author's notes : Ok! LAST CHAPPIE! I think. Hehehe! I'm not entirely sure if I'll be makin' this the last chappie. I know this was supposed to be a short fic... but... Hehehe! Anyway, I don't know with you guys! If you want me to make a sequel, then no problem! Hehehe! LoL!! Anyway, on with the fic! Please read and review! ENJOY TOO! =)

Disclaimer : Ok. SO NOTHING BELONGS TO ME. PERIOD.

NOTE : Like I said before, I really like Jet Enduro. As in I REALLY LIKE HIM. And I'm not kidding. =)

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My Mistake

Chapter 05

by aya_yahiko/terrandagger

Where is she?!

She ran off, this is the only place she can go to,....

Man, I really don't understand women these days. What did I do to her to make her cry?

Well, so,... Ok, ok. As JET, I think I know what I did to make her cry.

But as ADAM,...

Sheesh, WHAT DID I DO?

Oh well. Better keep on looking for her, anyway.

...

I wonder...

Should I tell her?

Or should I let it all pass...?

My wound is nearly healed, I can leave anytime.

In fact, I can leave now...

...

...

NO.

I swore that I would say good bye if I left.

I...

I don't want her to be in pain anymore.

I was in pain,...

Too much pain.

I wonder,... is she experiencing the same thing?

I hope not.

I don't want her to feel this kind of pain.

Jet's record may be smudged, so I guess I'll keep Adam's clear.

If I'm going to leave...

...I will say good bye.

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"Virginia!" Adam bellowed to the darkness, as his eyes probed the area.

There was no sign of the honey haired girl.

"Dammit." The treasure-hunter cursed inwardly, as clenching his fists. "Where could she be? This is the cemetary, but..."

He looked to his side as his words trailed off. There he saw who he was looking for. A young woman at about the age of 20 sat on the stone fence, her feet wavering up and about. Her chestnut hair glistened in the lamplight, and her tear-stinged eyes were like brown crystalline gems.

"...Hey." The young boy said cooly, as taking a seat beside her. The word he said was all that he could think of at the moment, mainly because the astonishing sight he saw in the moonlight of the cemetary captivated him too much.

"Hey." The lady replied meekly, as watching her toes.

"I thought I'd find you here." The man said, as smiling behind his hood. He had never smiled so much in one day, this was the first time it had ever happened. He had been smiling since he got to her, and everyone knew that smiling wasn't his thing. In fact, being happy nor laughing wasn't his thing either.

Virginia smiled as she stopped and rested her swaying feet. She looked forward, into the tombstones and said, "Adam, I know this won't make much sense to you, but... I'm sorry."

Adam smiled as he replied. "You're right. It doesn't make sense. What are you saying sorry for?"

The young girl tilted her head and faced the stars. "It's just that..." Her voice trailed off, and her feet swaggered a bit. "...The stars are beautiful, aren't they?" She said, unknowingly changing the subject.

"Yeah." The male Drifter said, as bending his neck in order to see the luminous sky. "I don't remember the stars shining this bright... ever since..."

Virginia cranked her head down and faced her ocean green orbs to him. "Ever since...?"

When the young man did not reply, Virginia sensed that he was thinking and should not be bothered. She just stared at him, her greenish eyes never leaving his hooded face. She smiled as he started swaying his feet, making sure that his swinging was in parallel to hers.

"You know what..." Adam started, as facing Virginia, their gazes meeting. "This is the first time I've ever seen a shooting star."

"A shooting star?" Virginia replied astonishly, as looking above. "Where?"

Her companion shrugged and laughed before replying. "You just missed it."

"I did?"

"Yup, you did."

"Awwww...." Virginia replied childishly, as looking back down to Adam. As she stared at him, she noticed that his eyes were a bright shade of purple, shining happily even though his entire demeanor was behind a cloak.

'I've never seen purple eyes... this happy before...' The young lady thought, as smiling as well. She was about to say something to Adam, when surprisingly, the young man moved closer to her, in order to call her, but made their shoulders comfortably push against each other's.

"Virginia! Look! Another one!" The male traveler said, as pointing his finger to the sky.

Virginia's head snapped to look at the heavens above. There she saw a little shooting star, making its way through the dark sky. She smiled happily, and her mouth hanged in awe and joy for the sight that she had just seen.

"It's pretty, don't you think?"

The young girl looked down to her friend and smiled. "Yes, I know. I haven't seen a shooting star yet... This is the first time… ever…"

Her words trailed off sadly, and the elated look on her face was replace by a dark one. "Adam...?" She called out, as this time, staring at the blue moon. "Have you ever lost anyone before?"

Adam looked at her then pulled his hood down tighter. He seemed to know where this conversation would get to. "I guess you could say that." He replied, as staring at his jingling feet.

"Oh. It's just that..." Her voice trailed off yet again. "Adam, I'm sorry."

The young male Drifter chuckled. "How many times in one night are you going to say sorry? What are you saying sorry for, anyway? It's not like you did anything wrong."

Virginia shook her head softly before replying. "I did. I can't believe I thought that... and blamed you..."

Adam stared at her, her voice was becoming a daunt whisper. "Thought what? Blamed me for what?" He said, his voice anticipating something.

"I thought that you were... a friend of mine. Someone who was lost... 2 years ago..."

The male Drifter stared at awe as he heard her speak those words. "Really...? Who?"

The female traveler did not seem to hear him. "I can't believe that I actually blamed you for letting me think of him..."

When she said those words, all the pieces of the puzzle were put together. Jet finally understood what she meant. He stared at her as the salt water drops from her eyes cascaded down to her cheeks. He finally understood it, now. He finally knew why she was so distant, so curious, so hopeful. He knew now the reason.

It was because he had been too obvious.

"I'm really sorry, 'kay?" The young girl said solemnly, as staring at her shoes.

"Its ok." Adam replied, as looking at his shoes as well. He then saw his friend bend her knees and lower her face into the crook of her arms. "What's wrong?" He said suddenly, as haltering his feet. "Is this about your friend again?"

Virginia looked up and smiled guiltily. "Well, yeah. I can't stop thinking about him..." She paused, flushed, then grinned. "Oh I'm so sorry, Adam..."

Adam smirked. "Its ok. Tell me about him. Enlighten me."

The young girl looked at him astonishly, before joyfully replying. She was glad to talk about Jet. "Well, he wasn't the nicest of people, I can assure you that." She started, as giggling. "He rarely talked, and he hated being with anyone. He hated rain, too." She smirked at the memory. "It was always fun to disturb him in his sleep when it was raining. He wouldn't want to get up, and he would mumble curses to the pillow."

Jet chuckled as she talked about his former self. "Sounds like an interesting person."

Virginia laughed. "I guess you could say that." She stated, her voice cheery. "Among the four of us, he was the most fun person to talk to. We would always fight, though."

"Why?"

"Because he hated memories. At first, I didn't know why he did. I thought he was just some money-thinking boy that crossed our path. I didn't know that... there was something more to him." Her voice became as faint as a whisper.

Adam wanted to hear this. "Something... more?"

Her face elated as he repeated her words. "Yeah..." She said, as smiling broadly. "We argued a lot 'cause he hated memories, and I thought memories were precious. I thought that it was impossible for anyone not to be happy with their memories, 'cause I know each person has at least a moment that has made them smile. But he proved me wrong."

"How?"

"He… He didn't have any memories in the first place."

Adam sighed as he recalled the day he blurted that out. "Oh..." He said, unknowing how to react to the situation. It was odd, she telling him about him in his past.

"I never understood him until then," She continued, as hugging her knees tighter. "There was this time too, in the Leyline Observatory,... he actually had flashbacks." She giggled again, as if remembering a fond thought. "Heh, there was this time there where I thought he was my brother. I kept blabbering and didn't listen to him when he tried to explain... No wonder he calls me a loudmouth."

The male treasure-hunter smiled inside. "I don't think he meant that."

"You think?"

"Yeah."

"There was a time he tried to leave... but I guess he changed his mind... that time. He forgot to hide the letter that he wrote." Her face was bright as she spoke. "I ended up finding the letter during the morning... and we had a fight again. He tore up the letter in pieces! I was so mad..." Her voice was so full emotion, as if acting out the memory. "But I remember that day, I held his hand and told him that he wasn't alone anymore. I told him that he would never be alone again. I don't know if he understood, though..."

Adam smiled as he responded. "I think he understood."

Tears started to moist in her eyes. "...Why did he leave, then?" She reasoned out, her voice becoming a muffled sob. "Why did he go...?"

"I think he had his reasons." Adam said, as hopping off the fence and facing Virginia. "And I think he regretted leaving you."

Virginia's eyes widened as her friend spoke these words. "How do you know? Have you met him -- no, -- or even just seem him before? If you have, please tell me!" Her tone was anxious and anticipating. But then it faltered. "Oh, you probably haven't,..." She realized, as letting her tears flow down her cheeks. "I even haven't told you his name."

The young man smiled as clutching the sides of his hood. "You don't need to tell me," He assured her, as ruffling sounds of cloth could be heard, as if his hood had fell onto his back.

He knew he was already suppose to say good-bye, but...

"I already know."

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author's notes : Ok, ok! So I know this isn't the last chappie, but please bear with me! Also, I know that this chapter sucks, so I'm really really sorry. 'Kay? Hope you guys forgive me. Aaaaaaaaaaah! I hope you guys still like my story. I know I'm kinda beating around the bush,... but please do bear with me. 'Kay? THANKIES!!! Sorry too if Jet is OOC. Like he said in chappie 01, he's changed, so... Hehehe.=)

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VERY IMPORTANT NOTE : Please give me suggestions for the ending... but only if you want to. Thank you so much! =)

VERY IMPORTANT NOTE no. 2 : I can drown myself in Jet's eyes...