"I Can't Tell Him.."

“O-Oh, I took more time on this than I thought,” Sayuri stared at her laptop screen. The paper she had to work on was more difficult that she assumed. Her brain felt like a fried egg.

Sayuri set her book bag down and fell onto her bed. She wrapped her arms wround her pillow and took in the scent on fresh linen. Mom must’ve washed it for her before she got home. How thoughtful.

Vela: "He's emo."

“Emo...?” Sayuri tilted her head a bit.

“I liiive in a constant state of feeear and miiiiseryyy...~”

For such a negative song, it was actually kind of catchy. Does Nakaji listen to this stuff all the time..?

The smile that Sayuri previously wore went away. The bright eyes that she usually had, dulled slightly. It was a strange feeling. It was almost like she felt like she was changing inside.

Nakaji listened intently as he watched Sayuri muster up the courage to speak to him about what was bothering her; this all seemed so tough for her, he’s never seen her so determined—

‘I want to be your girlfriend!’

Nakaji’s eyes shot open and he jolted slightly, his glases going askew upon his face.

“S..Sayuri you–”

He was cut off by her sputtering the rest of her confession and the boy just watched wide eyed and red faced, he swore if his heart pounded any harder he’d die—

Nakaji had been so wrapped up in his thoughts, trying to process what Sayuri was saying, that he didn’t realize she was crying.

He was at a loss for words, wanting to admit his feelings as well but being so shocked he couldn’t form words. He glanced from Sayuri to the people gathering to watch the fireworks. They all began chanting the ten second count down as he held a crying Sayuri’s hands; Nakaji’s thoughts blurred as he was overwhelmed by the sudden confession, the chanting people, and his own mixture of thoughts.

He spaced out for a good long minute and seemingly snapped back just in time to hear the people shout one and the first fireworks being shot off. Without thinking, he sucked in a breath and quickly pulled Sayuri into his arms as he pressed his lips against hers.

He was tense as he held her close but soon relaxed in sheer pleasure of finally just holding Sayuri and even kissing her. He’s wanted to do this for so long; to just..have her be with him.

Why was he silent? Was she going to lose her best friend? It was over, wasn’t it; Well, time to reach the end of the worst mistake she’s ever made.

“I’m so-!”

Time seemed to blur as Sayuri found her lips connected with Nakaji’s. Once she was able to register the situation better, the ravenette wrapped her arms around his neck and squeezed her eyes shut. There were small hiccups of noises at first, but after she was able to calm down, Sayuri’s breathing and heart rate slowly went down to being almost normal again.

This...was a pure dose of Heaven.

A flash went off from a nearby phone; Taro cupped a cheek with his free hand, bouncing on his heels as he stared at the picture he just took.

Nakaji had been spacing out as he watched people gather in anticipation of the fireworks; as fun as the night had been he was growing tired of being surrounded by so many peoole…and he kinds wanted to put his casual clothes back on rather than the kimono his mother madr him wear gor the occasion.

Soon enough, Sayuri had asked hin to follow her and he gladly took her hand and followed her. It was better than seeing all the happy couples.

The sudden stop made Nakaji nearly bump into her; he glanced at the girl, perplexed. Sayuri had that look Nakaji grew to recognize; she wanted to tell him something complicated it seemed.

It seems he was right…but he didn’t like how it was phrased, made it sound like he was in trouble.

“Uh…What is it Sayuri…?” He asked. “Are you okay? You look nervous…?” He pointed out, taking both of her hands in an attempt to calm her.

“Nakaji, I- ..I-I-!”

‘Spit it out, you coward-!’

“I want to be your girlfriend!”

She was gripping his hands so tightly. Sayuri immediately put her head down to process what she had just done. She had to let everything else out too, no matter what.

“E-Ever since we became so close when we were younger... You always helped me to be a better communicator. You were patient with me when others would get upset. I-If this makes you uncomfortable, I’m sorry; If y-you don’t want t-to be friends anymore, I-I...underst-...!”