Sorry for the wait, let's begin!

You woke up the next day to your alarm, and sluggishly dragged yourself out of bed. Brushing your teeth and grabbing an apple, you headed out to school. Instead of waiting for Kirito. you hurried to school with a heavy heart. The bell rang as you walked into homeroom, and you glanced towards your seat. Kirito was sitting there, but Asuna wasn't there. He seemed sad, but you reminded yourself of his choice and ignored it. You sat down next to him, keeping a straight face.

"(N/n)! Where were you this morning? I was so worried!" Kirito said, as if he did nothing wrong.

You scowled. "That's personal."

Kirito looked at you in confusion. "But you've never kept anything from me before."

You humphed. "You have no idea what you did to me, do you?" You whispered.

Kirito watched you in sorrow, trying to figure out what he did wrong. His thoughts drifted back to Asuna, and gasped silently.

*Flashback*

I blushed, Asuna was really pretty. "Um, you could c-call me Kirito, that's what my friends call me."

*End of Flashback*

"Oh….That's why you're mad, right?" Kirito said quietly. "I let Asuna call me Kirito even though I only let you call me that."

Your heart clenched in annoyance and hurt and you scoffed. Kirito sighed, running a hand through his hair.

"But...why is it so important to you? It's just a nickname…" Kirito mumbled.

You stiffened instantly as memories from that beach on Christmas flooded back to you. Tears stung your eyes as you felt hurt stab you.

"It's important because it's a symbol of our friendship! Guess that's not important to you!" You shouted.

The bell rang that instant, and you ran out of the room in tears, leaving Kirito feeling like the worst person on earth.

Asuna came in late, saying that she had some marriage interviews she had to get through. Ignoring her, you stared out the window of the classroom, hoping for something good to happen in your sucky life. Kirito kept trying to explain his nickname to Asuna, but she kept replying, "Since it's special, I can call you Kirito! Make sure no one else calls you that!"

Kirito stopped her, finally allowing her to call him that as long as you could too. As if that made a difference. It went back to Square 1. You sighed, wishing you still had your best friend with you. But he betrayed you. How you wished everything could go back to normal. You looked at Kirito, his fingers twiddling with the gloves he never took off, the ones you gave to him. You looked at your jewelry set, and sighed. Everything changed when Asuna came. WIll Kirito go back to his normal self or will your stories change? After school, Kirito and Asuna caught up to you and Kirito hooked an arm over your shoulder.

"Hey, (N/n), me and Asuna were gonna grab something to drink. Wanna come?" Kirito asked cheerily.

"Why are you asking me? Wouldn't it be nice to go out alone with your girlfriend?" You rolled your eyes.

Kirito shook his head, a blush tinting his cheeks. "N-no, we're not dating! Besides, I never do anything without my best friend!"

Some best friend he is.

You crossed your arms. "Our friendship means nothing to you. You proved that to me."

Kirito looked at you, hurt clear in his eyes. "(N/n)...how could you say that? We're best friends and that means the world to me."

"Yeah? Well the nickname ! gave to you seemed to be nothing but a name, so why should our friendship be any more?" You countered, tears streaming.

Kirito stared at you, tears starting to drip from his eyes. "I-I never knew it meant so much to you, (Y/n)...I was just excited to meet someone new that I didn't realize…"

You turned away, tears already flowing from your face. "Our promise...from that beach on Christmas when we were 6...we exchanged gifts. That name….what did you feel when you received it? How did you feel when you gave it to someone else? Was it something that plain that could be given to anybody? Or was it special that only your best friend could use? The choice is yours. Stay best friends with me, or betray me forever."

Walking down the street, you heard Kirito softly crying in the nip of winter, while Asuna, took the chance to fake cry with him, cradling him in her arms. You thought Kirito was gonna betray you. No. You knew he was gonna betray you. It was all over.

Anyone cry during that chappy? Tell me in the comments! See you next time~