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OUT OF CHARACTER:

I'm fully accepting that this fanfiction isn't going to please everyone. So I'm stating this now, this is OOC. Again, I try not to diverge too much from the characters' profiles, but if it bothers you, I truly apologize. Hopefully, that doesn't take away from the story I want to tell.

SYNOPSIS: Part 2 of 3 to Hachiman and Yumiko's Vacation Arc. Hachiman tries to patch up things with Yumiko from their previous conversation on the beach. Their stay at Yumiko's grandmother's ends as they make their way to Osaka.

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Chapter 12 - The Space Between Heaven and Earth Isn't All That Far.

- Flashback 45 Minutes Ago -

Yukino Cell: [Hikigaya?]

Hachiman: "Hey, Yukinoshita. What's up?"

Yukino Cell: […Nothing really. Just wanted to see if you got to Awaji Island safely.]

Hachiman: "We did… The trip itself was tiring but soon as I arrived, it wasn't exactly how I expected."

Yukino Cell: [Oh? How so?]

Hachiman: "It's barely been a day and lots happened already. When I return, I'll fill you and Yuigahama with details. It's such a quiet town and Yumiko's aunt is such an insane driver, but her grandmother is something else. The house that we're staying at..."

Yukino Cell: ['Yumiko?' Sounds like the two of you have gotten a bit friendlier. That's a surprise on its own.]

Hachiman: "Sure… I guess."

How could I forget? To Yukinoshita, me and Yumiko are still on a formal basis. Was it wrong of me to call her by her first name when I'm talking to Yukinoshita? Looking over my shoulder as the blonde sits still with her eyes shut; she clings onto me tightly. Her grip got tighter. A girl that craves attention from others, unlike the sternness of Yukinoshita. Well, not at first glance anyway. Countless times, I've witnessed her folding from her facade. The strong demeanor is a shield from others finding out her more despondent attitude. Although I feel that it screams out for help, now and then, it's not without Yukinoshita's merits afterall. She's quick to shrivel back into an icy persona. With the tone in her voice, it isn't hard to notice that she's being selective and attentive with the words she lets out. Her real reason for calling, she never really bothered to care before. So what is it? There's always a reason when it comes to Yukinoshita.

Yukino Cell: [Anyways Hikigaya, I was thinking… when you get back from your trip… if you'd like to spend some time… Ummm… Yuigahama, I can't do this!]

Yuigahama's voice was projected on the other side of the call as her piercing input commanded her friend to finish the request.

Yukino Cell: […would you like to go out on a date with me… when you get back, of course! Hikigaya? Hachiman?]

Hachiman: "…"

It's not often we call each other by our given names. Somehow I knew what she wanted to ask, but hearing it still chimes a sweet sound in my ears. To think Yuigahama had her own motives for asking me out, so why help Yukinoshita? Whatever the case, I stay silent because I honestly don't know how to react. I'd be lying to myself if I said I never saw them as potential love interests. They're only girls that attend the same club as me, with the added bonus of being friends. Compare that to Yumiko who I still know so little about; Yuigahama and Yukinoshita I've gotten to know a lot better. That's not to say I haven't learned anything about Yumiko. In fact, her abrupt personality forces me to understand a great deal about how to somewhat handle her. I guess meeting this troublemaker's extended family is an added bonus.

Yukino Cell: […I'm sorry, I shouldn't have put you on the spot. You don't have to. This was dumb…]

Hachiman: "No sorry. You kinda caught me off guard. I'm in shock. Honestly, I think it'd be a lot of fun. But don't you have your New York trip to worry about?"

Yukino Cell: [Listen Hachiman, if you don't want to, you don't have to make any excuses. Just say it's a bad idea.]

Hachiman: "I'm not saying that at all. Of course, I'd love to! Besides, I've always found you rather…"

I look down at Yumiko, snug in my arms. Is this right? My emotions would get the best of me and she'll never forgive me. Her honesty was from the start, I need to be better. We are friends after all. And if being truthful is a sin, it'd be a shame to say that her forceful nature compels me in wanting to understand her even more. More so than my other two lady friends.

Yukino Cell: [Don't say anymore… I don't think I'd be able to handle it if you finished your sentence. But now… I'm… looking forward to when you get back Hikigaya. And don't worry about New York. I'll schedule some time aside before I leave.]

Hachiman: "Umm… Sure. Right. I feel the same. I'll leave it to you then… Yukinoshita."

Yukino Cell: [Miura told you about what happened between the three of us. Right?]

Hachiman: "Not necessarily. But I'm not slow to piece things together."

Yukino Cell: [Does any of this feel fake to you? Or forced?]

Hachiman: "That's the one thing I'm still piecing together. This was just so out of the blue. BUT… that isn't to say I'm not flattered!"

Yukino Cell: [Well don't think that it is. I'm being quite honest with myself. What I say is what I mean; regardless if Yuigahama is here helping me. I don't want you to think that I've falsified anything for a selfish benefit. I guess you could say, I feel most genuine when I'm around you. Anyways! I've spoken too much. I'll give your regards to Yuigahama, just save a date for me, Hachiman.]

She kept using my first name. Soon as our conversation ended, the bus pulled up in front of a tall resort-like building.

- Flashback End -

- Present -

Yumiko ditched me. I knew she would get mad, but I didn't think she'd escalate a situation like this. It's not like this decision affects her more so than me. Never will I ever get used to this sort of neglect. It's as though she left me out to sea, drowning in a sinking boat. Why is she upset in the first place? Because I refused to choose her over a life I'm comfortable with? And to think that my youth romantic life would be more of a comedy now that it involves two other girls. Yukinoshita spoke honestly with me, saying she felt comfortable being genuine with me. So is it selfish of me to want something if it means hurting someone else? Hayama had the right idea. It's why he's afraid to take the risky steps with Yumiko. Guess he never knew she would break away from his pretty boy trance.

Whatever the case now, I've lost my companion and should muster up some effort in locating her. The old version of me would have pulled back with malicious reasoning. Something along the lines of, "She's a big girl and could find her own way back." Or "She just needs time to cool off." Kinda like the time when she didn't show up to school for days, pretending to be sick all the while. Why did I decide to volunteer in delivering her assignments that day? And did she stop playing hooky because of what we spoke of? It's not to say my logical outlook isn't without credit. But ever since I was put on her case from the very beginning, having the responsibility of looking out for a girl that's a loose canon; I've come to understand something very important. A pessimistic or logical outlook can only get you so far, yet if you have the ability to do something, regardless of those logical reasons, you should try. Believing in miracles isn't something I heed, but some things don't require a thorough explanation. Yumiko taught me that. It's why, beyond my better judgment, I need to find where my fiery companion ran off to.

I'm not familiar with her special hideaway places here, but gazing at the beach scenery, I spot a couple of different areas where she might run away to. A small hut where they sell some native dishes, her father's resort, and a pier. Looking at the pier, there isn't anybody standing around. So that excludes that option. Her father's resort would be the best bet. Don't know her to really get hungry in argumentative situations such as this, so the food hut is also out of the question. After careful consideration, I begin my move in locating the Fire Queen.

Hachiman: "Figured you'd be here."

A shriveled-up girl sits underneath a large wooden pier. She doesn't seem all too pleased to see me. For good reasons… I guess…

Yumiko: "What? You follow me here?"

Hachiman: "No. Just figured a spoiled rich girl like yourself, would rather try to find her own place in this world, rather than run back to daddy's giant resort."

Yumiko: "How do you figure that? For all you know, I may just be daddy's little girl; clinging onto his fortune."

She speaks with such the attitude. Nothing I'm not already used to.

Hachiman: "That's the first time you called him 'daddy'. Even if you called him 'pops' or 'dad', it would be a first to my ears. Ever since this trip, you've addressed him as 'father' a bit too formal and somewhat distant-sounding. Also, it's not like you to cling onto anyone else but me. Sure your dad has money, but he's not some poor excuse for a human being like me."

Yumiko: "I have a fine relationship with him. The only thing you got right is that you're a poor excuse for a human being. So don't act as if you know me. It's not like you understand why I'm even upset."

I sit myself down a couple of feet from Yumiko while coming up with a reason why she's livid. She's not simple, but what girl is? It's not like this isn't our first argument. I've already lost count since I've gotten better acquainted. Ten, maybe? No, way more than that. Scratching my noggin, I think about what could possibly be the reason for her unsettling demeanor. Is this about not wanting to be her boyfriend? She confessed to me last night, but also mentioned that I didn't have to give her an answer right away. So that can't be it. Is it because I spoke with Yukinoshita without telling her? If that's not the issue, it's something that's bugging her.

Yumiko: "Well? How long are you gonna take? Spit it out!"

Hachiman: "I honestly don't have a clue. It could be a number of things. You're complicated. Not in a disrespectful way, but in an interesting way."

Yumiko: "Not good enough. Shut up with your philosophical talk. And just speak to me as if we were... friends…"

Hachiman: "Friends? Right… it's only been one day but our relationship did progress."

She snarks as she turns her body completely opposite from mine. Looking at her like this is rather upsetting me now. But if I consider what she means to me, then what would I say? When I look at Yumiko, what is my heart honestly telling me? Up until now, it's been up and down. She's not very nice, but I hate nice girls; she's hardly logical, and most times she just does whatever she feels like. It's like I'm always having to look after her, hoping she doesn't cause too much trouble. So what is it that I can say to make her trust in me again?

Hachiman: "…After this trip, I hoped that things wouldn't change so drastically. So drastically to the point that I wouldn't be able to recognize myself when I got back home. Like it even matters anyway."

The pouty blonde slowly turns her head around; interested in what more I had to say.

Hachiman: "I thought I'd be able to help benefit others by choosing to come home as though nothing changed. But that was my mistake. Even before we left for this trip, my life slowly started changing. And you had something to do with that. One hundred percent. Flipping my world upside down, regardless of how much I refused you, just to keep up the norm. Yet denying other forces which I can't control, wanted to keep you at my arm's length. I can't say it's love or friendship, but it's a certain attraction, to say the least. So before I knew it, you came crashing in and distorting my life."

Yumiko: "Can you just shut up! Gawd you're so annoying! What are you even getting at?!"

Hachiman: "I'm saying, I choose you, Yumiko… I don't know how things are going to be, but if you'll have me, I want to grow with you even more than I already have. When this trip is all over, it's not like my life will ever be the same regardless of what I decide to do. I know that now. It was foolish of me to think otherwise. So I'm all in. I want to continue distorting your life as much as you do mine."

Yumiko: "So we're clear, you're saying you love me."

Hachiman: "…"

Please don't make me say it. She sighs in relief. And after that, her once tense demeanor changes into a more relaxed one.

Yumiko: "Ugh! I'm the complicated one? You really need to take a look in the mirror, Hikio. But I guess it's a start."

So does that mean we're going out officially as boyfriend and girlfriend? It's what she wanted all this time right? Honestly, now that I've said my honest feelings, a sense of relief embodies the very fibers of my skin. Happy and content with what I feel. I've never confessed to anyone before today. I wonder if she's shaking with excitement too.

Yumiko: "As for your half-assed love confession, I reject it. Sorry, but you gotta try harder. I don't wanna hear about distorting this and crashing that. What the hell are you, a robot? I thought you knew better than to say something so monotonous to me. Sheesh, Hikio. Seriously, if this is how you confess your heart out to girls…"

Hachiman: "Alright! I get it! You don't wanna be my girlfriend. Just leave it at that. You don't have to bully me."

Shying away and feeling completely embarrassed in front of the girl I had asked out, the aggressive girl stands tall in front of me. Like being rejected wasn't humiliating enough, now I gotta hear an earful. What was I thinking looking for her in the first place. I should have just left her alone. Maybe my heart wouldn't have gone through so many different stresses.

Yumiko: "Don't get me wrong, I SO want you bad! But come on, do you really think under the circumstances we're in, that you're thinking clearly? Or is this some, 'spur of the moment,' to make me happy?"

Hachiman: "You're the one who said to make a move on you. Remember?"

Yumiko: "Yeah, but you're not fully committed to me. I promised you, after this trip, I'll have you all to myself. So I don't want you second-guessing your decision in picking me. I'm fine with being just friends for now. But understand, I will make you realize that I AM THE ONLY CHOICE for you. That Yukinoshita, Yui, Iroha, and ANYONE ELSE, is nowhere near your line of site. Besides, who knows what you actually talked to Yukinoshita about except you. And like I even care enough to know! But if you have to go behind my back to keep a secret, then I wouldn't want bad habits to start before we even get to holding hands."

Hachiman: "But we've held hands alre…"

Yumiko: "Shut up Hikio! I'm talking! My point is, that I still got five days to win you over. So I hope you're ready for one hell-of-a summer vacation."

Although less enthused by her proposal, I did feel a spark of my dignity come back, but still aggravated about this childish excuse of not dating me. It's as though she's speaking in riddles and she refuses to be straight with me. Do you wanna date me or not?! Maybe I could have worded my confession a bit better. Whatever. I'll live, it's not like I haven't been rejected before. This one doesn't hurt as bad though. The blonde girl hands me her palm as I look up into her eyes. She's smiling. Well, so long she's not angry anymore. It would be a pain going back to the house with her.

Yumiko: "Come on, let's go enjoy the beach."

Hachiman: "Our spot might have been taken."

Yumiko: "There are plenty of other cabanas, silly boy. Maybe we could get one more secluded in the back."

I blush profusely, as she indicated her response in a very sensual way.

Hachiman: "Shut up. If you wanted to do things like that, then you should have just said yes earlier."

Yumiko: "Always expected to be the good girl. The rich kid who's supposed to have her shit together! For once, I wanna know what it's like to break bad. Ya know? I'm tired of always being looked up to as some royal figure. You've got it easy. You can just disappear and live your life in peace."

Never occurred to me, but why Hayama? Because he easily fitted in her mold? He's drawn towards the Yukinoshita sisters, Yumiko was fighting tooth and nail just to get a glimpse of what she had with her ex-crush. So it's not like her family is actually aware of her affections for Hayama. Again, this tells me how much she actually keeps to herself. She really wants to prove her own worth. But then again, until recently, she would always follow the popular crowd. Plays into her superiority complex I suppose.

Hachiman: "I really don't care. So long I get some time to relax. It's been a long day."

Yumiko: "You're right, Hikio."

Walking away from the pier and back to the resort's beach area, Yumiko keeps a few paces between us. As the setting sun emanates a certain gold light onto her skin, I stare at her gorgeous silhouette while she continues to stride across the wet sand. I really did mean what I said back below the pier. Regardless if it felt like a "spur-of-the-moment." Had I really come to know her that well, that I was able to locate her with ease? It's why I felt so sure about my answer. Something in me refuses to see her get upset, a new feeling. I guess this is what some call caring for someone. It's not long after until a group of three males walk past me and towards Yumiko.

Boy 1: "Hey sweetie, you're one pretty little thing."

Boy 2: "Why don't you come over and hang with us? You alone right?"

Yumiko seems to be flattered by the attention she's unexpectedly shrouded by. Although, she's wearing a mask. She's extremely nervous right now. Trying to defuse or handle the situation. Looking at these fellas though, they're not your typical Japanese. Loud and obnoxious, something tells me they're used to picking up girls and also used to getting their way.

Boy 3: "Better yet, we have a room at that nice resort. Come up and chill for a while."

Boy 2: "Yeah, the sun is setting anyway."

Boy 1: "What do you say, hottie?"

Why isn't she fighting them off? Normally she'd be aggressive with anyone that pushes her in doing what she doesn't want to do. Maybe she really does want to hang out with bravado-spewing guys like them. Perfectly chiseled bodies, tall, pretty faces, they definitely got the good genes. They seem to be in late high school or early college; regardless, I can't compete with that. I should do what I'm used to and disappear. Remember how you always avoided the popular crowds, Hachiman? This is no time to act like the hero. But then what was all that about earlier?! I refuse to believe this is what she wants!

Hachiman: "Hey, you three really need to back off."

What the hell am I doing?! I said NOT to be the hero! My subconscious has been overtaken by adrenaline.

Boy 2: "Who are you supposed to be? You actually with her?"

Hachiman: "And what if I am."

Boy 1: "Tsk. Then I'd say you're bluffing. I mean, come on my guy. Look at yourself. Ha! You're so out of her league!"

Boy 3: "For real though, going out with a gal like this beauty? You can't possibly satisfy her all the right ways."

Hachiman: "I said, BACK OFF!"

Boy 2: "Sorry, we can't hear you. Speak up!"

Don't know what came over me, but for some reason, all the special memories I've made with Yumiko race through my head. As though all my hard work and efforts to get to this point, would have been for nothing if I didn't fight for what I wholeheartedly believed in. Yet the only thing provoking me are these three Chads! I said it before, sometimes, you have to throw logic out the window. Still scared to death.

Hachiman: "You really wanna start something huh? It's unfortunate you three have no idea who I am."

I strike them with my piercing eyes as they start to imagine me as some boss villain. A small lie to help me gain some sort of advantage. How long will I be able to keep this up on my own I wonder? The boys hardly trembling, still don't back down from Yumiko. Why would they, they're three and I'm one. Great, guess I really do have to get beaten up for a girl that rejected me a few moments ago.

Yumiko: "Babe! I swear this isn't what it looks like!"

Boy 2: "Wait, so you're really with this loser?"

Yumiko: "Mind your tongue. Don't talk about the resort owner's son like that."

Boy 1: " The resort owner's son?! Hey! Look at his eyes. That's one intense look he's giving us. Sorry man, we didn't mean to crawl up your turf."

Boy 3: "Yeah, for real. We were just having fun with her. Nothing to worry about bossman."

Hachiman: "Yumiko."

She makes her way past the three idiots as she stands by my side, clinging to my arm. I wrap my arm around her waste and establish a certain dominance over these jerks.

Boy 2: "I gotta hand it to you, you know how to pick'em. But I mean, with all that power and money, you could probably get any nice piece of ass."

Hachiman: "The hell you just say?"

Boy 2: "I mean, come on bro. She seems like an easy catch. With that bod of hers, she's no shy kitty. You feel me? I'm willing to bet she gets around. But you probably already knew that."

Without knowing it, I walk up to the loud mouth of the group that stands before me.

Hachiman: "APOLOGIZE!"

Boy 2: "Hey man, relax. I'm just…"

Hachiman: "You obviously only have two brain cells. So if you don't want anything to happen to you or your friends, you'd best apologize to my fiancee."

Boy 1: "Bro, that's his fiancee! Dude, I'm not lookin to get pinned tonight! Just say you're sorry!"

Boy 3: "We're sorry bro. We just met him at the resort. We don't really know this guy."

Boy 2: "Guys! Look man, I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it. You've got a lovely wife. I wish you two the best!"

After expressing their cowardly interest in our situation, the stooges finally bolted back to the resort; Assuming they scare easily and that they'd decided to make an early checkout.

Yumiko: "Hikio!"

Hachiman: "HEY!"

Without any warning, Yumiko jumps into my arms as I carry her like I princess. She doesn't wanna be treated like one, yet her actions seem completely hypocritical.

Yumiko: "So I'm your fiancee? Thought I was beneath your standards?"

Hachiman: "Well, it's not like I'm really the owner's son. Why didn't you just say you were the one who owned this resort?"

Yumiko: "Because… I get guys like that hit on me all the time… Wanted to see what you'd do. And like prince charming, you didn't fail me. You came to my rescue. Honestly, I hate pushy guys like that. They're a hassle to avoid. But since you're with me, that's no longer the problem!"

Excuse me?! Does she think I'm always going to be there to ward them off or something?! And yet, never thought I would ever stand up against anyone for myself. Sure I've done it in the past due to certain club requests. But the feeling is different when you do it for yourself. What I did, felt necessary and right... logically speaking.

Hachiman: "Well… thanks to your help too. If I didn't have that lie to play off of, I wouldn't know what I'd do next."

Yumiko: "I don't believe that. Your eyes say it all. You would have done anything. Don't forget, I'm your support in all this… Regardless of what I told them, was it a lie? Maybe you will inherit this business one day. Father always wanted a son to continue his legacy."

Hachiman: "You just got heavier."

Yumiko: "Quit your complaining. You seemed fine last night when you took me to bed. Now let's hurry back already."

Looking next to me, Yumiko is lying on the finely granulated sand. Her eyes are hidden behind her large shades. The sun is about to set in a matter of hours, but beachgoers still occupy the area. I try to focus on my novel, but looking at her so relaxed and in her element makes me envy her carefree spirit. She seems passed out again. Today really was a tiring day. I stare back down at the pages of my book. She's got the right idea. I can't even focus with my eyes getting so heavy.

Deciding to place my book next to me, I take a seat back gazing at the other people around us. Most of them are from different cultures. Listening closely to their accents and terrible Japanese, I can conclude that this area is highly populated by tourism. Still very intruiging. Wonder how they view Japan through their eyes. And speaking of, I shut mine for a couple of minutes.

It isn't until I feel a warm embrace wrapping around my torso that I decided to widen my gaze. Yumiko had wrapped her body with mine. Her leg is on top of mine as she snuggles up to me like I was reprising my role as her body pillow. Although my face gets flushed, I also don't mind it. We seem to be conditioning ourselves like this more and more. But is it okay for friends to be so close like this? I've never been so intimate with a friend like this before. Maybe some people find this kinda thing normal. Nevertheless, she craves attention… and at least for right now, so do I.

Laying my hand above her head, I stroke her scalp. Her well-shaped body wrapped in her two-piece white swimsuit makes her more alluring. The fact that she trusts me enough for her to pass out in my arms, speaks a lot. Her bare legs are tightening their hold on mine, and her grip around my torso had also grown tighter. Just like on the bus ride here. Consoling her is becoming my new pastime. Her embrace is her reaction to my familiar touch. Supple lips… Gulp* the water bottle scene from earlier creeps into my head. It really was an indirect kiss.

Yumiko: "You know, you never did compliment my bathing suit, Hikio. I bought it for this special occasion too."

Hachiman: "You're awake."

Yumiko: "With how fast your heart is beating, how can I sleep?"

You can always let go of me for starters. But I'd be lying if I said being with her right now is making me feel a bit favorable.

Hachiman: "It's umm… revealing… bold I guess would be the better word."

Yumiko: "It's not cute?"

Hachiman: "Erg* Not that it's not cute! It's totally cute on you."

Yumiko: "You really suck at this complimenting thing."

Hachiman: "I could care less about what swimsuit you wear. You're the one that I'm looking at."

The gal blushes as she buries her face into my chest.

Yumiko: "Shut up, idiot."

Hachiman: "I like this one on you a lot… Yumiko. Don't think Yuigahama or Yukinoshita would pull it off as easily."

Yumiko raises her head from her buried position and looks at me with dead eyes. I think I might have messed up just now. Was it wrong of me to bring them up?

Yumiko: "I'm going to allow it this one time, but bring them up again, and you'll have hell to pay."

Hachiman: "Right, sorry."

Yumiko: "You're just too adorable. You know, like a puppy. I just wanna coddle you."

Does she still see me as "Hachi," like that one dog in the movie with the same name? She really needs to get off. Can't think straight with her licentious chest pressed against me.

Yumiko: "Hey, Hikio, I've noticed that mark on your neck. Where'd you get that? Did a shark bite you or something? LOLZ!"

Hachiman: "Very funny. You don't remember? You did that to me last night. Tried to get you off of me, but you put up a hell-of-a fight."

Yumiko clams up as she begins to twirl her hair unconditionally.

Yumiko: "You…you…you mean to tell me, I gave you that?!"

Hachiman: "In your defense, you were a bit drunk. Don't worry about it."

Yumiko: "OMG! I'm like so sorry! I didn't know I had gotten that bad! You probably think I'm some dirty and sick-minded girl! I promise I'm not like that!"

Hachiman: "Yeah, good luck trying to convince me otherwise! You've been acting a lot more aggressive since the trip started. Yet you shot me down just a moment ago. Sleazy harlot!"

Yumiko: "You're right! I'm totes sorry! Believe me, there were no ill intentions. Guess it's obvious I'm trying too hard. I really am sorry, Hikio. I'll back off if that's what you want. So embarrassing."

Hachiman: "I don't get you. You wanna win me over, but soon as I ask you out, you turn me down. Now you're proposing of backing off. Honestly don't care either way, but I've known you to quit halfway. You usually go above and beyond. It's just who you are. I love that side about you. Like a whole lot. So whatever the case, do what you need to, at the end of the day, it's up to me if I've fallen head over heels for you."

Yumiko: "I don't wanna be too forceful. I don't think it's the right way… but most guys love this kinda thing. So..."

Hachiman: "Well I guess you've got a lot to learn about my likes and dislikes."

Yumiko: "Don't copy me! I said it way better!"

I take hold of her hand twiddling with her fingers, before too long, she too starts to intertwine her own fingers with mine.

Hachiman: "It's not like I don't like your aggressive side. I've somewhat grown accustomed to it. But if you want advice to win me over, maybe take it down a notch.

The frustrated girl looks up at me with her glistening olive-green eyes with hope.

Hachiman: "What I said before… underneath the pier, to some extent, I meant it. Like you, I'm figuring out why you'd be a great match for me. So, know that you're not alone in all this. I guess I can understand why you're looking for love now."

The following day arrives and I awake to a loud screech from my roommate. Irritated beyond belief, who on this Earth has any reason to be so damn loud this early in the morning?! Apparently, Yumiko Miura, that's who. I look over to her side of the room as I gaze upon an unrecognizable girl staring at a full-body mirror. Who the hell let her in our room?! She turns around to face me with tears leaving her face.

Yumiko: "Hikio! Don't look at me! I can't believe this happened!

Hachiman: "Umm… sorry? Do I know you?"

Yumiko: "That's SO not funny Hikio!"

Hachiman: "You definitely look like my roomy, but you're A LOT more… umm… tan. Like A LOT lot!

Yumiko: "It's me, you damned idiot! I can't believe this happened to me! Ugh!* I so did NOT want you to see this side of me."

Trying not to burst out laughing, I managed to maintain more appropriate giggling; not because of her new skin tone, but because she's just so distraught and has no idea what to do. It'd be a few days before she could get back looking like her original lighter self, but she'd have to avoid the sun for at least a week. BWAHAHAHA! I couldn't hold it in any longer and just busted out guffawing. Our clamoring morning made headway, as Auntie and Grams barged in to see what the ruckus was all about.

Aunt Miura: "Where's the fire!"

I continue to snicker as I point towards the distraught Yumiko by the mirror.

Aunt Miura: "What's the big deal girl?! It's not like you to get all worked up because you got a tan, especially during the summertime."

Grandma Miura: "It's not that, seems our little Yumi-chan is embarrassed to show it off in front of her fiance. Better he finds out now than later. Does this new appearance bug you, Hikio?"

Hachiman: "Of course not. But I always wanted to learn how to surf. HAHAHAHA!"

Yumiko: "OMG HIKIO! STOOOP!"

Aunt Miura: "Be careful with what you wish for; Yumiko used to be such the little wahine back in the day before she stopped visiting that is.

Hachiman: "Wahine?"

Aunt Miura: "It's another term for a female surfer."

Hachiman: "Right."

Yumiko: "Don't guilt trip me! Mom and dad were the busy bodies! I couldn't just come up here on my own! Besides, I don't have the balance as I used to, so too bad for you Hikio! You'll just have to forget your surfing plans!"

Standing up from where I'm sitting, I make my way toward the pouting girl as she still faces the mirror in terror. I lay my head on her shoulder staring at her reflection in the mirror.

Yumiko: "Wha…wha…what are you doing?"

Hachiman: "I don't see the big fuss. I love how you look. It's exotic. Cute even."

After hearing my compliment, Yumiko's tan was replaced with a heavy glow of bright red. She turns around with her head faced down. I hold her close as she continues to talk.

Yumiko: "Exotic? Cute? You really mean that? You're not grossed out by my it?"

Hachiman: "The only person here that seems to be skin deep is you. And no, I'm not grossed out by it. I mean every word of it."

Yumiko: "I'm not skin deep! It's just, I didn't want you to think… and I didn't know how'd you'd react..."

Jeez! Is it really bugging her this much with what I think? Reassuring her, I hold her in my arms.

Aunt Miura: "Awww… look at the lovebirds."

Tsk* I almost forgot they're still here. I can't believe they saw that.

Grandma Miura: "Well, you can't do anything about it now granddaughter. Come on you two, we're heading to the wet market today. The earlier we arrive, the better deals we're gonna get on fresh ingredients."

A wet market? Never heard of such a thing. I don't wanna sound ignorant, but I guess I'll be seeing first hand. But would Yumiko want to leave the house knowing that she's only going to get more exposed to the sun?

Yumiko: "…I don't wanna go!"

That answers my question.

Grandma Miura: "What are you saying?! You always loved going to visit. Besides, it's your last night and I wanna make sure I'm getting all the ingredients for tonight's dinner! Who knows when the next time I'll see you again."

Aunt Miura: "She's right, next time you visit, you two would probably be hitched with two little ones running around."

Grandma Miura: "NO It's still too early for me to be a Great-grandmother! Don't get me wrong Hikio, you'd make a wonderful husband."

Hachiman: "None taken… grams."

When did I take to calling her grams?

Grandma Miura: "I'm not taking 'No' for an answer, get dressed, we're heading out in ten!"

A family outing with three generations of the Miura family. All ladies too. I best behave myself. Wonder how Hayama would have handled this situation. It's a good thing he's most enthralled with the Yukinoshitas and not so much with Miura's family. This is a rare treat. Never thought I'd be treasuring something such as Yumiko's family gathering. Even though each of the ladies has their own personality, it's not an uncomfortable situation. Seems I had little to worry about, taking on this trip. But tonight is our last night and tomorrow we head out to Osaka. There we meet another Miura relative. Her cousin. She didn't say much about her, but hopefully, she's just as laid back. One could only wonder.

After about forty minutes on the road, we exit Auntie's vehicle into a large outdoor produce center… a 'wet market'. They sell all kinds of fresh food. From seasonal fish that have been caught in the early morning, to large heads of cabbages! The four of us stroll around, stopping at every other stall where an individual merchant is responsible for their own products. Grams seems familiar with everyone as the locals greet her. Like her granddaughter, she's popular with the masses.

Yumiko: "Grandma used to work here selling fish with her late husband… before he…"

Hachiman: "That so. With the amount of encouragement she's getting, seems like she had a lot of support."

Yumiko: "As always, you nailed it on the nose. But… I wasn't there. In fact, my family was so busy that we weren't able to attend grandpa's funeral. Last time father visited, he felt ashamed to face his mother. Granted, she had no ill-will towards him, but he still hadn't visited her since then. Making up excuses not to come by, but I think he's just too ashamed that he let his work get to him."

Hachiman: "So he feels like he betrayed the family…"

Yumiko: "Yeah. But he's too hard on himself. Sometimes you remind me of him with your stubbornness, honestly. I mean grandma already forgave him."

Do I really come off as stubborn? Honestly, my old man and I hardly talk. He's just always so busy. But I figure it's just the trials of being an adult. Work first, family second, that's the Japanese way… right? So I get it. Because of this, will I end up regretting not patching things up with my old man?

Yumiko: "Promise me you won't ever be like my father. It's probably an impossible order for you to follow up on, but I hate him for that."

For her, guess I could only try.

Hachiman: "Why you're so concerned about my personal family affairs, I have the slightest idea. But I can assure you, I wouldn't be so cold to my parents."

…Here's to not living up to that lie. Yumiko smiles, then runs off towards her Grandmother, embracing her with love and affection. She truly loves her family and was probably looking forward to this trip for a very long time.

Aunt Miura: "Yumi-chan is such a spark of sunshine. But there's a part of her that holds a certain fierceness. She is overprotective with the ones she holds dear. But I'm pretty sure you've already picked that up.

Hachiman: "How many times do I have to tell you to not sneak up on me like that… whatever."

Aunt Miura: "Hahaha! I'm sorry kid. But tell me this, do you really love her? If I could be quite frank with you, you're difficult to read. And I don't sense that same passion that she has for you."

Has she figured me out? That I'm not madly in love with her, that I'm not her actual fiance? That as much as she tries to get close to me, I still have a hard time accepting anyone regardless if they have a pretty face? I mean, the lines are blurred up to this point, so I gotta tell her the truth right?

Hachiman: "It's not that I don't love your niece. She has a lot of lovable qualities. More so than I would have imagined."

Aunt Miura: "So the two of you, you're not…"

Hachiman: "We're not. Yumiko kinda took it out of proportion."

Aunt Miura: "I figured such. You two just don't have that spark."

Hachiman: "You gonna tell Grams?"

Aunt Miura: "No… She kinda instigated the whole thing. Yumi-chan would have never lied if she wasn't made to believe that she needed to find her soul mate. Can you answer me this, is there someone that loves her back in Chiba?"

Hachiman: "She's got plenty of frie…"

Aunt Miura: "…You know what I mean."

I… don't… know… how to answer that… I am sure there's someone that loves her. Hayama? Right? What's with her question anyway? Is she so concerned in finding someone to love her niece because she feels that the affection she gets from her friends is fake? After feeling betrayed by Yuigahama as she continues to hang out with Yukinoshita, Hayama left a gaping hole in her heart after she found out he has the opportunity to study abroad. Sure there's Ebina, but these days, she's been hanging with her new otaku friend, Zaimokuza. So much has changed around her world, that going on this trip would feel like a relief. And here I am… selfishly caring only about myself.

Hachiman: "…I'm sure there's someone in her life that can see that spark she carries."

Aunt Miura: "Hmmm… I'm sorry for dragging you in all of this."

Hachiman: "What are you even saying? These last few days were a blast. Besides, I was the one who agreed to this trip without thinking about it."

Aunt Miura: "Oh? Why's that?"

Hachiman: "…I felt… stuck. I lost something that desperately needs finding. Figured a different scenery and a change in pace would help."

Why am I telling her all this? Aunty's just so easy to talk to. I gaze back at Yumiko as she dances around with some of the local kids. I swear she's brainwashing me… but it was at that instant, I saw it again. This time, a loving mother and child. A similar situation where I can grasp it if I wanted it. An out-of-body experience.

Aunt Miura: "Well, I do hope we were able to help you find whatever it is you were looking for."

Hachiman: "And you? You have someone special?"

Aunt Miura: "Of course! My mom! She's just the best."

Hachiman: "You know what I meant..."

Aunt Miura: "I honestly don't. But it's okay. I'm happy all the same."

Hachiman: "Hmm..."

Today was surprisingly relaxing. No crazy shenanigans from the Fire Queen. Guess she meant it when she said she'd dial down the flirting. Waiting upstairs in my room, the three ladies are laughing and enjoying "Yumi-chan's" company. As dinner is being prepared, the aroma of the fresh ingredients we picked hits my nose. If a blind person were to take something away from this trip, it would be how aromatic this house is each night. It literally transports you to a different time and place unimaginable. Staring out at the Waxing Gibbous, it's nearly a full moon tonight. Unlike in Chiba, the stars are glistening in this small town. It's as though the entire sky is eating us whole as the curvature of the equator bends in the universe's favor.

Basking in this moonlight is rather enchanting. No loud city noises such as cars, people, trains, etc. Just the sound of the summer cicadas and a slight creek from the bedroom door behind me. I don't adjust to the sound but rather stay mesmerized by the natural beauty of the countryside. This truly is a trip worth taking. I really have to thank Yumiko for such an experience. Even if the entire trip just dips from here on out, I could say I still had a great time on Awaji Island. My tanned friend leans over as I scoot to share the window sill. She changed into a black tank top and some khaki shorts. Cute.

Yumiko: "It's truly a spectacle huh?"

Hachiman: "Mmhmm…"

Yumiko: "What are you thinking about?"

Hachiman: "Hmm?"

I turn to face the concerned girl as the night air brushes through her golden locks. The moon shining on her face, illuminating her once olive-green eyes to a more purple hue. I stand there speechless, just in awe at her everything. The moonlight was quick to unveil her mask, showing me her true face. It's…

Hachiman: "…Beautiful."

Yumiko: "Erg* Umm…"

Hachiman: "THE SKY! I mean the sky, the stars, the moon… you know, the whole night sky. I've always been fascinated with the night, but this view is different from Chiba and the bustling city."

As I continue to babble on, Yumiko chuckles at my misbehavior. Why'd I say that… Jeez.

Yumiko: "Well, lover of the night, dinner is about ready. Let's eat… yeah?"

Hachiman: "…Yeah…"

She grabs my hand and pulls me towards the door as we head downstairs for our final meal at Grandma's home. More amazing food was devoured and more unnecessary drinking took place. I didn't consume anything after the first drink and Yumiko did her best to keep a level head. I'm proud of her, granted, she's swaying back and forth. I forget, she's a lightweight. But so long as everyone is having fun, I can contently say, I'm enjoying myself too. Soon after, Yumiko passes out on the floor and Auntie is watching something on a small tube television. I help Grams with dishes.

Grandma Miura: "Thank you for coming to support my granddaughter."

Is she testing me? No, she must still be a bit drunk. She should think I'm her fiance. Still, I can't let my guard down.

Hachiman: "Why wouldn't I? I mean, she is my…"

Grandma Miura: "Right, right! I almost forgot! She doesn't talk about herself much. I feel that maybe I have sometimes treated her unfairly ever since my son stopped visiting. Never once did I take it out on her, but it's like sometimes, I see her as a completely different person. Yumi-chan and I used to be much closer than we are now. But before I knew it, she found herself a handsome boy like yourself."

Is she jealous that I may be taking her granddaughter away from her? Because they're not as close as they once were?

Grandma Miura: "I know she's a big girl now. But I wish I had more time with my Yumi-chan before she turns into a full woman. You're a good kid, I really like you. And I can see why she has an attraction for you. You have something she doesn't and maybe she has something you're looking for. But regardless, I don't want to see her heart get broken. I want her to be sure of her decision."

This is the problem with letting an outlandish lie continue. People who don't deserve to get hurt, still end up hurting. It's why I always made it a habit to be transparent with everyone. It's why I try to avoid popular kids, nice girls, and overachievers. They're all fake, hiding their own failures and faults. Just be honest with each other! Maybe the world would spin a bit faster towards a brighter future. But who am I kidding? People gloat on pretense and promises. Yumiko isn't any different. To protect her family history, she lied to her Grandmother. Someone who only wants the very best for her. So now it's up to me to set the record straight. As much as I don't want to break the news to her, I have to do something before she's led to believe I'm scum that broke her granddaughter's heart.

Hachiman: "Grams, if you want me gone. Then just say so. I wouldn't want to be responsible for tarnishing anything you two may have."

Grandma Miura: "No! I don't want that! That's exactly what I mean. I couldn't bare to see her heart get torn. Especially if I was the one behind it. I just missed her so much."

Hachiman: "You have a special relationship with your granddaughter. She asked me to come because she was nervous to see you after so long. But seeing as you two are these last few days, I feel that you've both grown the bond you once had."

Grandma Miura: "Hikio, are you serious?! Is that what you really think?!"

Hachiman: "It is. And it has nothing to do with me being here."

Grandma Miura: "That's not the least bit true. You helped her just by being here. Even if your relationship was fake, out of all the people she could trust, she chose you. So either way, you're special to her. Which in turn, makes you special to my family."

Hachiman: "But I'm not…"

Grandma Miura: "I don't need to hear anymore. Whatever it is you want to tell me, it's not important. Only that my Yumi-chan has finally come back to me. It's been five long years. Thank you, Hikio."

Hachiman: "…sure."

I guess…

The following day, I was awoken early by Yumiko's constant poking.

Yumiko: "Hey Hikio, get up!"

Hachiman: "…Why? It's still so dark outside."

Yumiko: "Just get up already. I wanna take you somewhere. But we gotta hurry!"

Hachiman: "We leave later in the afternoon. Had you packed everything already?"

Yumiko: "Ugh!* Can't I just surprise you without getting any lip for once? I just wanted to watch the…"

Before she could finish her sentence, I sprung from my comfy futon. I had already known where she was taking this.

Hachiman: "We can always just watch it from here."

Yumiko: "But…"

Must be a special spot for her to visit. It's not every day she can watch the sunrise from Awaji Island. And it's not like we both woke up early enough to watch the sun peak over the ocean.

Hachiman: "Fine. But we're getting coffee afterward."

I don't make an effort to really get dressed as I plop the shorts I wore yesterday around my waist, and left the tank top I slept with on. Miura too, in the same outfit from last night; we both rush outside. Before I knew it, I was pedaling up a hilltop; breaking more than my share of sweat as the Royal Highness latches onto me.

Hachiman [heavy breathing]: "Just… how… much… further… is it?

Yumiko: "Believe me, this morning exercise will do you some good! You'll thank me when you build up that stamina of yours."

Hachiman [heavy breathing]: "That… doesn't… answer… my question!"

Yumiko: "We should be almost there. I remember riding up this hill before and just beyond the drop, is a small shop and the best view to watch the sunrise."

Pedaling my hardest to reach the top, I race against the sunrise as we start our descent. I look outward towards the immaculate view of the bay of Awaji Island as the water starts to glisten in a golden light. The sun is emerging from the depths of the ocean! I can't believe it! I mean it's not like I've never seen the sunrise over the ocean before, but this feels different. The scent of the nautical air breezing through our faces as I try to keep control of the bike while doubling down on the view. It really is something.

Yumiko: "We're gonna miss it! The shop is right up the road!"

As we slow our descent, I use the momentum to push my pedaling even faster towards our destination. It's too damn early for this kind of strenuous exercise. I'm still even surprised I can ride a bike. Why'd I decided to humor her again? But she's not wrong, even though we don't make it to the shop in time, this view is just as beautiful. I take a quick glance at Yumiko as she takes in the sight of the morning sun; I notice tears run down her cheeks. What's that all about? She can't possibly be upset for me trying my best… I kinda feel bad now. I guess I wanted to give her this morning at the very least. To show my thanks before we left. We finally come to a complete stop in front of the shop as we park the bike and take a seat towards the edge of the cliff; where an empty bench resides. We watch the remaining sunrise in silent amazement. Seabirds fly towards the water as the nautical sent just intensifies in the air. I could be mistaken, but I look over at Yumiko, her eyes are somewhat red still.

Hachiman: "Sorry… for missing the sunrise…"

She turns away from the view to look up at me.

Yumiko: "What are you talking about? It's just as I remembered. Thank you."

I smile and then stare back at the orange-yellow orb that spreads bountiful life onto our planet. I wonder what she could be thinking about. I shouldn't care so much… but since my confession at the beach, she's occupying my mind even more.

A local rooster that sits above the shop's rooftop lets out a loud squawk; indicating the morning has finally come. Yumiko looks behind us at the once-closed shop as the owners open up their doors. It's so small that you'd miss it if you didn't know where you were going. Hadn't noticed before but it reminds me of one of those old-school candy shops.

Yumiko: "Come on! Let's go in. I owe you a coffee."

Making our way back to Grams' house with a cold canned coffee in hand, Yumiko seems to be back to normal. After some short introductions, the shopkeeper and her grandson seem to remember Yumiko. It kinda felt awkward being completely out of the loop. Still, I can scratch visiting a retro dagashi shop off my list. We enter the house as Yumiko sets down the snacks she bought for our trip on a small table. Grams is still fast asleep and as for Auntie, she had just woken up from the sounds of us entering the home. She greets us with a yawn before making a pot of coffee on the stove.

Yumiko: "Hikio, I'm gonna take a shower."

Hachiman: "Have at it. I'll take one after you."

Before realizing it, we were saying our goodbyes to Grandma Miura. Her Auntie took the liberty of driving us to a local train station where we rode until we stopped in the city of Kobe for lunch. I guess Yumiko read my mind because we both had the same idea of trying some premium Wagyu Beef. And what better place than in Kobe?! At first, the restaurant owner thought we were suspect since we were only high school students. But soon as Yumiko told him who her parents were, he immediately sat us down.

Hachiman: "So… this place is kinda… pricey…"

Yumiko: "Hikio, OMG! I already said, don't worry about paying for anything. Hahaha!"

Hachiman: "I promise to pay you back."

Yumiko: "Relax, enjoying this lunch with someone I know is compensation enough. Consider this a birthday gift from me."

Hachiman: "I've already used up that privilege on the theme park."

Yumiko: "Hmm… I guess you're right. Whatevs. Just have my back when I need you. Deal?"

What's with her lately? She's really calmed down on the flirting. Even on the ride here, felt weird. When she passed out, she didn't lean on my shoulder like she normally would. She hasn't been overly touching me either. And normally, her comment would be something more… "extra." Rather than just having her back. Either way, I still comply.

Hachiman: "Sure."

Yumiko: "I told you that we were visiting my cousin right? I'm actually totes excited. Something tells me you two will click."

Hachiman: "Yeah? What makes you say that?"

Yumiko: "A hunch."

Hachiman: "So we're staying at her place next?"

Yumiko: "No! Lol. That would be a bit awkward. I've rented out an Airbnb for the remainder of the trip."

Hachiman: "Wouldn't a hotel be cheaper? Especially since your family owns a chain of them."

Yumiko: "Hikio! You sleazy pervert!"

Hachiman: "…Umm… I didn't mean it like that!"

Yumiko: "LOLZ! JK! JK! I'm only teasing. But to answer your question. No, it's much cheaper renting out an Airbnb. Sometimes there are some crazy and insane deals that you don't get from finding a decent hotel. As for the chain of hotels my family owns, we don't have one in Osaka... yet. Property is a bit steep to build one in such a high tourist destination."

Hachiman: "You know so much about traveling. I'm impressed. If you ever go into the same business as your father, you'd be a real natural."

Yumiko: "…Thanks. I guess. But I don't plan on it. It's because of his hectic lifestyle that he's shattered the relationship he once had with my grandma. Now that I have her back in my life, I don't ever want to tarnish that. She did say she wanted to see me next summer!"

Hachiman: "That's amazing news. You sound ecstatic about it."

Yumiko: "She also told me she wants for you to be there too…"

Hachiman: "…hmmm"

Yumiko: "But you can relax! I didn't promise her anything! Hahaha! I mean, who even knows what's gonna happen a year from now? It's so far off."

What's going on? Is she purposefully distancing herself from me? What's changed? This feels off. It's not that far off. Twelve months from now isn't relatively that long. I wonder if Yumiko is only playing the conversation up to assume that I don't owe her anything. Where in my heart, I feel like I owe her a great deal of gratitude. But how do I tell her that? Our chef finally comes out with some beautifully marbled Wagyu Beef as he starts to slice and grill each part of the beef. Yumiko takes out her smartphone and starts to take pictures of the entire process.

Yumiko: "Hiko, get in this shot with me!"

I can't tell her no for obvious reasons. So I humor her some more.

Yumiko: "Jeez! You can get a lot closer than that! You're barely in the frame!"

She tugs on my sleeve as we take a selfie with our chef. She then dabbles in her social media apps. Not even two minutes had gone by and our picture is now uploaded out there; on three different social platforms. Greeeaaattt. Looking at my phone, I immediately get a buzz from Yuigahama. But before I could pick up, Yumiko was quick to grab my phone and throw it across the room. Damn it. I look over at the blonde as she starts to pout her face while picking at her Grade A-5 beef. The chef looks startled as though he feels that he did something wrong with our meal. No one ever made that face in front of such fine culinary skill. Even this poor fellow is scared of the Fire Queen; I can't help but laugh out loud before Yumiko takes notice of my obnoxious chortle.

Yumiko: "What's so funny?"

Hachiman: "It's nothing. Let's eat before the food goes bad."

Yumiko: "Whatever."

She really is upset that I was about to pick up the call from earlier. Jeez, what a spoiled princess. I reach over Yumiko's plate taking her piece of the beef before I scarf it down.

Hachiman: "Yours looks tastier. If you're not gonna eat it, don't mind if I do."

Yumiko: "Hey! That was mine! That's not cheap ya know!"

Hachiman: "Giggle* Here, take mine."

I smile while holding up my piece of the beef in front of the agitated girl. She blushes before hesitatingly taking a bite from my chopsticks. I guess I can humor her some more.

Hachiman: "Let's feed each other for the rest of this lunch."

Yumiko: "Whatever."

Again, "Whatever," she says. But this time, she's at least smiling at me.

After lunch, we hop back into the train as we finally make our last leg to Osaka Station. The owner of the Airbnb was kind enough to offer their service of picking us up and taking us to their small, yet cozy home. Not sure how this actually works, but I guess we stay with these people the whole time? I'm not too comfortable with that.

Yumiko: "What's that look for Hikio?"

Hachiman: "So are we staying with them?"

Yumiko: "Lol! No silly boy. We're renting out this space. They've got their own place they're staying at. This home is most likely used for their second income."

And as Yumiko says, soon as the owners helped us get settled, they kindly took their leave. Unlike her grandma's place, this home has two full-sized beds, a kitchen table and chairs, and a working AC unit. Although the sign does say to use the AC sparingly. After Yumiko had chosen her bed, I placed my things next to the other occupied bed. The day had been long thus far; from the crack of dawn to packing our belongings, travel, that Kobe lunch, and more traveling. Next, we're supposedly going to meet up with her cousin in a couple of hours. I hope she's not as intimidating as Yumiko. The last thing I need is two of her. Taking a break from the constant moving, I lay down on the most comfortable bed ever. Especially after sleeping on a futon for the last three nights, I guess any bed would feel like clouds.

-Yumiko POV-

Exiting the shower for the second time today, I had forgotten to bring a change of clothes with me. Crap, left my things in the room. With a wrapped bath towel, I sneak my way into the room but not before peeking through the door to make sure that idiot boy doesn't see me like this. Also, when the hell is this tan gonna wear off?! Honestly! I don't think my cousin is even gonna recognize me like this. Oh great! Hikio's passed out. Opening the door slowly to not make a noise, I tip-toe my way to my things. But Hikio's sleeping demeanor has a hold of my attention. I walk over to him and sit down on the side of his bed looking down at him. This is the third time now that I've seen him sleeping. Well, I guess the first time doesn't really count since he was faking it. But this morning when I kept poking his face, he looked so cute.

Shouldn't bug him while he's resting. He would probably think it's annoying. But I can't help but put a palm to his cheek. His dark hair is gliding through my fingers. My tricks aren't really working on this boy. So I've decided to back down profusely. He's just too stubborn. But I've come to terms with my failures. That said, I still need him in my life. Which makes it more annoying that my heart wants what it can't have.

Earlier today, gazing upon the sun rising, I've decided to just let things be. So far on this trip, I've been nothing but selfish. I really thought I could sway his mind at Grandma's but it probably did little to affect him. Yui called him earlier. I don't know why it's still bugging me. At least this time I was able to divert that conversation. Still, I was angry mostly at myself for being selfish once again. It shouldn't matter who he talks to. Yet my chest aches when he knows I'm right in front of him. So why would he need to talk to any other girl? Maybe I should have said yes to his lame confession back at the pier.

Walking back to my side of the room, I pick out an outfit to wear for tonight. It's cute, but it could be cuter. Whatevs. We are going out into town, so looking cute is a must. I'm wearing a: creme-colored off-shoulder ruffle top that stops just above my abdomen, skinny-fit faded denim pants with a black string belt, and a pair of dark brown strapped boots with a heel. Now that I think about it, with my skin being this color, does make for a pretty alluring contrast. I turn around as I see the once-napping boy slowly wake up. He looks so lost right now. It's like he awakened to a whole new dimension or something. Walking over towards Hikio, I mention that we're meeting my cousin in about forty minutes so he needs to get ready. And with his half awake half asleep clueless expression, he pops out of bed and hits the shower to freshen up. He didn't say anything about my outfit. Maybe he doesn't think it's cute. No, he's still barely waking up.

Waiting a good thirty minutes made me realize how long guys have to wait for girls. Jeez, what's taking him so long?! At this rate, we're gonna have to rush to get to our meeting spot. He comes out still yawning and in pajamas. OMG! SERIOUSLY?! HE'S WORSE THAN A GIRL!

Yumiko: "Hikio! What are you doing?!"

Hachiman: "Huh? Oh… Ummm I figured I'm too tired to go out. So I was thinking of just staying in while you go see your cousin. Is that okay?"

Yumiko: "GAWD! Are for real?! No that's not okay!"

Hachiman: "So much has happened, I kinda just need a break… from people… and Osaka is a pretty lively atmosphere."

Yumiko: "Ugh!* You could be so stubborn sometimes."

Hachiman: "Look who's talking."

Yumiko: "Come on, get back in the room. I'll help you out."

Hachiman: "Help me out? What are you talking…"

I shove the infuriating boy back into the room and go through his clothes. He doesn't have a single nice thing to wear! He packs like a backpacker! Only picking the bare minimum! WTF! Why hadn't it occurred to me that I should have reminded him to pack some nice clothes? Oh, that's right, because you wanted to surprise him! Well, this backfired. But! I do have an ace up my sleeve. We're not too far from a shopping center. It's why I booked this specific Airbnb because it's so conveniently close to everything.

Yumiko: "Hikio, put your shoes on, we're heading out!"

Hachiman: "But I can't go out in this."

Yumiko: "There's no time for you to change. We're already running behind. Come on!"

Without hesitation, he slips on some sandals as we head out the door. I can't believe I'm being seen next to him right now. I'm all dressed up and he's so… dressed down. As if he hadn't left his house for days. So useless. Grabbing his hand, we rush across the street as I furiously tug him along. So glad the closest shop is right across the street. Okay, control yourself Yumiko! No window shopping right now, we have to get in and get out… something I thought I would never say when shopping for clothes. We enter the shop and head towards the men's section, all along not letting go of Hikio. I need to make sure he's dressed up to meet my cousin. I guess, in a way, I want to show him off. But honestly, what am I really doing? This was part of the original plan, but again, it's me being ill-considerate. My hands start to shake as I slow my pace. Maybe he's right, maybe he should just stay in. He's different from me, we don't vibe in the same atmosphere. He strives on being alone, so putting him in an uncomfortable setting would only hurt what I'm trying to accomplish. He's definitely not like Hayato. But I don't wanna stay in. I've been too excited to meet my cousin for a while now. We hardly talk, but when we do, it's like seeing an old friend. I don't know what to do.

Hachiman: "Hey, you stopped looking. What's going on?"

Yumiko: "Sigh* You're right. You should just stay in. Forget it."

Hachiman: "What are you talking about? We rushed over here and everything."

Yumiko: "No… sorry it's my fault. I shouldn't have forced you. I keep forgetting you're not like me. You need your time... to be... by yourself. I can't say how you feel right now. And it's honestly nothing to do with you. This is all my fault. So if you don't mind, I'm running a bit late."

We both step back outside of the shop.

Yumiko: "You remember how to get back right? Here's the key in case you left yours back at home. Anyways, I'll see you later tonight if you're still up. Sorry to keep doing this to you Hikio!"

After handing him the house key, I rush down in the opposite direction making my way towards Dotonbori District. This really sucks. I mean, I'm glad I get to see my cousin and all, but… it was supposed to be a double date kinda thing. Now I gotta make an excuse for why I'm by myself without making Hikio look bad. I do want them to get along. But after tonight… whatevs. We're just friends, I should be happy for having that. It's only been a few days since we finally got off to a first-name basis. So, I shouldn't expect much. Especially with what he said at the beach the other day. About taking it a bit slower. I get it: I'm too high-strung, compulsive, insensitive, selfish, needy, attention seeking, controlling, and everything else that's not perfect! So why do I keep striving to be? Is it a mask I'm wearing to protect myself from what others think I really am? I thought I knew. But I'm not so sure anymore. That said, I've opened myself up to that idiot boy in more ways than one.

Waiting alone on the bridge of the canal. I rushed over here for no reason. It's been about a good twenty minutes since our supposed meet-up time, but my cousin isn't anywhere to be found. Maybe something came up last minute? A group of young college-aged-looking boys makes a pass at me. Deja vu? Seriously? Disgusting! Except Hikio isn't here. I quickly brush them off, telling them that I was waiting for a nonexistent boyfriend. They leave eventually. Why are guys so disgusting? I swear, people like that only have one thing on their minds. Even their compliments on my looks felt intrusive. Taking out my phone, I check for any messages from my cousin, but nothing. However, to my surprise, I see Hikio's number flashing. Standing up from my spot, urging to hear his voice from the see of strangers, I answer.

Yumiko: "Hikio?!"

Hachiman Cell: [Found you…]

Looking across the bridge, I see my supposed date; not in his pajama attire, but dressed up. I rush over to him.

Yumiko: "How'd you know where to find me?"

Hikio looked across the bridge onto a giant flashing sign. The Glico Running Man, Osaka's, no Japan's well-known landmark, shines brighter than ever.

Hachiman: "I was completely in the dark for the most part, but there are a few noticeable meeting spots here in Osaka. Figured why not try the most obvious one first. Guess my hunch was correct."

Wow, first figuring out where I was underneath the pier, now here in a bustling city in Osaka? I swear this boy can find me in a heartbeat. It's like I can never get lost when I'm with Hikio. Makes me wonder if he took into consideration that I haven't seen my cousin in ages. Regardless, I wanna hug him right now. But I can't, gotta maintain my composure. Instead, I compliment his chic attire. Which I was gonna do regardless.

Yumiko: "Nice outfit. You pick that out all on your own?"

Hachiman: "What? No. After you left, I hadn't considered going back. So I spent some time trying to figure out what looked good. Or at least what was in style. I ended up having to ask one of the shop workers for help. She kept making me try a ton of stuff on. So honestly, I didn't learn a whole lot."

Yumiko: "This is all designer stuff. You must've spent a fortune, Hikio."

Hachiman: "More than I'm comfortable with, but you've spent even more on me. So…"

I chuckle at his half-hearted attempt to comfort me. It's so like him.

Hachiman: "Besides, I wanted to look good since you're always looking cute in whatever you're wearing…"

Egh* Did he just… compliment my outfit?! He's blushing and scratching his head like he hadn't a clue what he just said. So CUTE! Not only that, he complimented all the other outfits I've been wearing up to this point. Score! So he bought this entire designer outfit for me? Can't help but blush as an awkward silence hits us both. It isn't long until the noise of this lively city interjects into our cute meet-up.

Hachiman: "Anyways, I'm starved. And the aroma here is just so inviting. I could easily go for some Korean-style barbecue. Or Takoyaki. Oh wait, we're supposed to be meeting up with your cousin. Are they..."

Yumiko: "No. It's been almost thirty minutes now. So maybe some things come up. Let's get some food. If he texts me, I'll let them know where we're at."

Hachiman: "Sure sounds like a plan. What are you in the mood for?"

Yumiko: "Oh there's this amazing place! Come this way!"

The night wasn't completely ruined. I can't believe Hikio actually showed up. I hope I didn't force it on him. That's the last thing I want. But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't advantageous right now. A double date turned out to be a night out with the boy I'm in love with. Without notice, I hear Hikio scream my name.

Hachiman: "Yumiko, wait up!"

I turn around as he starts to get pulled back by the crowded street. Waiting for him to catch up, couldn't help but smile at his subdued demeanor. Finally getting around to where I'm at, the frustrated look in his eyes has me giggling more gleefully.

Yumiko: "You really need to work on that stamina of yours. Don't let people push you around here. It's much different from Chiba."

Hachiman: "You could say that again."

With little expression on his face, he grabs my hand as his cheeks turn a slight pink, and mine does too.

Hachiman: "This is much better. We won't get lost this way."

Yumiko: "…yeah…"

It's not like we haven't held hands before, but this time, he's choosing to hold my hand. Taking an initiative that I hoped he would. There is a chance that it could be because of the crowded street. I've decided to go at a more comfortable speed for him in this platonic relationship. And yet, if he's okay with locking hands, then I should be fine with it too. The both of us ended up having a ton of street food, then hitting up a traditional Ramen Shop for dinner. It's where we finally meet up with my cousin, as he calls to ask for my location. Hikio seems a lot more relaxed and comfortable now. So maybe he won't feel as intimidated by meeting him.

Yumiko: "Hikio, meet Inei, my favorite cousin!"

End.

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