Disclaimer: Most of the plot and most of the characters don't belong to me.

The Misted Glass of an Angel

It was Monday and no one was home except for me and Kitsune. I had to go meet Seta at the usual place. But the thing is...I didn't. I was sitting at home, reading a magazine. Well, I lied. I wasn't reading it. I was staring at a word. A word more commonly known as the word 'guilty.' That's how I felt right now. Guilty. I should be there, with Seta, informing him of the notes that we took Saturday and what importance they held to the test. I should be there to hold his hand and love him...

But I wasn't. All thanks to Kitsune's 'brilliant' plan. Not so brilliant in my opinion. She was sitting on my bed applying nail polish. It was bugging me that she could be so carefree about something that depended on my wellbeing. I was losing my mind over here! I wonder if that's even possible. Losing your mind over a guy.

"Kitsune?"

"Yeah?"

"Shouldn't I be the one relaxing right now?"

"No...not really." I whirled on her, wanting to know the answer to why I shouldn't be calm.

"Why not? Shouldn't I be over there with him, holding his hand and loving him the way I do?" Kitsune screwed the top of her nail polish shut and set it on the counter. She then began to blow on her fingernails, hoping to speed up the process.

"You sound like a love sick puppy. And it's disgusting," Ugh. She was right. I did sound like a retard. Kitsune continued, "Now, if he loves you, he'll call after class to ask where you are. If he doesn't, he'll think you're sick or something and head home. He'll call from there."

"Oh. But what if he doesn't call?" I questioned.

"I was afraid that would happen with me and Ko when we were just getting to know each other. But he did and look at us now."

"Yup. You guys aren't talking to each other and to top it all off, you're going all godly on me!" I threw my hands up in mock defeat. Kitsune just rolled her eyes and waved a polished hand in my direction.

"You're just jealous that you didn't get married to Seta when you guys were teenagers."

"At what time should he be calling?"

"I should be asking you that. When does the class let out?"

"Around eight..." But then something smacked me in the face. Not literally but something that made me realize he might not call after all. Sarah.

"Oh no." I moaned. I buried my head in my hands. I heard the mattress shift as Kitsune moved closer to me.

"What's wrong?" She whispered. I lifted my head up to look at her, misery written all over my face. How could I have forgotten about Sarah?

"You see...Seta has an adopted daughter...named Sarah...and I figured that he might go home to her first...you know...before call-"

"Oh drop it, will you? Just because he has a daughter doesn't mean he's going to forget about you! He is human! He can multitask. And knowing him, he'll probably crash his van before forgetting about either of you..." A silence stretched between us. That last statement was eerily false. Seta and crashing a van seemed to go hand in hand.

"Err...forget that last part..." I nodded and continued plowing through my article on the newest legal problems of a resident superstar in Kyoto.

"By the way, what did your professor say when you told him that you would be missing the rest of the weeks classes?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing?"

"I have the best grade in the class. He said I'm guaranteed to pass the course."

"Nice."

Another round of silence blanketed us. It seemed to last for another two hours until the phone rang. I looked at it and then at Kitsune who was watching me with a strange expression. She knew that the only people that could pick up the phone were me or her. And it wasn't going to be her.

My fingers were itching to grasp the smooth plastic cover of the phone. My eyes were on the device now, wishing for it to be placed snugly in my hand. I wanted to talk to Seta. I wanted to talk to him. And Kitsune wasn't going to stop me.

I leapt for the phone but sadly, Kitsune was one step ahead of me. Whilst in mid air, I felt something collide with my midriff section, pulling me away from the ringing phone. My fingers had grazed the even surface of the phone. But I could do better than that. I twisted myself out of Kitsune's limp grasp and clasped the phone. I answered it. I didn't care that Kitsune's wonderfully sculpted plan would go to waste or that Seta might never get the chance to realize his feelings for me. I just wanted to tell him that I loved him!

"Seta! I love you, I love you, I love you! I can't live-!" Behind me I heard Kitsune swear audibly. But at that moment, my face was flushed...with embarrassment. A deep baritone was speaking from the other end of the phone. It wasn't Seta's voice.

"Umm...Hi. This is Koan. I was wondering if I could speak to Kitsune."

"Sure." I was sure that I sounded depressed. I turned around and handed the phone to a gleeful Kitsune.

"Koan? I love you, I love you, I love you! Oh...Okay...Tomorrow?" Kitsune shot me a furtive look. "Are you sure?...I could bring them but they don't know...I just don't want them to know..."

By now I was listening to the conversation raptly. It was interesting.

"Ko! Please! I just don't want them to know...I'll come tomorrow...I could bring Mr. Ueda...Yeah? Okay. See you tomorrow...Love you too...Of course I take my medicine!!...Yeah. Love you too." Kitsune crossed her fingers and then she hung up.

"What was that?" I asked, motioning to her crossed fingers. I wanted to know why she was lying.

"This? Two fingers." I gave a sigh of frustration then went back to my article. There really was no need. The phone began to ring again. I took off for it again but this time Kitsune had a better plan. She used her body to block me and then grabbed on to me. We fell to the floor loudly, getting tangled as she tried to keep me from getting the phone and as I tried to get away from her.

The answering machine picked up the message. It was Seta. He left a short message that showed his concern but I wanted to answer it! At the very moment the message ended, my grandmother walked in...and screamed. She pointed a horrified finger at me and Kitsune. We were still on the floor. Apparently, she had just returned from her game of cards at her friends' house.

"You're a lesbian!" She screamed in Japanese. I looked at her strangely then looked at the position me and Kitsune were in. Oops. I hastened out of it and stood up. Kitsune followed me but was much lazier about it. Once she was on her feet, she made kissing motions towards me and stroked my hair. My grandmother scurried out of the room as quick as possible while I just shot the fox girl a dubious look.

"Was that really necessary?" She seemed to ponder the question for a moment or two before answering.

"No. But she should learn that prejudice is something too expensive to have in this world." With that, Kitsune walked over to the answering machine and played the message. "He loves you." She remarked. I rolled my eyes and shooed her out of the room. I needed some sleep.

..

This cycle continued for the rest of the week...I would ignore Seta when he called at the café or at home. The others around me helped. If it was at the café, they would say I was busy. If it was at home, they would say I was sleeping or at Mutsumi's house.

Saturday was here and I was worried for two main reasons. Today I would speak to Seta for the first time this week and I also had my final in the MBA class.

I had Kitsune and Mutsumi over that day, helping me to get ready. I was wearing a pair of khaki capri's and a bright blue spaghetti strap shirt with a bright orange deep v-neck shirt on top. I looked good. Mutsumi did some extremely simple make-up on me, Kitsune reminded me of my lines and I was on my way.

The ferry to the other side, so to speak, seemed to take forever. I was constantly trying to flatten my hair, fix my make-up or anything of the sort. The weather itself seemed depressed. And that wasn't helping me. Stormy grey clouds that gave hints of rain...not good....Once I reached the other side, I took a deep breath and went to where the classes were held.

As I walked up the stairs and turned the corner, I stopped. No one could see me yet because of a particularly old oak tree but still, I needed to scope out my competition. I craned my neck looking for Seta when my breath hitched.

There he was. He seemed to be looking for me. Seta kept on glancing every which way, craning his neck just like I was. Gods, he looked excellent. He was in casual clothing today, something I didn't see him in often.

I shook my head a little and smiled softly. I was getting a little lost there. I had to follow the game plan. So I stepped out of my hiding spot and began to make my way over to Seta. He spotted me at once. I wasn't hard to miss, wearing what I was. It seemed that there was a purpose to the bright colors, I thought. I'll have to get mad at Kitsune lat—Oh my gosh, he's walking over here!

I almost froze but thankfully kept on walking towards him. Once again, I noticed that I was acting like a teenager. I disgusted even myself. He had a very angry expression on his face. That definitely wasn't apart of the plan. We were ten feet apart...eight...seven...five...four...one...

Before he could say anything, I stood up on my tippy toes and kissed his cheek...softly. Even that caught him by surprise. He froze and just stood there. I backed off and lowered my eyes. Kitsune said I had to go from demure. That was pretty hard, considering I just wanted to kiss him hard right then and there.

"Miss me?" I managed in a husky voice. Damn I was good! I mustered up the courage to look at him. He was even appalled. And getting Seta to become appalled is quite a feat.

Seta found his voice. "Haruka? Is that you?"

I nodded and opened my mouth to speak once more. "Seta, I've been your best friend through it all. I've been your choice for everything. Your choice for everything except for who to fall in love with." Crap. I was beginning to cry.

"So I'm giving you the choice today. After the final, I'll need your decision. D-did you miss me while we were apart? Are you angry enough to h- hurt me? Or just angry enough to hug me and accept-t me? Did you miss me like you'd miss a friend? Or was there something more?" I turned away but then turned back around. I almost forgot the most important part!

"A wise man once said, 'The first and last steps to love are friendship. It's just the middle that's left.'" This time I turned away, wondering where all that courage had come from. I wiped my tears away and made my way inside the class. I would know after the final. I would know after this test...

..

The test itself was really easy. I was sure that I passed with no difficulty. I just had a hard time stopping myself from looking to where Seta sat. I can't say that I "felt" his eyes on me because I really don't think that's possible. But I had a sneaking suspicion that he was looking at me, as if trying to figure out what puzzle I was.

The test ended around three hours later and I got up and stretched, hugging those around me who I would never see again. I did this quickly and hurried out of the class, knowing that he was following me. But I was chickening out. I didn't want to know his answer. All this time, I had waited for what he would say, what he would do and yet I was running from him.

I opened the door that lead outside and froze. It was raining. I sighed and was about to go back in when I heard footsteps behind me. I ran out into the rain, not caring that the man I loved with all my heart, soul and mind was running behind me, calling my name. Tears were pouring down my cheeks because I was afraid. I didn't know what to think, to feel, to do. I was afraid...

I felt something warm wrap around my arm and pull me to a stop. I didn't turn to look at him. Seta took a few more steps and I felt his body behind me. Slowly, he turned me around. I kept my head to the ground. The one arm that grasped mine brought me close to him. He was my shelter. His free hand came up to bring my face up.

I looked him in the eyes and he smiled. He leaned down next to my ear and whispered something. I shivered. I didn't get what he said. I turned my head to look at him, to ask him what he said.

"What di-" I never finished. His lips were on mine. I gently closed my eyes and let my arms come around his neck. His arms tightened around me, so that I was pressed fully against his body.

It's funny how it wasn't one of those passion filled kisses that you always read about or see. This one was simple and chaste. It had no hidden passion or unneeded roughness. It was just a kiss. An effortless, innocent, loving kiss.

We broke apart, with the rain still pattering down onto our bodies.

"Does that answer your question?" He asked. I nodded mutely and hugged him. I had needed this hug more than anything else. I heard his laughter rumbling through his chest as he enveloped me in a hug too. For the first time since my father had died, I felt fully...happy...

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Wow. I'm on vacation and I've been real slow on updating. I really apologize to you guys. It's just that the problem with my computer's sporadic internet connection has yet to be fixed. So I have to do all this file transferring stuff and that's hectic.

I will finish this fic before starting another one. I promise. And don't expect updates next week because I'll be away...on a real vacation... Big smile

Erica T-I'm glad my little "inspiration" thing worked! Thanks! I hope you liked this chapter!

heavens-a-lie-13- Hi! Oh wow! Your review makes me blush every time I read it! This story isn't actually original because there is a movie I'm copying but I'm glad you liked it!

Digibaka- Now its June! . I thought his dying thing was drawn out too. Like the whole running thing? That was retarded. And the fact that Naina and Rohit have a white kid was weird. Haruka is both Rohit and Naina, Seta is also both Rohit and Naina and Kitsune is Aman. So in the end, they all had a sex change .;

Althesushiloveingfanficsage- Hi! Aww! Thanks! It's okay! My summary sucks but I'm glad you gave it a chance! Are you sure there is nothing to fix? I would appreciate it greatly if you told me what to fix...I'm glad you liked my Haruka. I felt that she could be something more and here she is! Oh and there is more sadness coming...but in the end, it'll all be happy...