A/N: Sometimes I wonder why I write such short snippets. Ohwell. ^^ Mild to extreme cussing and OOC ahead.

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#4: Jet Lag

"I want to share your horizon, and see the same sun rising."

For Ezmouse—otherwise known to me as Nikki Poo, the epic XNHDCXVAVDG troll

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome on board Flight328A with service from California to Tokyo…" I heard the announcement and slumped down on my seat, waiting for the airplane to move from its place and just take me back to her as fast as it could possibly be. Damn, what's taking this contraption so long to fly?

After about five minutes of incessant talking from the blasted speakers, I finally had my peace as the plane moved fluidly, taking us slowly up in the air and to our destination. I looked at the view outside—as I was sitting just beside the window, duh—and, since we barely hovered from the mainland, there aren't many things to see as of the moment. So I just turned my attention inside the plane and tried to have a nap or two, but then the captain just had to irritate the crap out of me by doing another announcement of his.

This isn't even necessary at all. Just fly us back to Japan and get it over with.

Pissed off I may be, I never really had any more choice but listen to the person manning this plane.

"Good morning passengers. This is your captain speaking. First I'd like to welcome everyone on CAAir Flight328A. We are currently cruising at an altitude of 33,000 feet with air speed of 400 miles per hour..."

Seriously, who cares about the airspeed or how high we are from the land itself right now? This is just pointless.

Sometimes I wonder why I even banter with myself regarding these things whenever I'm inside an airplane—and I fly five times around US annually, mind you. So basically I just complain about pointless things ten times a year. I'm not making sense, am I?

And now I'm talking to myself, this is just crazy.

What is this sorcery I'm in?

"—the cabin crew will becoming around in about twenty minutes time to offer you a light snack and beverage, and the in flight movie will begin shortly after that. I'll talk to you again before we reach our destination. Until then, sit back, relax and enjoy the rest of the flight."

Great, food. At least there's one thing they have here that I need.

Twenty minutes later—or if I may say so myself, after an eternity of famine, the trolleys finally arrived, each offering a variety of light snacks and beverage, as promised. I took a bottle of water and declined when the attendant offered me a pack of food. When she was gone, I then retrieved a healthy pack of strawberries from my suit, carefully opening the package as I did so. Its distinct smell assaulted my senses and I popped one in my mouth almost immediately, feeling the taste of the fruit take me back to memories of yesterday, to the memories I shared with her.

Mikan.

She is the loveliest person I've ever met, albeit her on-and-off naivety and ignorant nature. She sports a pair of lame pigtails that I love the most. Her persistence never fails to help me push through with life. Whenever I feel like I'm all alone, she always offers her help and stays with me until I get better—even though at times I may act like a dick in front of her to cover up whatever feelings I have for her at that time. To be honest, I got scared, because I never really thought I could feel such emotion so strong towards a person—until I met her.

It felt like heaven when she was there, just beside me, not saying anything at all. Whenever she talks to me, I fall for her a little deeper with every word she utters. She may never understand my feelings for her, and I may not really intend to show it to her, but I know, in my heart, I've learned to love her personality—and when I fell for her personality, everything else became beautiful. All her imperfections just blended in fluidly like water mixing with itself. Sometimes I find myself smiling like an idiot whenever I remember her with her crazy antics.

Cliché as this sounds to you, but it felt like she was the beacon in the darkness I'm in.

And when I get home, 13 hours from now, I'm going to prove to everyone present that I love her more than anything else.

"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Narita International Airport. Local time is 9:45AM and the temperature is 5 degrees Celsius…."

Ahh, finally, the moment I've been waiting for.

I grabbed my belongings immediately and strode off to the exit. It had been 2 years since I last saw her—two painfully long years of not seeing her bright smile personally. Just when my left foot touched my homeland, I realized how much I miss this place. The memories I made with various people in my life just reminded me of how many things I've missed in this land—my high school classmates, my parents, my stubborn sister, and Mikan.

It's been so long, and I'm glad to be back.

Just when I reached the gate, I saw my name on a placard. Apparently, they have been waiting for me all along. A smile involuntarily tainted my face, and I never even tried to cover it up for once. My phone rang, and amidst the crowd, I answered it eagerly.

"Hel—"

"Natsume!"

My smile widened to a grin as I heard her ramble on incessantly about how she missed me and how much she wants to hug me at the moment. The thought of it made me happy.

She misses me; it should mean something other than friendship, right?

Well, the only way to find out is to actually ask her myself.

She was still oblivious to my presence as I walked towards her. I warned the others—the gang, Aoi, mum and dad—to shut their mouths as I still neared her. I ended the call, and disregarding her worried face when she heard the beep on the other line, I scooped her up and hugged her with all my might—never letting her go, never letting her get away from me.

She thrashed around at first, but once she realized it was me, she just laughed along with the gang as she locked her arms around mine.

"Welcome home," she said, and I kissed her in front of them.

Hard.

"I love you," was what I replied, and she smiled sweetly.

"I've been waiting for you to say that," and she kissed me again.

Snippet End

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