A/N: So I wrote this during a very boring class. Solette makes me smile. :-) Hope you enjoy!

Banana-Chocolate Milkshakes

I still look for you.

Everywhere I go.

On my nightly walk, I pass by the diner, the one we always went to for lunch and the one you took me to the night before you left, just to see if you're there, sitting on your favorite stool, waiting impatiently for the server to fix that milkshake you love so much.

It soon became my favorite type of milkshake, too.

Who knew chocolate and banana would be so good together?

Oh, wait.

Everybody knows that.

This is the part where you'd give that cute mock glare, and I would giggle, and kiss you sweetly…

"Har, har, Olette," You'd say. "You're so funny."

Damn right I am.

Even now I can't help but glance to my left, where you should be standing, and smile.

I look for you at every street corner, when I take my walks in the moonlight. I look for you in the windows of all the restaurants we used to eat at, the movie theaters we used to go to, the stores we used to shop at…

Well, I used to shop at.

You'd mostly just groan as I dragged you in with me, and made you watch me try on countless articles of clothing.

Although I think you secretly enjoyed it.

You'd moan and complain and tell me that if I didn't hurry up, you'd leave me there all alone to carry my own two-ton shopping bags.

But you never did.

Because you loved me that much.

I remember one time, when you and I were walking hand in hand down the sidewalk, and we came across a brand new store with the most beautiful clothes. I begged you to come inside with me, to put down that stupid banana-chocolate milkshake so they'd let you in.

But no.

You just wouldn't give it up!

"Come ON, Olette!" You pleaded. "I haven't had these things in soooo long!" And you continued to suck on the milkshake, pouting at me with wide, desperate blue eyes.

It was so cute. I couldn't help but let out a small chuckle.

And with that, with that tiny laugh, I gave in.

Because I loved you that much.

Geez, now I'm craving those milkshakes…

Thanks a lot, Sora!

But now, my nightly walk is over. My search, yet again, unsuccessful.

As I grasp the golden knob to enter my home, thinking only of you, Sora, it hits me. It really hits me, just how much I miss you. As your words ring through my ears, about how much you love me, and how you'll come back as soon as you can…tears are welling up in my eyes.

It's been months, Sora…where are you?

I let myself cry, just for a second, before I take a deep breath, and pull myself back together, and open the door with a confident smile.

And just like that, the smile vanishes, and my mind goes blank. My mouth drops, my hand slowly moves to cover it. My eyes widen, and the tears start coming all over again, harder and faster than before.

Because there you are.

On my couch.

Chatting with my mother.

She smiles knowingly at me, and watches you stand.

Just before I jump on you and kiss you like there's no tomorrow…you grin widely at me, as happy to see me as I am to see you, and hold up a cup in either hand.

"Olette!" You cry out gratefully.

"I got us banana-chocolate milkshakes!"