Hi there people, its been a quite a long break, but hey that's what you get when you're buried with so many assignments. I haven't even had a chance to keep up with all my favorite fanfics. THANKS TO ALL OF YOU WHO REVIEWED!! I REALLY APPRECIATE IT!! Well enough of that.

Hopefully or unfortunately, this will be my second to last installment of this fic. I'm not completely happy with how this is turning out but its decent. Just a heads up though, I'm not sure I got Ryo's character down, you know we never really see much of him do we? Well enjoy!

" " = Speech

' ' = Thoughts

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"Sorry to have made you worry Rika, do me a favor and not think about it will you?"

An embarrassed groan befell a bright young man as once again that line echoed in his head, he could still not bring himself to terms that those words, those miniscule words, were the last things he uttered to someone he wished so much to be happy.

Alone in his room Henry was gently tapping away on his keyboard as the lines of code were appearing before his screen. Other than the rattling of keystrokes and occasional clicks and hums of his machines it was relatively silent in his room. Unfortunately, it was not the silence that the blue haired individual had been searching for.

Gently and slowly his keyboard was shoved aside as he brought his arms up on the desk and collapsed in them. "Why'd I have to go and say that…its practically the last thing you say to somebody if you don't want them to think about it…." He sighed to himself.

'Maybe that's why you said it?' the mock Terriermon voice in his head retorted.

Incredibly slowly, a wry smile appeared on his lips as he straightened up in his seat still having his head rest in his arms, even he had to admit that it was a possibility. Despite the fact that he also knew that it wasn't right of him to have done it. Another groan could be heard as he once again collapsed back down on his desk with ironic thoughts of whatever happened to his devotion to right and wrong.

It had been at least three weeks since Henry was called to the park by Rika, by all accounts the meeting happened without too much incident or damage, at least from his optimistic perspective. Still, for the last three weeks, Henry was busy distracting himself as much as possible, trying to avoid thinking about what he had said, or rather what he said last. And for the most part he had been successful, give or take the stray thought in between a few days. And as it so happens, today was definitely one of those days.

"I really hope I didn't say that on purpose…" He spoke out loud, almost as if his reflection in the monitor could answer. For a second he was mesmerized by that reflection, wondering could he be the type of person that would do such a thing. For once, in a long time, there was a silence not only in his room but in his head as well. Even the hums of the machines that were in his room seem to dumb down as there was barely a creak in the room. A true and absolute calm.

Henry continued to stare blankly at his screen for a few more moments. The blinking cursor that appeared before him seemed to be all that which held his focus in those few minutes.

"Whatever I did, I should just get over it, it's been weeks and still nothing has changed…."He assured himself '…no matter how much I want it to…'finished the mental whisper

Slowly and somewhat forcefully, Henry slowly adjusted himself in his seat, straightened his posture and took a deep breath. His fingers once again found the keyboard that was slightly off to the side and the gentle tapping sounds of keystrokes once again filled the room. He was pretty much in one train of thought now, concentrating on his little programming task at hand, and hopefully, just hopefully that his mind would do him the favor of just staying away from other matters, particularly those that deal with that certain someone, despite the fact that even he had to question whether or not that was really…truly…what he wanted.

~~~Somewhere else in West Shinjuku~~~

"Sorry to have made you worry Rika, do me a favor and not think about it will you?"

'What was he, Kidding?' Rika sarcastically thought 'How am I suppose to not think about it after that! He never was really good at putting it in simple terms, I mean…'

"RIKA!" Came the particularly loud interruption from across the table. To be fair though, the loud interruption was the last in a series of attempts to interrupt her train of thought.

"Huh? Wha?" and other semi-audio able noises leaked from Rika's mouth. "Sorry Ryo"

"You were staring off into space again, you kind of had me worried there..." the concerned boyfriend said.

In what seemed like the perfect setting, composed of a small neighborhood café, hot beverages, and just a hint of a breeze outside, Rika and Ryo were spending their afternoon enjoying each other's company. Despite the fact that to Ryo's perspective, he was enjoying her company more than she was his.

"Is it Henry again?" came a monotone whisper of a voice.

An uncomfortable silence befell the couple at the end of that question. Eye contact had ceased and suddenly just about anything was more interesting than each other's faces. Ryo, still waiting for an answer, shifted his seat just a little bit then went on to wonder about the wisdom of asking that question.

"What about him?" came Rika's monotone attempt at a nonchalant response. For some reason though, she still couldn't bring herself to look at Ryo's face.

Ryo calmly took another sip of his hot chocolate and began "You've been spacing out ever since you last met up with him weeks ago…what did you guys talk about anyway?"

Silence…

"Was it about us?" questioned Ryo again

More silence…

"Rika?" Ryo repeated, this time turning to face her.

Even more silence…

"It's personal…" answered Rika finally, who was currently mesmerized by the way she could swirl her hot chocolate around by tilting the mug. "And to tell you the truth, I'm not even sure what we were talking about…" she finished in an attempt to revert to her sarcastic self.

In what seemed like her current pastime for the last three weeks, Rika was staring off even more so to space, going over every word of that conversation with Henry and how she was feeling throughout the entire thing. A sense of gentle warmth particularly often consumes her when she did it, especially that of the lingering heat on her cheek, but just the same a heavy sorrow often brings her back down to confusion.

A sigh could be heard as Ryo slowly was admitting to himself what he long suspected between two of the three original tamers. He always thought it was there, but the last three weeks seemed to just finally confirm it.

Incredibly slowly he began to shift in his seat again. Finally straightening up he leaned across the table and took Rika's hands into his own. This finally diverted Rika's attention to his face and they were both now staring into each other's eyes. Gently, he tapped his lips onto her hands lingering for just a moment and then quietly whispered, "Sounds like you need to talk to him again…"

With that Ryo slowly released his grasp, in all senses of the phrase, got up from his seat and turned to leave, all the while averting Rika's gaze

Rika once again was finding herself frozen in another moment, with mix feelings in a haze of confusion. The lingering thoughts of that conversation with Henry returned, but this time as if with somewhat of a clean slate they were getting sorted it out.

As the door chime of the café rang to mark Ryo's exit, the spiked hair girl turned in the direction of his departure and on her mind were only three words…

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As much as I would have like to describe Ryo's face staring down at that comet, I had to give him a graceful exit, or did I? (heh heh). Well I'd like to apologize for Ryo's character if he's way off. As always, flame me if you hate it or praise me if you like it, I'd appreciate both. Hopefully I won't take so long to update next time.