A/N: Gah! School starts tomorrow for me! So to negate the anxiousness of going to school, I wrote this. It's very short, I know, but I had to end this chapter like I ended it. Anyways, keep reading, enjoying, and reviewing! (I'll try to have another chapter finished by tonight!)

When we walk, I look into the bag of baked goods. There are a lot. Enough for me to voice it. "You must be the best worker that bakery has. He gave you a ton." I reach in to grab one. I pull out a chocolate Dorayaki, and I carefully tear it apart, offering the other half to Inoue. She thanks me softly. "And he gave you the expensive kind, too." I take a bite, savoring the chocolate filling for a second before swallowing. I glance over to Inoue, expecting to see the treat still in her hand. It's not. It looks like she inhaled it. A bubble of laughter catches in my throat.

"I'm not the best, but I do try my hardest."

"Are you being modest?" She had to be. It's difficult to believe that the owner would treat her so well if she weren't the best employee he had.

She hums a no.

I finish the Dorayki in my hand, and I randomly pick another from the bag. I'd been so preoccupied and troubled that I didn't really eat anything for breakfast or lunch. I am starving.

I reveal a chocolate filled Taiyaki. Again, I hand Inoue a piece which she accepts with a smile. She finishes it in the time it takes for me to blink. This time I can't hold in my laugh.

She looks at me with her curious, brownish eyes. Instead of giving her a response, I hold out the bag for her, silently asking her to eat some more.

I see her bottom lip jut out, and then retract back so her teeth can dig in. She releases her lip as her mouth starts moving in different formations like she is talking.

"…your family. I could eat them all if I don't restrain myself." Eat my family? That didn't make sense. Then I flush, realizing that I got too distracted with how she said something rather than listening to what she said. "Are you feeling alright, Kurosaki-kun?"

"uhhh, yeah. Hey, it seems like he put in a lot of things with chocolate."

"Oh, about that…" She scratches her head. "Owner-san asked me what flavor I preferred and—"

"Isn't red bean paste your favorite?"

"But chocolate is yours, and since they were for you…"

I nod in understanding. She got them specifically for me. She really thought about how I felt and what I like. Again, she's made me feel special.

I wonder…does she make other people feel this way?

"Ah, Kurosaki-kun! Your scowl is just like earlier. Is something bothering you?" She gives me her full attention, waiting for me to answer. She's seems completely absorbed that she doesn't see she's about to walk into a street post.

I pull her in close. Just so she wouldn't hurt herself, I reason, but she stumbles on her feet, and her body presses flush against mine. She's not heavy, but the surprise of the abrupt closeness knocks me over to the ground. I lie flat on my back, and since I hadn't let Inoue go, she is on top of me. Her body molds into mine, and I can feel every action she makes, no matter how small.

She breathes. I blush. She squirms. I blush even harder. She hovers over me, her face above mine while she apologizes, and I—I.

"Youngsters these days! No sense of shame!"

"I think it's sweet. They love each other so much that they couldn't keep each other's hands to themselves."

The last comment springs Inoue into action as she stands. I look at the elderly women who had witnessed our fall. One of them looks back.

"Don't mind us, boy. Passion is for the young, so be young," she advises. My mouth flops open in an attempt to say something, but I can't. My body is not responding. "Scared him stiff, did we?" She shakes her head. "You better hurry up, boy. She's getting away."

My head snaps up, and I see Inoue's back as she runs. I hoist myself up on my feet and begin chasing after her. And as I size up the distance between Inoue and I, I hear that old woman's word resounding in my head.

You better hurry up, boy.

I run faster, taking larger strides. I barely say sorry to the people I bump into as I pass them.

Up ahead, I feel Inoue's reiatsu fluctuate as well as someone else's.

I see flashes of light pierce the hollows that I had not sensed earlier. The small group disappear one by one, and the light vanishes, returning the day back to normal.

I finally catch up to her, but she's not alone. He stands next to her. I watch as she smiles up at him. He pushes up his glasses and smiles back.

She's getting away.