The drive to the pharmacy was terrible. Yamuraiha wasn't the best driver and the fact that the roads had many unfilled holes made her all the more worse. She felt her brain hit against her skull when she put her foot on the brakes, skidding the car on the ice. What did I do to deserve this, she thought. The sun that she usually loved was know piercing through her sunglasses and made her nauseous.

After driving for twenty minutes she finally arrived at the pharmacy. She tried her best to keep her composure and moved her messy hair away from her face. Certainly she wouldn't look her best today, but that didn't mean she had to look horrible.

There was hardly a difference from the pharmacy in the city: they were both plain, grey, and filled with old people arguing with the cashiers about their coupons. The surprising thing was the amount of people in the store- she expected the cashiers to be missing. But apparently selling cough medicine and gross gluten free snacks was profitable.

She looked down at the list her father gave her. She couldn't pronounce half of the medicine on the list, let alone know what it was for. He seemed to be making more and more visits to the doctors the past few months and his list of ailments just got longer and longer. It worried her, but she didn't want to ask questions. Because questions meant getting answers that she didn't really want to hear. Running from reality- that she was good at- great even.

She was overwhelmed by the amount of choices there was in the pharmacy. Colourful packaging with words all mixed up. It wouldn't be a bad idea to ask for help.

"Hey could you please help me find this?" She brought the extensive list up to one of the employees shelving the dietary products onto one of the bottom shelves.

The young man stood up. "Sure, I think there's some of that in lane 1," he took a moment to think, "the second item is right beside the medicine for headaches at the back other there- and everything else you should be able to pick up over the counter with a prescription."

"Oh thank you-" she looked at his name tag, "Spartos." His name sounded familiar, but it wasn't the time or place to bring it up.

"No problem, come to me anytime you need to find anything. I work on commission the more things you find the more money I make." he laughed to himself, pushing the red bangs out of his eyes ever so slightly.

She instantly liked his shy and calm demeanour, wishing she was more like that. Her hot headed self was scary even to herself sometimes. "I'll be sure to do that." She walked away towards the cough medicines since it was closest.

She felt nervous walking up to the shelves as a really tall man was blocking everything. He grumbled to himself while searching through the medicines. "Excuse me?" she spoke up. The man didn't respond. "Hello?" He continued to rummage through the medicines. She tapped his arm to get his attention. "Hey," she said.

The man turned around, taking his earbuds out. He was wearing sunglasses and an ugly brown coat with a mismatched hat. "It's you!" he exclaimed.

"Me?"

The man lifted up his sunglasses, revealing Sharrkan underneath. "Miss me that much?" he teased.

"Wait- why are you here?!"

"Same reason why you are." he said in snarky tone.

"You're getting your dad's prescription medication too?" she said sarcastically.

"Oh. Then I guess not the same reason- but it'll be a good idea for you to get something for your hangover too, judging by those sunglasses you're sick too." He picked up a small bottle. "Ah, finally found it."

"I am training my body to not have a dependency on medicine." she said tartly, crossing her arms.

"Well good luck with that." he replied, equally tartly.

"I will have good luck with that."

He stopped for a moment. He should have said something about last night right about now, not talk about medicine. She talked to him as if nothing happened- but for whatever reason he didn't like it. He didn't want her to avoid it and feel uncomfortable.

"Yamuraiha about last night-"

"It's fine." She felt her cheeks burning. She almost forgot the events of last night.

"No, but-"

"I said it's okay, I know you didn't do anything. I was just freaking out because I was stupid." she admitted. She looked at him and smiled. "Never imagined you to be the type to clear things up the day after."

"Yeah, well this time it's different."

"Because it's someone you don't want others finding out about." She rolled her eyes at his blank expression. "Figures."

"Eh, something like that. Mostly because I don't like leaving things on a bad note. And also because I don't want you thinking I would do something like that."

"The people that usually do things like that try to convince others that they would never do something like that."

"I'm trying my hardest to apologize and make amends! Don't make this more difficult than it is!" he demanded.

"Sorry- bad habit." she chuckled at the sight of his flustered face. "And I'm sorry too."

"For what?"

"For everything really. For almost knocking you out with a pot that one time, for not trusting you, and for accusing you of- well being gross. Let's just forgive and forget." Yamuraiha didn't want to dwell upon the past. And she wanted to change her stubborn self and take a chance on Sharrkan. She had the nights before and nothing bad happened.

"Really?" His face lit up. "Yeah sure, whatever." He wiped his nose. "We sure do look sketchy today, don't we?" He changed the subject.

"Sketchy?" She looked down at herself. Sunglasses at the end of winter, messy clothes, and a long list of prescription medication, yeah, sketchy was the nice way of putting her appearance into words. "You're right. Anyways, I better get going I don't want my dad to wait."

"See you," he said. "And don't forget about your audition next week."

"Only if you don't forget to read your book," she said in a sing song voice. She walked away with confidence. She didn't know why or how, but each time she had met with him so far she felt stronger, not in a physical sense, but an emotional one. He didn't necessarily do anything to spark it, yet just talking to him made her feel more alive. It was a stupid way to think of it that way, but there was no other way to describe it. An exact opposite of herself with a high level of arrogance and an even higher level of humility. A person who she couldn't figure out- and someone she wouldn't run from anymore.

Short chapter. It didn't need to be long. Anyways y'all how are you? I'm good thanks for asking. I went to the movies with a guy and he tried to kiss me and I didn't know how tell him I don't roll that way. Lol anyways REVIEW PLEASE!