The Taste of Heart Break

If I were heart break, what would it taste like?

"Blue. Is that an answer which makes since, Tsukasa?"

"This is fun! Amane, Amane- look at me!" I called as I balanced myself on the high pavement. I looked down to my twin who walked with his head down.

He must be ashamed about last night.

He's no fun at all.

I jumped down and ran to catch up with him, "Amane, Amane!" I called grabbing his arm. "Amane, are you mad at me?" I asked curiously.

Amane looked at my big eyes before taking a deep breathe. "No, Tsukasa. I'm not mad at you, I'm just a bit frustrated with myself," he sighed as we walked. I tilted my head.

Amane is in a bad mood.

I smiled, knowing that I was going to make his day so much better! We got to school and after a bunch of boring classes, it was finally time for lunch.

Now starts my awesome plan!

I raced upstairs as class ended, "Tsukasa, where are you going?" Amane yelled. I looked back at him with mischievous eyes; "Tsukasa!" he scolded. That's right, follow me. My overprotective twin was fast to chase behind me.

"Tsukasa!" he barked as we ran past students. "Hahahaha! Amane, this is so much fun!" I laughed getting all the way up to the highest floor of the school.

Amane panted as I stopped.

"T-Tsukasa, what are you," he started to say before freezing. "L-Leora?" he blushed shyly as the girl looked at him with a flustered expression.

Leora: "O-Oh, A-Amane. I didn't know you were bringing your brother,"

Amane: *Stands up* "Bringing my brother, for what?"

Tsukasa: "Haaa, Amane! Don't be shy! You called Yashiro last night, I heard you two all lovely dovey on the phone!"

Leora: *Blushes and holds her cheeks* "L-Lovely dovey, w-were we really?!"

Amane's face turned white as I stood beside Yashiro, realizing I had called her in his place. This is your test, Amane.

Yashiro blushed, looking down at her feet, "S-So, i-is it true? Do you really like me?" she asked. Amane swallowed hard as I looked at him with dark eyes, what's the truth?

His head fell, why's he taking so long to answer.

I smiled, I guess I'll just have to answer for him. "Awe, Amane. Didn't you say you disliked girls with fat thighs?" I asked out loud.

Their heads shot up.

"You said you'd never go out with girls with ugly, daikon legs," I teased watching their expressions turn. "Y-Yashiro" started to say as she turned red with humiliation. "Jerk!" she cried.

Amane's face looks so sad.

"Y-You're a jerk!" Yashiro sobbed running past him, "Y-Yashiro, w-wait!" he called as she ran down the stairs in tears. "Awe, poor Yashiro. I don't think she'll ever talk to you again," I said in awe.

Amane bit his lip as he watched her disappear.

"You want to run after her, don't you?" I asked. His fist tightened in frustration, "If you like her, then go ahead," I muttered walking up to him.

"But, you did say it was just us; so how do you really feel?" I asked with dark eyes. Amane stood up straight, looking at me with angry eyes. Awe, what a sore expression.

I froze as he lifted his arms. Is he going to hit me?

No. I gasped as he wrapped his arms around me, hugging me tightly. "Aaaahaaa, A-Amane; you're crushing me!" I cried as he hugged me. "I love you, no one else," he muttered.

I coughed, bending over to catch my breath as he let me go, "You should be happy now, right? So let's go to lunch," He muttered as he turned away. Boring.

What a boring expression.

I guess what he said did make me happy, but he did resist when she asked him if he liked her. I couldn't help but creep around to watch Amane during school.

I knew it.

Glaring with dark eyes as he found Yashiro. Bowing to apologize to her, "I'm sorry. I-I didn't mean what I said; I-It's just that!" He started to say.

Amane sat up with brave eyes, "M-My brother likes you too, so he said all of those mean things. I-I didn't want to get in his way, s-so I just went along with it," Amane lied.

Yashiro: "Ah, s-so you don't hate girls with fat thighs?"

Amane: "O-Of course not, in fact; I-I love your fat thighs- I mean, n-not that their fat!"

Yashiro: *Blushes* "O-Oh, well- I-I like your thighs too!" *Blushes harder* "I mean! I like you, Amane!"

Amane: *Covers his red face*

Yashiro: "I-I like you like you, s-so… Do you want to, ummm. Be my boyfriend?"

Amane: "I want- I, I can't," *Sets hands to his side and looks down*

Yashiro: *Frowns* "But why, don't you like me?"

Amane: "I-I, I-I… I like you,"

I bit my lip, overwhelmed with the need to interrupt their cute little confessions. I wanted to kill Yashiro, I wanted to punish Amane for lying.

My twin looked at Yashiro shyly.

I felt myself become overwhelmed; I don't want to hear anymore.

"Angry, I'm so angry," I muttered walking off. What's the matter with me? I should have stayed and listened, I should have confronted them and thrown a fit but- I was too jealous.

It hurts.

Why did Amane lie to me? He promised, he crossed his heart and hoped to die- die, die; does Amane want to die?

I didn't realize it but my eyes teared up, why does this make me so angry. I stopped running, "Ah… Where am I," I muttered wondering around inside a dark class room.

I paused as a green haired boy entered the other side of the room, looking at me with shocked eyes. "Ah, we meet again; Tsukasa," he said looking at my tearful face.