I would like to throw out a "thank-you" to my reviewers! You guys are always so nice! XD Well, here's chapter two (sorry that it's so short). Enjoy—

Graduation approaches, and, instead of studying, I'm stuck under a bridge with my brother's long-lost girlfriend. I have to say that…this time under the bridge…it…it felt so different. When she would run her fingers along my bare skin…I didn't feel like the little kid I once was. I almost felt…grown-up—like I actually had the power to stop her. But, for some reason, I didn't.

"Takkun, you're shaking, are you all-right?"

I wasn't sure why I was trembling. She had done this before. But, like I said, this was different. It wasn't physical, it was emotional.

"Yeah, I'm fine." I sat up and quickly wiped away the hot tears that stung my eyes. I wasn't sure why I was crying either. All this sudden emotion had taken me by surprise. Graduation coming, my brother, Haruko, and Mamimi's presence didn't make any of that any better. She gazed at me with a confused look on her face; then she smiled and wrapped her arms around my neck, just like she used to do.

As the day went on, the thoughts of Haruko would bombard my mind. As I thought back, I could still feel her guitar against my forehead. All these painful memories only made me miss her more.

I basically followed Mamimi around for the rest of the day. She bought another one of those sour drinks at the little vending machine near the bridge. In my opinion—they're still disgusting. But, of course, I drank it. I don't know how much longer I'll be able to live like this.

I found myself following Mamimi to her old elementary school that had burned down long ago. I stood next to her in front of the tower that still stood—charred and brittle. She gazed at the remains for the longest time. I could tell that memories of this place were flooding back into her mind. Mamimi sat on her knees, bowed her head, and folded her hands. I was about to walk away, but instead of the "prayers" she would utter to "Lord Canti", I heard something quite different—she was sobbing. I could see great, heartbroken tears falling from her cheeks and splashing into the dirt. I had never witnessed Mamimi cry. It was probably the saddest thing I had ever seen.

Suddenly she stood up and flung her arms around me. She buried her face into my jacket and cried into my chest. I felt so bad for her; I didn't really know what to do. So I wrapped one arm around her waist and I put my other hand on top of her head to smooth her hair. I wanted to be her comfort. I guess I didn't feel worthy enough of that privilege. I had hated her so much as a kid…now that we've grown-up, I see there's more pain behind those eyes than I once thought.

End…Chapter Two: One Life, Two Loves'

Lord Canti sent me a vision…he says to R&R. ;)