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The Spica girl walked swiftly and gracefully to her dorm room; where in herself, she felt like screaming her head off. It hurt her. She knew she shouldn't have lost it back there, but she couldn't help it. Tamao's dislike for her only added to her own guilt. She felt frustrated with Shizuma's actions, since they sort of mirrored her own from a few weeks ago. She had let Nagisa go then, but at that time she knew she had no right to run after her. The red head's heart wasn't hers nor did she think Nagisa had wanted it. However, at the moment, it hurt her to see the bright and cheery red head in such anguish.

Upon entering her room, she did the only thing she could think of to take her built up aggression on. She found Momomi lying on the bed studying from a book. Upon approaching the brunette, Kaname grabbed the book away from Momomi and tossed it over on her bed. Momomi looked at Kaname a little confused, but at the same time a little excited. The taller girl pressed her lips against the other's all the while thinking about Nagisa.

Thank goodness it was a Sunday, since it was pretty early in the morning.

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As soon as Nagisa's little fever broke, she woke up. She was startled by seeing where she was. It somewhat frightened her to see she was in her room lying on her bed because she had no idea how she ended up there. She sat up in bed only to be immediately approached by a relieved Tamao, who threw her arms around her.

"Thank goodness, you're okay," said Tamao.

"Tamao-chan, how did I end up here?"

"Um," the poet was a little hesitant to tell the truth, but she hardly ever lied to Nagisa before, "Kenjo-san." She waited for some sort of reaction out of Nagisa, but got nothing except for a nod of the head.

"Tamao-chan?" began Nagisa.

"Yes?"

"I'm sorry if I've been a burden to you."

Her roommate was aghast at what she heard. "Nagisa-chan, you are never a burden to me. What made you think you were?" Tamao wanted to blame it on Kaname's influence.

"From the first day I arrived here, I've caused you nothing but worry."

"Yes, but I've never had so much fun." Tamao leaned down and hugged her friend again. "Trust me; you're no burden to me."

"Ah, you're just being nice," said Nagisa, feeling a little awkward at the moment.

Tamao pushed away from her, "I'll always be nice to you. We've friends after all." She smiled and stood up. Reluctantly, she walked to the door, "I have to go for a moment."

"Why?"

"Miyuki-san asked me to tell her when you were awake. She had planned on staying here until you woke up, but she was called away. There was something she would like to discuss with you."

"Okay," the red head said as she lay back down.

Shortly after, Miyuki came in without Tamao on her heels. As Nagisa rested her back on the wall, Miyuki grabbed a chair and brought it over. The older girl inquired after Nagisa's health and asked if she could explain the whole story about Kaori. Nagisa nodded out of curiousity, although she feared what would be said.

With approval, Miyuki went on to explain how both she and Shizuma had met Kaori. The story progressed to how Shizuma and the underclassman drew close to one another and fell in love. Eventually, it led to how they found out how sick Kaori was and how she didn't have much longer to live. Eventually, Miyuki reached the part where Shizuma and Kaori had entered the Etoile competition and won; however, not long afterwards Kaori died leaving a heartbroken Shizuma behind.

Nagisa's heart grew with grief as cried her heart out. Being filled with compassion for the younger girl, Miyuki embraced her. While being embraced by Miyuki, Nagisa let her mind and her heart grow wild with grief. She may be naïve in a lot of things, but she knew that any type of death usually leaves behind a tight bond with the living. Of course, this bond is usually formed when the person, who is living, truly knew and loved the person who is dead. This type of bond is harder to get over then any other. Although she never lost anyone who she was in love with, she had lost someone, the only grandfather she had ever known and loved, who had practically raised her. His death had left her hollow inside, but she found she couldn't dwell on it since her grandfather wouldn't want her to. Even though she tried to get over it, there were times where she would still grieve for the man.

Needless to say, she stayed in bed the rest of the day, not feeling very hungry.

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Kaname paced around her room to calm her nerves down. She knew something had to be done. After her exercise with Momomi, she knew she couldn't go on like this any longer. She paused to look at the bathroom door. Behind it, Momomi was taking a shower. Before she went in, she asked her lover if she wanted to join her, but Kaname declined. The brunette had seemed a little hurt, but left any ways.

Kaname resumed her pacing again as she thought on what she would have to say to Momomi. She knew it would be tough on her friend, but it was the fair thing to do. Finding the right words was another thing. In her craziness of pondering and pacing, the time slipped by rather quickly to the blunette's surprise. Momomi exited the bathroom with just a robe on while dried her hair with a towel. She noticed the inner battle raging inside of Kaname. Until this time, she had never seen her look like that.

"What's wrong?"

Kaname stopped in her tracks and looked at Momomi, "What are your feelings for me?"

A smile had spread on Momomi's face, "What kind of question is that? I love you."

"In what way?"

The brunette raised an eye brow, "Kaname, we make love together and you ask what type of love I feel for you. Isn't obvious?"

"Hm." The taller girl scratched the back of her head, "Momomi, I love you, I do, but I'm not what you want me to be."

"What do you mean?" the other girl asked in alarm.

"Momomi, there's no one I would rather be with when it comes to scheming or talking about some of my frustrations, but I view you as my best friend. I'll admit I love being intimate with you, but there's something you need to know."

Feeling as if her happiness was being scrubbed away, Momomi sat on her bed, "What is it?"

"When it comes to the future, I never saw us together, being friends, yes, but not as a couple." She knelt in front of Momomi. Because she feared it would be mistaken for something else, she fought herself from grabbing the other girl's hands.

Momomi completely understand what was happening. Due to the intense atmosphere, she knew it could swing either bad or good, she was leaning towards bad. "What are you getting at?"

"What we did earlier? I shouldn't have done it."

The other girl's eyes narrowed, "How can you say that? Couldn't you feel our hearts connecting?"

"Our bodies might have connected, but my mind was far from you."

In anger, Momomi stood up pushing Kaname away, "If you weren't thinking about me, where were you thinking?"

"I…I…" Kaname didn't know what to say. She knew Momomi would get angry with her and if she were to know the truth, the brunette would probably seek vengeance on Nagisa. Since she didn't want to hurt Nagisa more, she refused to say anything.

When she didn't get a sound out of Kaname, Momomi threw out her own suspicions, "You were thinking about her, weren't you?"

"Her? Who are you talking about?"

"Don't play dumb with me, Kaname; you know who I'm talking about."

The taller girl held out her hands in defense, "I honestly don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh come on, you were thinking about Amane!" the other girl shouted.

The blunette stood up in surprise, "My mind was far from Amane. I'll admit I was as pathetic as those fan girls, but I'm over it."

"Then it must be, Hikari."

"Oh please, I'm too much woman for her to handle."

Momomi studied her with anger, "If it's none of them, who were you thinking about?"

Having known Momomi for years, Kaname wasn't going to fall into any of her tricks, "I'm not going to discuss this. I just wanted to let you know, that I can't sleep with you anymore, and I'm sorry for dragging this out for as long as I did. I should have put a stop to it years ago, but I couldn't. If you can ever find it in your heart to forgive me, I'll be willing to be your friend still."

Not wanting to argue any more, the taller girl walked out leaving behind a defeated Momomi.

A/N: I thought I add this in: For the purpose of my story and to make it more effective, Tamao loves Nagisa as a friend only. She is just over protective. I didn't want to deal with the whole Tamao-in-love-with-Nagisa factor, it's not important to the story.