight to Tokyo," Aoyama scratched his head, with another confused look.

"What?!"

"I mean...That's what I heard from a few people but I don't know anything for sure. Miyuki seems to have gone with him. And-"

"Wait up! Miyuki went with him?" Ichigo couldn't believe her ears and now nothing was making sense to her. She hardly managed to solve one puzzle and now a new one just pops up.

"I saw Miyuki go out the door with him. They were talking and seemed to be pretty happy. I thought they finally became friends but I would have thought he would tell you something about it. I mean, I was wondering why you weren't there with him."

Ichigo wasn't even listening to Aoyama blabbering on. She was too confused and her brain failed to understand anything that was happening. Why would he take an earlier flight when they were all leaving to Japan anyway? And why didn't he tell her? Why did he even leave his bag? What is wrong with him?

"Have you tried calling him?" Aoyama asked, with the same sympathetic tone.

"He's not answering."

"I'm sure he will explain everything to you once we get back."

And so a whole week had passed by and there were no answers from Kisshu. He hadn't been coming to school or replied to any of her messages. Ichigo didn't know what to think or what to do. They seemed to be getting along with each other perfectly - okay, maybe not perfectly, but perfect enough - and now he just stops talking to her for a whole week. With no sort of explanation as to what had happened or if something was wrong. She could have survived if he had told her why he was ignoring her like that. But she expects some sort of explanation.

Could it be that he didn't like her anymore? How was that possible? He would cling on to her for days on end and follow her around as if she was his glue. No, if something was wrong, he would have told her. There was no way he would just run away from her without a single word.

It was not until a few days later when she finally received a message from him. Excitement arose and Ichigo gave a sigh of relief. But then she remembered how he had been ignoring her for ages and decided that she would stick to her anger emotion. After all, she was more angry than she was happy. She stared at the message for a while. It said to meet him today in a park. The time and the details were written underneath. Ichigo quickly got dressed up and left her house, telling a small white lie to her parents, which stung guilt more than she thought.

Ichigo looked at his message one more time to make sure she was in the right place. She was slightly earlier than the time he wanted to meet her, but it didn't matter. Now she just had to wait.

"You idiot. Just wait until I find you! Just wait until I-"

And she found him.