Rin wasn't sure what to make of this, he came here for a reason, to see someone. Not to sit with some random goth guy, in May's living room (felt he shouldn't since she wasn't here), on the couch with old photos from times before nearly spread out over the floor and across the coffee table, and old clips playing on the television. Put on no doubt from Yuna, the young man introduced himself as. All it would seem from the box sitting in the center of the room. Peering in a bit there seem to just a bit left. On the side he read and saw the words: TREASURE CHEST!

It wasn't May's writing that much he knew. It had to be from Yuna, who was busy in the kitchen, casually helping himself, taking things out and down from the fridge and cabinets. Humming merrily. Every so often would look to Rin and smile. With a small wave.

Rin just gave a light nod in return, he wasn't sure with this guy. Other the fact once he told Yuna his name, he was instantly brought inside and pushed to the couch. Yuna seem to excited to see him and seem to know about him. Saying he was glad to finally meet him, it was clear he got his information from May no doubt. Which Yuna confirmed, he had yet to confirm his relation with her. But, from what he observed Yuna seem to be...familiar with her cause was just casually making himself at home here. Besides that thought, he wondered why all these pictures where spread out like some sort of reminiscing gallery and most important where was May?

A question that was picked up and answered by Yuna walking over. Carrying two cups of liquid. "I'm not sure where she went," interrupting Rin's thoughts. "Here. Iced Tea?" He offers Rin, with a smile. Nearly towering over him.

Rin's eyes look at the light brown liquid. With ice cubes floating around in them and slice of lemon wedge on the edge. Raises a brow. Yuna chuckles in his throat. "I promise you it's nothing bad. May made it, she has a great deal of this in the fridge," he tells him setting one down on the table, grabs Rin by the wrist bring it up and placing the drink in there. "there. Wow!" He gasp eyes admiring Rin's hand, nearly feeling them all over. "What strong hands you have, they're also tender too." He gives it a small squeeze. Giggling to himself. "Promise me you'll be gentle, with her okay? Oh, who am I kidding, the passion of distance is like a magnetic force, when coming together. The two of you will just..melt together."

Winking to Rin. Who shutter a bit from the words, knowing clearly what he meant, scoots over a bit to give distance. That didn't stop Yuna's laughter. "Oh my gosh!" He bawls loudly. "Your face!" He wipes his eye. "You and May are so similar, her face gets so red when I do the same thing."

Rin couldn't wonder why, rolling his eyes. Feels extra weight plop on the cough. Looking finds Yuna now a bit calmer, sipping on the tea, more like gulping. Smiling as it went down his throat. Ignoring Rin's examining eyes and questioning brows.

Till it was addressed. "So," Yuna refreshingly sighs setting his cup down. Turning to Rin. "when did you get back?"

A rather direct question. "Not to long ago." Rin answers.

"Really? Wow, did you tell May? I mean cause if you did then she'd probably be less..what's the word.." he taps his chin, giving up shrugs his shoulders. "Well, whatever it is, if you're here then," his eyes a thought, trying to piece them together. Using a finger here and there. "why hasn't May said anything about it? Oh, wait," he smacks the side of his head lightly. Laughing a bit. "I just said that same question, two different ways. Ignore that."

Noted.

Shifting a bit where he sat, Rin gazes around trying to find sense of settling with...Yuna. "So," he finds the right words.

Yuna seem to know what he wanted to say and answers. "May is nothing more than my Cherie." Looking down swirling the ice in his cup around and around. Stops noticing the rather confused look Rin had. Couldn't help but giggle like a little girl. "Oh, not like that. I assure you. Nothing but good friends. Well, it was more like were in the same class and since we're together in this event and stuff, we became such. Well, actually," he starts to go off in tandem. Talking about the history between him and May.

What Rin got was it was only a short time, pretty much just at least either two or two and half months maybe three. Something around there. Yet the way Yuna talked it would seem it was forever or something.

Finally he came back. After giving his complete answer. "Does that clear your mind?" He asked Rin, leaning rather close. Rin tried to move back to find there was no space to do that.

This guy really liked to be very...personal...in space. Raising a hand Rin lightly pushes him back. "Yeah, it does. Um, thanks."

"You're welcome." Yuna smiles. Moving back to his spot. Picks up an ice cube and begins sucking it. "It's still good even with just the ice."

Looking to the iced tea, Rin's mind couldn't help but...sighing sets it down. That long sigh did not go unnoticed. "May tells me, your dream is to be and go to the Olympics. Reach that global scale. That's amazing really." Yuna said, surprising in a calmer tone. "She told me ever since she was young. That was what you've been wanting to do."

"Yeah."

"You're training in Australia too. Apparently with some new coach, right?"

Rin nods, wondering just how much he knew. Behind that...dark yet cheery self. And that smile that seem to want to cry. "She has other friends who swim too? From the pictures I've seen like a million times," his eyes flicker to them. "it's beautiful really..."

For some reason Rin felt that wasn't meant for him, but something else. "Yeah," Rin answer the first question. "actually, they'll be coming here to Toyoko soon. To compete in Nationals. Some friends from high school and me a few others in the All Japanese Invitational."

"Wow," Yuna gasp softly, his eyes fall again to the pictures. "that's amazing. That'd be something wouldn't. Lord knows that would be really good for May. Especially right now." He mumbles the last part.

Rin's ears hear it. There was something in those words, Yuna said that..well..."You wanted to see her before, you had to turn your focus into your training, didn't you?" Yuna asked, pinpointing it.

"Yeah. I thought to surprise her. "

" To spend time, aww how sweet, well, she'd be surprised it not annoyed actually. Considering where her mind is right now." Yuna spoke looking up at the ceiling. There as something, Rin could tell he was getting to. "She's easily stressed isn't she?"

There was no answer, Yuna kept talking. "Some times I think when she gets like that, putting too much pressure on herself she tries to change herself and is running everywhere. Spread out. She looses her center. Like those damn puzzles! Honestly, the exhibit we're in...personally, I don't think she should be apart of it. She's not really putting herself actually in there. It's sad. She's so good at capturing the memories. Those kind of memories, I bet, something tells me..."

Something told Rin was well.

"That is she where to see everyone again, she'd understand. But...she's rather stubborn isn't she?" He asked looking to Rin, chuckling a bit.

Something Rin joins him a bit in. "Yeah, she can be." He said warmly, thinking about it. Those couple of months ago in the hotel, just the two of them. The choice they both made. Her reasoning for staying. There was that flicker of stubbornness in those golden-yellow he remembered. "But, I guess that's the best thing."

They sit in silence for a while the only sound the clips in the background, still playing. "Is she okay?" Rin asked, finally.

Yuna shifts in his seat, pulling his knees up. "I'm not sure really," He meets Rin's eyes for a moment, then look away. Towards May's room. They fall a bit again." but, I know she could really...need some..."

His lips stop moving and close. The words where there, but they seem to have trouble coming out. Instead seem to change. "I know what she's trying to do, but, it's doing nothing for her. None of you know what she's in, do you?"

"No. What is it?" Rin asked. Wanting to know.

Yuna drops his head shaking it lightly with a quivering smirk. Scratching under his chin. "Well, it's something wonderful. You said," he changes topics. "all of you will be here. For Nationals, right?"

"Yeah," Rin drags it out eyeing Yuna, who held this gleam in his eyes. "why?"

Smiling to himself, Yuna shrugs his shoulders. Evades Rin's space, again and asks."Can I have your number?" Hand out and everything. "I promise, it'll only be for a little bit, then I'll erase it."

"Um," Rin scratches the back of his head, looking away. "...fine." Gives in. Handing Yuna his phone, the young man swipes it right away. Inputs his number while taking out his phone, finding Rin's and doing the same to his phone. Hands it back to Rin. Who gives it a quick glance, hoping to see something a miss call or text. Finding nothing.

His heart lurches a bit. Jumps from Yuna's rather heavy touch on his shoulder. Looks to the young man, who was busy sucking on an ice cube. "Everything's going to work out." Yuna tells him.

Using the same words Sosuke said before. "She just needs," Yuna kept going. Turns to Rin. Giving his shoulder a light squeeze. "to see what really matters and maybe she'll...well," gives it a thought. Smiles. With no words. Except a few. Taking his hand back, puts a finger to his own lips. Whispers. "I promise I won't say anything. Okay? I won't tell her you're here." Winks.

Getting it and appreciative Rin finally takes a sip of the iced tea. Smiles with a light smirk. "Of course, peach."

It was late, by the time you returned back home. You find the sink with some extra cups, odd, the fridge where most of your peach iced tea gone. Yuna, of course. Slipping your shoes off enter the living room finding...all your pictures back in the box, set on your coffee table. With a letter from Yuna, picking it up open it (something slipped out). Read it.

A simple thank you letter, with a winky face. Rolling your eyes, notice something that fell from. Pick it up and turn it over. Gasp. Your heart murmured for a moment, before crippling. Your hand falls to the side, with the picture. Feeling like a weight. Lift it. Having a bit of trouble. Look at it. Slowly lower to the floor. Expecting yourself to smile, feel a painful weighted frown.

One that stayed with you all the way through, you could barely concentrate. Something that was noticed.

"Are you okay?" Kon asked, looking up from what he was reading from you. There was no response from you, nor did it seem like you were even there. The cringe distant look in your glossy eyes, that seem to burn. He had to wave a hand before you, just to get you to respond.

"Huh?" you turn to him. Blinking a few times. Rubbing your eyes. "Yeah? Sorry, I was..."

He holds up a hand. "No, it's alright. Everything okay?" He asked, taking his hand back.

You didn't say anything for a moment. Give a small nod. Tapping a digging finger on the table, he was sure you were trying to claw it. For some reason. Squeezing your eyes shut, take a moment. "I've just..is everything good?" You asked. Returning back to actual focus. Looking to what you had.

His eyes drop to it too, tilting his chin down with a deep sigh. That sigh again...you knew what it meant, clenched your stomach. He didn't need to say it, it was clearly said. Kon watches your head drop with such weight, Akane behind the counter saw it too. She and her husband exchange worried looks. Carefully he reaches out to you, touching you lightly on the forearm.

You nearly jumped, not from that but your phone vibrating. Opening your bag, rummage through it. Take it out. Read the text. Just as you where about to respond to it, a call comes in. Reading the name, Kon watches the hesitation in your response. Waiting out the call, each time it did. He noticed the sinking of your shoulders. That you tired to keep sturdy. Once it was done, your shoulders fell completely.

Seeing you needed the right words, he opens his mouth to say them. To be beaten by you. "...Mr. Kon can I ask you something?"

He was all ears and waits. "..."Sighing you refuse to say it and stand. Gathering your things. "I've got to go. Thank you." Bow to him lightly, grab your things from the back of the chair. Wave to Akane and her little one. She does the same, watching you leave, and her husband who rose going after you.

"May!" He calls after you outside.

You stop. Out of respect. Allow him to catch up. "Yes?"

He rest a hand on your shoulder. That sunk from his touch. "I know you don't want to hear this," you had an idea what it was he wanted to say. "but-"

But there was nothing like waiting, for what seemed like hours, at least to Yuna. Huffing a bit dramatically, looks at the time, it was nearing nearly a hour past noon. The summer sun was beating down, but it was still nice. Not heavy. At least he was getting a good tan. Lounging about. On the cement beach, only to have a shadow cover him.

A rather dark one, one he knew well. Opening a eye finding Riku over him holding two ice cream cones blankly staring down at him. "It's too hot." He said in his...somewhat complaining voice.

"Riku!" Yuna shots up arms wide and welcoming. "You're here! Good, I thought you wouldn't be." Pats the space next to him. Riku takes a seat and hands him a cone. "Boysenberry, right?"

Taking a tantalizing lick, Yuna smiles from ear to ear. "Yeah, thanks a bunch!" He takes another lick. And lick. Catching any that dripped. Those walking by stare oddly at the young man, acting like a child. Sitting next to the rather stoic one, who seem to take a lick every two minutes.

"So," Riku asked, watching some of his ice cream drip and melt. Melt and drip. "did you do it? Did you get the plan going?"

Now on nothing but the cone, Yuna bites it, getting a small brain freeze for a moment. Before answering. "Y-Yeah! Wow!" He messages his temple. "That was a shocker, yeah, I was able to do it. After meeting up with Rin, well after I found him by tracking his phone. He was eating with his coach, it was decent place. Oh!" He gasped. "You wouldn't believe who his coach is!"

Riku with not enlighten reaction like Yuna turns either way to know. Raising a brow. "Who?"

"Mikahil Makarovich!" Yuna said as if Riku knew who he was talking about, only kept his rose brow there. "He knew my parents, apparently, they use to sponsor him. I remember him briefly, meeting him a bit a few times when I was younger, at my parents graves, when I went. It was amazing to run into him. What a small world huh?"

Riku shrugs. "I guess, but considering there are billions if not trillion people in the world, the possibility of running into someone in such a...small world is well.."

Yuna covers his mouth. "Enough, okay. That's not the point."

Removing his hand Riku begged the question. "Then what it?"

Earning a shrug from Yuna. "Not sure. But about the plan, I talked with Professor Yama, I did text May, so hopefully she comes. I think it'd be really good for her, she really needs this. Poor girl is all...lost. She can barely focus really. And with the exhibit coming up, she's not ready really. The work she's put, she chose..."

"It's her. Is it?" Riku finishes the rest, Yuna nods slowly. "Yeah, I know. But, she's so determined to make this...everything...she's not even looking. She just wants to.."

"To make something better. New," Yuna adds. "I get that, but, that's not what she's meant to capture. You know how I said we're novices?" Riku nods. "I kind of lied, you and I are novices, compared to May. She's a pro in her area. A pro in capturing moments that bring joy to so much. It makes me..." he shutters a bit. Holding in the rising sobs.

Riku rest a hand on his shoulder. Patting it..lightly. Pulls him in, ignoring his melted ice-cream. Rest his head on Yuna's. Who did his very best to hold in his tears. "It's okay to be upset. Just let it out." He tells Yuna, softly.

"I'm not upset!" Yuna denies, wiping his eyes. Only to have Riku hold him closer, this with his arm wrapped around his shoulder. Squeezing it more. It squeezed the tears up and out. "...My..my make-up is running!"

People walking by, turned to the two. Which was completely ignored. After a few minutes, Yuna stops and wipes his eyes. Riku had some tissue for his eyes. That was quickly stained in black.

"Ah, that was just..ugly." he whines, dabbing his eyes. "Honestly, I feel so ugly."

"You're not. You're still beautiful." Riku assures him. "I think crying is beautiful. It's the rawest of emotions. If you ask me."

Chuckling a bit, Yuna couldn't agree more. "Yeah...she's going to be so ticked at us." A brief laugh leaves his lips. A sullen look in his eyes, that flickered with joy. "Most likely won't talk to us for a some time. It's kind...of..."his hands started to tremble.

To be calm by Riku's resting upon them. With a squeeze. The other one places itself over Yuna's beating heart, patting it softly. "It's amazing.."he said reading the young man's mind. "I know. Scary, but amazing. That's what a friend feels like."

A word that swelled Yuna up, formed a smile he could not put a name or word to it. It felt so warm and bright, he didn't want it to ever leave. His cheeks strained but, didn't hurt. Repeating that word in his mind, over and over again...was just...

"Yeah," he said softly. With a nod to match. "guess, that's what it is. And, I love it. And I know May's gonna love it too."

Though there was no smile upon Riku, it shimmered equally in his hazel eyes. "Yeah."