020. Colourless
It had surprised the hell out of himself that he wasn't angry when he couldn't find her. He tried to be. Who knew? If he had found her then, he might have been angry.
Six months later he'd given up trying to be angry.
Six months after that he'd given up trying to convince himself he would never see her again.
Somehow he knew it would come down to something like this.
He had started watching for her, almost seeing her here and there, until fate let them find each other again.
This time, he thought, I should kiss her.
End note: Okay, this fic tortured me for weeks. Be nice. I only had 900 words and very unusual formatting rules. That being said, if it's crap, I'd like to know.