Beginning Note: So, I haven't written anything in a while. I've had limited time and inspiration. But no longer! Two stories in one night! I'm so amazing! Haha. Not really. But I do have a story nonetheless. This is an AU and based in the United States. Boston actually. There is only a brief mention, but I figured that there aren't frats or sororities in Japan. I didn't really check, but that's beside the point… Anyway enjoy the couple that is Yahiko and Tsubame.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the RuroKen characters, but have just screwed them up for my own purposes.

I Want Your Drama

Long, pale fingers tucked reddish-brown curls behind the sitting girl's ear. Tsubame sighed as the wind untucked them and blew her hair into her face.

"That wouldn't happen if you just tied it in a ponytail," came a voice behind her.

Tsubame tilted her head back so that her neck rested against the bench.

"You know I hate having my hair in a ponytail," the girl told the upside-down Yahiko, whose hands were shoved deep into the pockets of his jeans.

"You're so difficult," he muttered, moving out of sight and sitting next to her.

"I'm not difficult," she protested. "You're the difficult one."

"I'm just stubborn," the teenager said, sticking his nose in the air, the very image of a snob.

Tsubame poked him in his ribs, causing him to lose his composure and laugh hysterically as she tickled him. It reminded her of how they used to be, when things were easier and life not so complicated. She stopped poking him, tears pricking her eyelids.

"What are we doing?"

"I thought we were having a nice conversation between friends," Yahiko said, leaning forward so his elbows rested on his knees, hands hanging between his legs.

"You know that's not true!" Tsubame told him angrily. "I don't understand how you can act like nothing happened!"

"Because it just wouldn't work," he said, matter-of-factly. "I refuse to let us be like Misao and Aoshi."

"That's not the same," cam the protested reply.

"Oh yeah?" the dark-eyed teen challenged. "How?"

She didn't say anything, just stared at her hands nestled in her lap.

"Exactly! They were best friends for years before they dated. They don't even talk anymore!" he half-shouted. "Sanosuke can barely watch his best friend date Kenshin because he's so in love with Kaoru!"

"We are not Misao and Aoshi or Sanosuke, Kenshin, and Kaoru," Tsubame said, getting up and pacing in front of him like a caged tiger. "You can't deny that there is something here! We both felt it the other night!"

"What happened the other night was one too many drinks at a frat party," Yahiko said, face emotionless.

"So what? A mistake then?"

"Yes."

Her slap echoed in the silent park.

"You're a jerk," she whispered, tears coursing down her cheeks.

Yahiko looked at Tsubame with sad brown eyes.

"I wish I could take back what happened," he said softly. Her eyes opened wide in horror and she opened her mouth to shout at him. "But not for the reason you think."

He settled back, pulling his Boston College beanie further down on his head.

"I wish I could take it back so you wouldn't be so hurt anymore. I wanted to avoid something like this, and I want us to go back to being best friends again," he explained, unable to look at the silently crying girl. "I'm sorry, Tsubame."

"You are a fool," she breathed. "You want things to be as they were. You'd rather pretend than face reality, like a coward."

Yahiko winced at the truth.

"Let me know when you grow a backbone and you want to admit how you feel," Tsubame hissed, adjusting the neckline of her burnt orange cashmere sweater. "You know where to find me."

"Tsubame…"

"I'm late for my sorority meeting," she lied, and walked away in to the fading light.

The college sophomore watched his best friend and one-time love disappear. His stomach tightened guiltily. It had been a mistake for them to sleep together. He saw how it had affected his older friends.

"Dammit," he muttered, running his hand down his face.

He had to find a way to fix things between them before it got any worse. Yahiko couldn't deny their chemistry and their potential, but he couldn't lose the only constant in his life besides kendo.

He needed to own up his feelings and reluctances and find some way to unbreak Tsubame's heart. It wouldn't be easy, but maybe it would one day work out for the two of them.

One day…