Tsubaki sat on the couch and sighed. All her thoughts that day had been preoccupied, and though she had tried, she had been unable to sort them. She quickly glanced at her hand. That hand. She sighed again. Until now, she had always been so sure of all her feelings.
"Tsubaki?" Makoto bounced on the couch next to her friend.
"Oh!" Her friend gasped, startled out of her stupor. "Y-yes? What is it, Makoto?"
Makoto frowned, put a finger to her own lips, and sighed. "Tsubaki, are you sure you're all right? You've been acting weird all day..." Tsubaki blushed.
"It's nothing! Really, it's nothing." A long moment of silence passed between the two friends. Then Makoto piped up, grabbing both of Tsubaki's hands in a feint of dramatic energy. Tsubaki jumped.
"Listen, Tsubaki! I just want you to know that I'm behind you one hundred percent! I mean, you're already lucky enough to be close to him, so of course it should be you instead of me or-"
"M-Makoto, what are you talking about?"
Makoto rolled her eyes and smiled. "You and Jin! What else?"
Tsubaki screeched, loud enough that Makoto had to bounce up and check that the whole dorm hadn't been woken up. Tsubaki shoved her hands under her thighs, trying to push the electric feeling into the back of her mind.
Makoto sat back on the couch and folded her arms. "Don't try and hide it from me!"
"It's just... I..." Tsubaki stared at Makoto from out of the corner of her eye. Almost completely on impulse, she suddenly tossed her arms around Makoto, who squeaked in surprise. "I think I like you, Makoto!" Tsubaki cried, blushing wildly.
"Wha-what?" Makoto stared with wide eyes at Tsubaki, who was frowning uncertainly. Makoto felt a blush creep up her face, but her chest filled with a floaty happiness and she giggled. "Well then, me too...!" Tsubaki let out a sigh of relief, let go of Makoto, and leaned back. "But... What about Jin? Are you sure it's not him that you like?"
Tsubaki bit her lip. "Oh..." She looked away for a moment, briefly considering. "I don't know... I'm sorry, Makoto. I really shouldn't have said something like that without being sure of what my feelings really were." She stood and looked down at Makoto apologetically. "I'm so sorry! Please, disregard my previous statements."
"No, wait!" Makoto bounced up. "It's okay, Tsubaki."
"No, it's not! Please, just don't worry about i-"
Makoto suddenly grabbed Tsubaki's hand, twirling their fingers together. "But I have to worry about it! 'Cause..." Makoto smiled mischieviously. "That's what friends are for, right?"
Tsubaki blushed again. "Huh? F-friends...? Makoto, that's not what I was talking about!" Makoto burst out laughing, but their hands stayed together, a reminder of each's affections. "Makoto!" Tsubaki cried in admonishment, but a smile of relief and happiness played on her lips. As long as she had someone like Makoto, she was sure things were going to be okay.
A/N: So I definetly like this ending better than the old one. This one's not much to my taste and could still probably be better, but the old one was just awful.
