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Chapter 4 – Those Little Things

Yes. He had kept that memory all along in his heart and decided never to bring it back in his mind again or else it will continue to haunt him forever.

'Then why don't you tell her now so it WON'T haunt you forever?' a little voice spoke in his head. 'Because it's not right if she just sees me as a friend!' Takashi replied back with his own eager thoughts.

'So? How do you know she only sees you as a friend?'

Takashi pressed a pillow on his head, hoping to block out that little voice nagging in his brain. He glanced at the clock on his bedside table. It was now quarter to four and he had to wake up three hours later to head to the library and look up the "Rise of the Roman Empire" for his research paper.

And when he still managed to erase every thought about Koboshi that morning, he found himself waking up to the sound of the alarm clock going off.

Slowly, Takashi reached over and turned off the alarm clock, the sound of that hoarse screaming from his soccer alarm clock still ringing in his ears even as he gets up from his bed and heads for the shower.

Four hours have passed and it seemed he hasn't done ANY work. But then again, as Takashi looked down at his pages, at least two and a half pages were already finished. It was as if his hands were working on their own.

He sighed and looked up from his work, towards the heads of the students. Some were concentrating really hard, glancing at their text books and writing down whatever they could find, or just using a highlighter to mark the most important points, while some completely gave up their work and were already asleep on their tables. One person had his head rested on top of his work, his arms crossed below him on the desk, his eyes closed and Takashi could hear a little bit of snoring, since he was almost sitting beside this person. Takashi was about to continue again, when he heard the same commotion he normally hears every time he was in the library doing his work. For them, it started out as visiting him for a while as he finished his work, which grew to some kind of tradition that they would come and visit him every other Wednesday.

"Yo, Takashi!"

He ignored them, but they came anyway. Takashi felt really sorry for the vulnerable librarian who was skinny and quite small, doing his best to quietly shush them, while attempting to stay away from some kind of argument that Takashi KNEW his two college roommates were capable of creating.

"Takashi! We're going to play soccer for a little bit, are you done with your homework?" The oldest of the three, Kenji Yamato would have everyone believe that he would be the responsible one from his two younger roommates, but it was quite the opposite. For being his roommate for a year, Takashi had gotten to know that Kenji was more irresponsible and a lot more immature than the three of them combined. But then again, it was he who kept Takashi from doing too much homework and kept him from stressing out so much and it was he who Takashi trusted his personal life with…not that he didn't trust Seika Masanuri or anything. To both him and Seika, Kenji was their big brother, someone fun to be with and someone you KNOW you can trust your life with if you were in trouble.

"I'm almost done, but I need to do three more pages because it's due tomorrow…" He had to admit, the reason why he hasn't finished the paper ahead of time, like he normally would, was because of Koboshi coming for the whole summer.

"Oh wow…" Takashi heard Seika breathe quietly, although he and Kenji had heard him say it. However, Takashi didn't pay attention. He knew that if he didn't finish his paper soon, he'd be behind with what he was used to doing.

"You know," Kenji started to say. "When Seika says something quietly and with so much passion, then that means he's found a girl that he likes!" Takashi could see from the corner of his eyes that Kenji had averted his attention towards the person whom he suspected Seika was eyeing. "And wow, indeed! Check it out, Takashi!"

The blond felt someone nudging him and when Takashi tried to ignore it, the nudges became annoying. Giving up, Takashi sighed and looked up to where the two were staring at. For a moment, he thought he saw Koboshi…but as soon as he looked the second time, the young blond woman was now looking their way.

"Oh sweet! She's looking this way! Time to make your move, Seika!"

Takashi sat there, still can't believe he was looking at Koboshi, all dressed up nicely again. He felt his heart beat and his chest getting tighter and tighter. "Ten-chan?" Koboshi spoke, walking up to him now.

Seika and Kenji immediately turned their eyes towards the blond, their mouths opening in disbelief. "Well…that's not surprising. Takashi is always known for his good looks and his charms!" Kenji winked, nudging Seika. Seika was quiet, but Takashi knew the reason why and he felt kind of guilty. Sometimes, Kenji doesn't seem to know when to stop with his teasing.

Takashi glared at Kenji and stood up. "Uematsu? What are you doing here?"

Koboshi glanced at Seika and Kenji before turning her attention towards her blond friend. "Well, I thought I should come visit you. I mean…" She smiled at both Takashi's friends.

"Oh…Uematsu, I'd like you to meet my two roommates." He introduced Seika and Kenji to Koboshi.

Kenji took a step forward and took Koboshi's hand, much to Takashi's irritation and kissed the back of it. "It's a pleasure to meet you, mademoiselle!"

A blush crept on Koboshi's face, yet too bad she didn't see Takashi's clenched fist at his side as he glared at his roommate. Seika seemed to be also irritated with this, but he kept a straight face, fully aware that Takashi seemed to have strong feelings for this girl.

"S-so you know how to speak French?" Koboshi asked, trying to keep her composure. She turned to Takashi. "Can I…speak to you alone, Ten-chan?"

Kenji grinned. "But of course!" He replied, rolling his R for a fake French accent.

Thank goodness though that Koboshi didn't seem impressed by Takashi's roommate's attempt to make her laugh. Seika could only notice that this young woman was much more eager to speak with Takashi alone, seeing as how she was tugging at his shirt. "Well, Takashi I think we should get going with the soccer game, ne? I think everyone else is waiting for us by now." He grabbed Kenji by the arm and dragged him along. "It was really nice to meet you, Uematsu-san."

Takashi nodded at Seika as a sign of appreciation. He watched as Seika nodded back and practically pulled Kenji along with him. "See you later, Ten-chan!" Kenji joked, turning around to continue walking off with Seika. Takashi blushed, giving him a death glare before turning around to face Koboshi once more.

"Something wrong, Uematsu?"

Koboshi looked down, a frown invisible on her face. "Well, you left in such a hurry yesterday I thought I might have done something wrong…"

Takashi blinked, unsure how to lie in this situation. If he denied something was wrong, then Koboshi would automatically know that something IS wrong…they are after all, best friends and if he said the whole truth, how on earth is he ever going to explain all that in just one breath? She might get scared off, confused and then avoid him for the rest of her life, trying to figure out what to do. Well, in what he thinks anyway. The only thing Takashi could do at this point was… "Ahahaha!" he laughed, ruffling the top of Koboshi's blond head. "Sorry I did, I had to leave pretty quickly because I needed to do homework."

Koboshi looked up, a sad look on her face. "You're lying."

Damn! Takashi thought. He KNEW there was no way of getting out of this one. "Listen, it was no big deal all right?" He made a mistake by letting out a disappointed look on his face so he quickly turned away, stuffing his hands in his pockets whenever he was nervous. It was too late though, since Koboshi had seen it.

"If it's not a big deal, then why did you have that look just now?" Takashi could sense a little irritation from Koboshi's voice.

Takashi sighed. "I…I'll tell you later, I really have to finish my homework."

"Homework…that's always your excuse. When are you ever going to tell me everything about yourself, Takashi Ayanokouji?"

Oh, that was official. She had said his first and second name, which meant she was very angry. "I have to go." With that said, he stormed out of there, quickly going back to the library, completely unaware that Koboshi had followed him inside.

"I'm not letting you go until you tell me what's wrong with you," Koboshi whispered behind him.

Takashi grabbed his stuff, put them back inside his backpack and turned around to face her. "I promise I'll tell you when I'm ready. Right now…Well since you're here, how about we go for ice cream?"

"Ice cream? I don't want ice cream, I want an explanation."

"Well, you won't get anything from me." He walked out of the library, but he could hear Koboshi following closely behind him. Takashi decided to ignore her for now, but as soon as he reached the end of a path that lead to the parking lot, Kenji had appeared right before him.

"Did you finish your homework? Did you make out with your girlfriend? Are you ready to play soccer? Oh! Hello again Koboshi-chan!"

Takashi's eyes widened.

Koboshi blushed, looking down embarrassingly.

Kenji grinned, ignoring the fact that what he said had just ruined Takashi's reputation. The blond was ready to kick the dark haired into oblivion, but he decided to keep his cool because he knew Koboshi would be disappointed with his violent tantrums. "Are you ready to play soccer then, Takashi?" Kenji was balancing the soccer ball on one knee.

Takashi thought for a moment and decided that the best way to avoid confrontation was play a little game of soccer with his friends. Usually, it was another way for him to let off some steam. "Fine, let's play." He caught the soccer ball just as Kenji tossed it in the air. Takashi took the ball with him and joined Seika and some boys into the soccer field just behind the parking lot.

"What about you ojouchan?" Kenji asked Koboshi as soon as Takashi was out of earshot.

Koboshi looked at him.

"It's nice for you to join us, Ayanokouji!" Takashi looked up and noticed a brown haired young man, who was as short as Koboshi. His name was Niwa Haruto, a freshman in college and a classmate in his History class. The blond kicked the ball towards Haruto and he head-butted it as far he could towards the goal, where it zoomed pass the attending goalie. "Ah! It's always great being your teammate in this game, Ayanokouji!"

Takashi nodded. "Same with you, Niwa."

"Oh? Who's that with Yamato?"

Takashi looked at him, then turned around and noticed Koboshi alongside Kenji. Kenji just grinned at him, but Koboshi had a determined look on her face. "She's a friend of Takashi's, Niwa! I asked her to join us!" Kenji replied as if hearing from miles away.

Niwa smirked. "Well, I don't mind. I can tell she's a lot better than the previous girls who make sad attempts to impress us guys just by kicking the ball. Oh, ojouchan, how are you at playing soccer?"

Koboshi glanced at Takashi, then at Niwa. "I was in a soccer team last year, so I think I'm pretty good," she replied, with as much confidence in her voice as before.

Takashi was surprised at this. Since she never told him in her letters that she had joined ANY after school activities, he was the one who was a lot more surprised than the rest of the boys present.

"Okay, Takashi and I will be the team captains," Niwa proposed. The eighteen other players, including the goalies joined them seconds later and were picked one by one by Takashi and Niwa. Niwa had surprisingly picked Koboshi in his team and as the game started, Takashi had regretted of not choosing her.

Watching her play was like watching an Angel with wings. Koboshi had changed drastically from a tomboyish girl he knew and loved into a beautiful swan, playing soccer as if she danced. The ball seemed attached to her foot, moving every time she moved. For a moment, time slowed down and he watched her pass every male in the opposing team, while Niwa coached on as the mid-fielder with her. He was entranced, while at the same time appalled with himself for being stupid not to tell her how he felt.

"Takashi! What are you doing?"

Takashi blinked and he noticed that Koboshi was closing in on him now. He moved forward and she moved to her right, he moved to his left, but his right foot made contact with the ball. Koboshi was surprised at this fake out that she tripped and fell.

"I guess I can never beat a legendary player like you, Ten-chan," Koboshi whispered to herself, smiling.

An hour had passed and the game was now tied 2-2. The game continued on, but this time, Kenji raised his hand for a timeout. Everyone turned to look at him, confused with this late call. "I propose a bet!"

When it came to bets, both teams usually hated backing out. It was a matter of male pride. Niwa smirked and shook his head, amused with Kenji's idea. "Well, what do you have in mind, Yamato?"

Kenji grinned and winked at Takashi. "Well, let's just say that the last few seconds will be a battle off between Takashi and Koboshi-chan here!"

"Oi! Kenji! What do you think you're doing?" Takashi yelled to his teammate.

Seika sighed. "Kenji, you idiot," he murmured.

Koboshi stood on the other side of the field, curious about what Kenji had to say.

"Well, she's proven already that she's quite skilled so let's put one each of our best players into the field and have them battle it out! What do you say ojouchan?"

"Kenji!"

"I don't mind," Koboshi responded.

All boys turned their heads at her. Some were either impressed by her boldness or find her crazy to take on a challenge against the man whom everyone knew was the best player in the field right now.

"If you win ojouchan…what would you like Takashi to do?" Niwa asked.

Koboshi stared into Takashi's eyes. "Okay, if I win, Ten-chan you have to tell me everything about yourself…I mean EVERYTHING."

Takashi stared back at her, everyone's eyes now on him. "Fine."

"All right! Takashi has agreed!" Kenji yelled out enthusiastically.

"What's your wish, Takashi?" Niwa yelled to the other side of the field at Takashi.

Takashi thought for a moment, but really there was nothing he wished for other than just to be with Koboshi. Just to hold her and show her that he was there to love her, that no one else loves her but him alone.

"If he wins, then she has to go on a date with him!" Kenji yelled out.

Koboshi's eyes widened. Takashi jerked his head at Kenji. "Kenji! What the hell do you think you're-!"

"All right, deal!" the blond girl replied.

Niwa was enjoying this. "She has agreed! Boys, back away from the lady and let's watch these two battle this out." Niwa's and Takashi's other members of their teams started to back off, leaving Koboshi alone in the field with Takashi.

Seika joined Kenji on the sidelines, frowning at him. "What are you up to?"

Kenji did not look at his roommate; instead he kept his eyes on Takashi, a serious look on his face. "He has to learn to tell a woman he loves her. Seika, do you know who that girl is?"

Seika shook his head. "Well, all I know is that she was his childhood friend."

"Not just a childhood friend…Seika. That girl is the one that Takashi has loved forever. It was a mistake for him not to tell her before she moved to America. I know, I've done it before. I've made the same mistake and I don't want him to relive that same mistake again."

Seika smiled. He knew for a long time that Kenji was always a nice guy. This was probably the best idea his roommate has come up with.

"All right! Place the ball in the center please!" Kenji yelled out. One guy did just that and he quickly moved away, allowing Niwa to blow the whistle.

Just as the whistle blew, Takashi and Koboshi were quickly head to head. Both were determined to win against the other for personal reasons. It wasn't that Koboshi didn't want to date him, it was the fact that if she won, she would learn everything about him from this point on.

"Damn…she really IS good," Kenji murmured, watching as Koboshi managed to pass Takashi with the ball. Takashi, however outran her for a bit and stole the ball back from her.

They had made it to three minutes already and still no scores from both sides. Both blondes were good at what they did and Takashi was impressed every second by Koboshi. He never knew she was this good.

"They're both good," Seika whispered to Kenji.

Finally, just as everyone was holding their breaths, Takashi had taken the ball with him and Koboshi, since she was a lot shorter than him, was unable to outrun him. He had scored after fifteen minutes of the game. Takashi's team cheered him on and joined him seconds later on the field. Niwa clapped at Koboshi's hard work and helped her up. "You did a wonderful job, ojouchan. I admire you for your boldness. I'm sure most of us would be too scared to take on the great Ayanokouji Takashi!"

"Yes," Koboshi replied, wiping sweat from the side of her face. "He is great." She looked up as Takashi was congratulated by his teammates. When she was sure they were done doing that, she approached him immediately. "Good game, Ten-chan."

"And so you two will go on your date now. Chop chop!" Kenji was quickly behind the two of them and was pushing them away from the field.

Everyone else started laughing and waited until Kenji managed to drive the two away to their 'date' before they started another new game of soccer. Seika watched, amused by Kenji's plan and joined the rest of the guys to play soccer.

"So, where do you want to go?" Takashi asked. He adjusted his backpack on his back, after almost forgetting to grab his school work from the library and glanced at Koboshi

Koboshi shrugged. "I don't really want to go anywhere, unless you have somewhere you want to go…" She gave a sweet smile and for that one moment, Takashi's heart began to start beating really fast. Damn it! Remind me to kill Kenji later! "All I want to do is to walk around since it's such a nice day anyway. And…" The blond girl clasped her hands behind her and stepped in front of him, still giving off that ray of sunshine on her face. "I still want to talk to you about what's been bothering you."

"……..do you want ice cream?" He walked passed her and started walking down the street, stuffing his hands in his pockets.

"No way, you are NOT avoiding the subject this time Takashi Ayanokouji!" Takashi could hear by the way Koboshi's voice sounded and she was NOT happy indeed. He knew he wasn't able to avoid this forever, but he never thought Koboshi could be THIS desperate to find out everything about him and how he feels…about her. He could also hear her trying to catch up to his long strides, since she was a lot shorter than him. Takashi stopped to let her catch up to him, but was surprised when he felt something hit his back. Since she was also very petite, Koboshi fell backwards from the impact, but Takashi was quick and he caught her just in time before she hit the ground. He had forgotten how much of a fast walker Koboshi was.

"Are you all right?" He asked, staring down into her bright golden eyes. Takashi suddenly let go of his arm that went around her shoulder protectively and looked away, feeling his cheeks going red.

"Y-yes…" Koboshi looked up and watched him walk away quickly. She really didn't understand him, but she had a feeling that it will be a while until he told her what bothered him. The blond girl decided to stop bringing up the subject until he did and caught up to him.

"Welcome!" The sound of a cheery voice echoed inside the busy building of the ice cream parlor. "Ahh, well if it isn't my favorite customer, Ten-chan!" Koboshi looked around and noticed a pretty young woman about their age. She had long dark hair and bright blue eyes and walked gently down the aisle towards them. She looked to be floating by the way her waitress dress touched the floor.

"Hello, Mitsuki-chan!" Takashi greeted happily. He gave a great big smile at her, one that was rarely seen on Takashi's face ever since the first day Koboshi arrived. Koboshi felt a bit of jealousy from that thought that only he would smile for that girl named Mitsuki.

Mitsuki turned to look at the young woman standing beside Takashi. "And who is this lovely young lady with you today, Ten-chan?"

The blond girl thought she and Kotarou were the only ones who called him that and no one else.

"This is my childhood friend Koboshi Uematsu. She's here from America to visit me and our other friend for this summer." He turned to look at Koboshi and nodded at her. "Uematsu, this is Mitsuki Kawasaki. She and I go to the same history class together."

Koboshi nodded and gave a smile at the young woman. "Hello! It's nice to meet you Kawasaki-san." She offered a hand for a shake and the dark haired woman shook it in return.

"Do you have anymore room for us? I see you're busy this time of day." Takashi looked around for a spot, but from where he stood, he couldn't see anything at all.

"There's always room for you Ten-chan!" Mitsuki said in a manner in which bothered Koboshi very much, though she didn't know why, it's like she had any other feelings besides friendship. "Come on and follow me." The dark haired woman turned and led them the way to a booth at the very far corner. "See? I told you there is always room for Ten-chan!"

"Thank you, Mitsuki-chan." Takashi replied, giving her a smile before sitting down. Koboshi sat down as well and watched as Mitsuki winked at Takashi before tending to the other customers.

"She's a nice girl. Good choice, Ten-chan!" Koboshi spoke, doing her best not to sound too jealous. Why would she? She has no reason to be jealous! It's not like they're dating or anything!

Takashi shrugged, looking through the ice cream menu. "Good choice? She's just my classmate anyway."

"You know, you have to start dating! I can't believe you don't have a girlfriend yet when you have the pretty girls to choose from!" Koboshi grabbed her menu already placed in front of her and started reading through it. "No wonder you and her are calling each other those names…you've been visiting her all this time at this place for ice cream! Or IS IT just for ice cream?" Koboshi teased, grinning at him.

It IS just for ice cream. And I've already chosen a girl…

"Hm? Is something wrong? Is there something on my face?" Koboshi placed a hand on her face.

"Huh? Oh, no there's nothing on your face." You're just as beautiful. He was staring at her the whole time she was reading through the menu. I'm such an idiot! What's wrong with me?

Mitsuki came a minute later. "So, what'll it be you two?" She pulled out a small notepad from the front pocket of her apron and gingerly pulled out her blue pen from the coils of the notepad.

Takashi looked at Koboshi. "I have an ice cream I want to recommend you, is that all right if I order for the both of us?"

The blond girl nodded. "All right."

Takashi smiled and glanced at Mitsuki. "The two of us will have the strawberry sherbet."

Koboshi stared at him, surprised. "You still remember what my favorite ice cream is after all this time?"

The blond man nodded and leaned back on the chair. "I remember everything about you Kobo-! Um, Uematsu…" He blinked. Koboshi seemed to have noticed too that he was close to saying her first name. They stared at each other for a few seconds before they both looked away, pretending that the other has found something interesting out the window.

Koboshi felt her cheeks going red. Did he almost say her name?

'I am such an idiot! You ALMOST said her name you dumbass! Okay, DO something to get rid of the awkwardness between you two! COME ON!' "How's your Aunt?" Okay…not exactly the conversation I was looking for but it's better than nothing!

The blond girl seemed to have calmed down since she finally had the courage to turn her head and look him in the eyes. "She's doing well I think, but the doctor said she doesn't have long to live." She turned away again, back towards the window.

Takashi stared at her. He could see a glint of a tear from the corner of her eyes. This is probably the only moment he wished he could just hold her and make her feel better by kissing her forehead, stroking her hair and-!

"Two strawberry sherbets!" Mitsuki placed their orders in front of them and gave a smile at Takashi before going back to work again.

Takashi handed his friend a napkin. Koboshi thanked him and blew into it and looked down at the strawberry sherbet in front of her. "I'm sorry…I didn't mean to sound too sad. I promised myself I wouldn't cry." She looked up and smiled. "After all, aren't we on a date? It was nice enough of you to order me my favorite ice cream." She picked up her spoon and scooped some of the ice cream and put it gently into her mouth. "This is just delicious! I miss this taste. I mean of course there are ice cream parlors in America, demo it's not the same as the one we all grew up in."

Takashi nodded. "This was our favorite hang out. I never once remember us not going to this place. It was like a tradition that every summer we would come here and have strawberry sherbets."

"It seemed odd that you and I were the only ones who liked strawberry sherbets, while Kotarou-kun always ordered something else." She paused, remembering everything about Kotarou. "He liked the cookies 'n' cream flavor."

The blond man looked down, his hand gripping tighter around his spoon at the point where his knuckles started to turn white. Remembering where he was and who he was sitting in front of, Takashi quickly loosened his grip around his spoon and began eating his ice cream. "Are you going back to school this year?"

Koboshi nodded and looked out the window, thinking of something to say when she spotted something or rather SOMEONE out there. She turned quiet and didn't answer Takashi's question.

Takashi followed her eyes and there, standing across the building was Kotarou and Misha, holding hands and smiling, laughing and doing just about anything that couples do during walks. "Hey, do you want to go somewhere?"

"I thought…I thought Kotarou loved Shia-san? So why…?" She turned to look at Takashi for an answer.

"It wasn't Shia-san, Uematsu…It's always been Misha-san."

"I…I didn't know that. How-how long have you known?"

Takashi hesitated. "It's been a while. I think over a year now."

Koboshi suddenly stood up, her fists clenched at her sides. "And when were you ever planning on telling me this? Until they get married while I'm still asking why it's not Shia-san anymore?" Takashi said nothing and allowed Koboshi to continue yelling but she seemed to have stopped for a bit and once again continued. "I thought we were good friends, Ten-chan."

"We are, Uematsu."

"Then why the hell didn't you tell me that…" She glanced out the window again and noticed that they were gone. Koboshi looked down, tears falling from her eyes. "I don't understand. I thought we were friends…I thought we were all friends and…I need to go home now."

Takashi stood up. "Hang on, let me pay and then I'll walk you home."

Koboshi shook her head. "No, it's all right. I'll be fine by myself." She turned and walked away quickly. Takashi looked down, gritting his teeth and slammed his fists down on the table so hard that it shook. Koboshi was gone by the time he had done this and after he quickly paid for the ice cream, he grabbed his backpack and headed on for his dorm room.

"Hey, what took you so long to get here?" Takashi looked up, closing the door behind him and gave Kenji a curious look. "What, are you acting like my mom now?" Irritated, he took off his shoes and dropped his backpack on one of the dining room chairs.

"No, I'm not trying to be your mom, since you already have one. But just to let you know, someone is in your room crying." Kenji pointed with his thumb over his shoulder at Takashi's closed room.

"What?" Takashi quickly opened his door and noticed a familiar young blond woman lying on top of his blanket on his bed, her eyes now closed, her nose red from crying and a hand gripped tightly around the napkin he had given her. Takashi sighed and walked over to her and watched her sleep for a moment. These were the moments that he wished he was brave enough to put his arms around her and make her feel better by whispering calming words in her ears, but he wasn't sure if he was even allowed to get close to the girl he has always loved. Sure they were childhood friends, but not enough to really share everything, even personal space between them. The only time they were getting close is ever since she left for America and when they started sharing letters to each other.

She stirred and Takashi flinched, afraid that she might wake up and see him watching her. He stood still, but she did not wake up, much to his relief. He continued to watch her and he kneeled down beside the bed and curled a strand of hair behind her ear that was getting in the way of her face. He noticed she had long eye lashes and when she breathed, it was quiet.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes. Takashi froze in his spot, but she only smiled and reached out a hand for his. "I'm sorry about what I said," she whispered.

Takashi shook his head. "You don't need to be sorry." He squeezed her hand gently.

"I'm sorry for barging in your room. I just couldn't go back to the apartment yet with Misha-san there."

Takashi nodded. "It's fine, you can sleep here tonight." He stood up slowly and made to let go of her hand, but Koboshi squeezed it even tighter. The blond man stopped and looked down at her.

She sat up and moved over. "Can you stay here with for a moment?"

The blond nodded. "Sure." He sat down beside her and without a second thought, Koboshi laid her head on his lap and closed her eyes.

"This is nice. I just want to stay like this. I just want this feeling to go away so I wouldn't be feeling sad all the time. I don't need to be sad. I know you're here for me Ten-chan so thank you for all you've done for me."

Takashi felt his heart beat, but he ignored it and began stroking her hair. "You don't need to thank me."

And after that, there was nothing but silence between them……

GoodGurl: WOOH! Done that chapter! Woopy! Sorry for that LOOOOONG update everyone! I'll make sure to update frequently!