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"Found it!" Hikari got in on the passenger side, the kit in her lap. Instantly she began to scurry through it, tossing unnecessary objects to the car floor. I was about to say forget it, but she finally found it with a smile. I reluctantly smiled back, finally hearing sirens rinning in the background. "Here-"
She was about to put it on, but I grabbed her hand. At that moment, as we looked into each other's eyes, I just knew I made a mistake back then. No matter how much I try to deny it, I made a terrible mistake. "Nevermind, continue."
I released her hand and the moment disappeared as she palced the band-aid upon the minor wound, cop cars surrounding the accident.
"So what were you going to say earlier?"
"Forget it." I shrugged, leaning back.
"Are you two all right?" an officer approached the vehicle with a notepad. We simply nodded.
"Who owns the Mazda 4?"
"I do." I slightly raised my hand. "I was my fault, officer. I didn't look before I changed lanes."
"Do you wish to press charges, Miss?" he asked Hikari.
"No it's quite all right," she smiled.
"Very well. I will need both of your insurance cards, driver's license, and registration sheets. A tow truck will be arriving shortly," he announed before walking away.
I glanced at the clock, fifteen minutes to nine. I was late. Damn it.
"Where were you heading?" she wondered, probably because she noticed me looking at the clock.
"School."
"Are you late?"
"Hell yeah." I saw her flinch at my choice of words, I didn't mean for them to come out like that. "Sorry. Yes, I am. It's whatever, I decided to settle with a BDSM."
"Why? I thought you wanted to be a general surgeon," she conversed like there was much to say. Maybe there was, but I didn't feel like saying anything at all.
"I do, but it's too much going on right now in my life. It can wait."
"Oh."

Silence. Awkward silence.

"I got your invitation today," it was something to talk about, and the only thing on my mind.
"You did?" her voice lifted. "I know its sudden, but Amane-sempai and I both decided that we're ready."
I laughed. "Some things will never change."
She frowned in confusion. "What do you mean?"
"You two are engaged and yet you still call her sempai."
"It's a habit, I suppose," she giggled.
"Just like how you still call me Yaya-chan, when we're no longer friends." I spoke calmly. Not seriously, not jokingly, almost nonchallantly. I know what I said then was wrong, and I don't deny it now that I made a mistake, but I stand by my decision, no matter how much it hurts us. God, this is so confusing.

"Yaya-chan," her eyes trembled, tears threatening to overflow. "Please tell me you're joking. You weren't serious with what you said after graduation, were you?"
"I am not." I responded quickly, my eyes focused on the steering wheel. "And I was very serious then as well. Was two years of zero contact not serious enough?"
"But why Yaya-chan?" she grabbed my arm, tears pelting against my hand. I still refused to look at her, and it still felt painful. "I told you I would-"
"No!" I got out of the car, shrugging her hands away. "You just don't understand do you?"
"Understand what?" she looked up at me, out eyes connecting once more. I wanted to take these words back, to break down, and cry with her. But I couldn't. I can't.
I forced a smile upon my lips. "It's all right then. Stay nieve Hikari. It will save you any extra pain."
"What do you mean? Tell me, I don't care. I'll take the pain if it's for you, Yaya-chan. Please!" she begged, it was tearing my heart a part.
"I can't Hikari," a single tear rolled down my cheek. "Find yourself another maid of honor!"

That said, I ran away before I could see her reaction. It was too much. I ignored the yelling of the cop as he tried to stop me, but I was too fast for the old coop. My car's a wreck, I'm probably suspended from school, I hurt Hikari even more than before, and it began to thunder. What a day indeed.

Sumimasen(5), Hikari.

As stated earlier, Amane-sempai and I lived in an apartment in mid-Shibuya. Well, it's not really an apartment, it's a...um, what is the word? It was a condominium! A nice one too. It even has a balcony with a garden, not to mention valet parking. How we can afford such a thing is all Amane, which is why I'm getting a job. After Amane graduated, some agency scouted her and Star Bright, and since then a lot of sponser's picked her up. Now she's a professional horse race. Though she didn't mind paying off the condo alone, I still wanted to help.

Thus here I am, waiting in traffic like many others, hoping I won't be late for the position. I was going to be a bartender. Hard to believe, right? But all other positions were taken. I wasn't old enough anyway, but Amane knew the owner, and managed to get me that spot. I wish it was another, but it's fine.
Finally the light turned green for the fifth time, and I was free to go. Or perhaps I spoke too soon. My car collided with another, it was their wrong too, but I still felt guilty. I always do. I quickly got out my car, hoping the driver was all right, I mean, the damage was pretty bad. Three other drivers did the same, yet none bothered to approach the wrecked vehicle. If anything, they probably just wanted to view the mess. People...nosy people. What I didn't know was that soon I was going to wish I was a nosy watched as well, for once I tapped the driver, a young woman, on the shoulder, I saw none other than...

"H-Hikari?" the very person that kept me begging for sleep, the girl I was reminiscing about from out years in Spica.
"Ohayo Yaya-chan." I smiled, not sure of what else to do at the moment. "Are you all right."
She sighed. "I'm fine."
I apologized, though...it was her fault.
"For what?" she gave me a complexed look, as if she didn't think that I was the driver that crashed into her. I simply told her why, and changed the subject, repearing if she was all right. What a small world we live in. "I'm fine, I'm fine."
She forced a smile upon her lips, as if I didn't know. What was wrong? She almost seemed displeased to see me, it made me wonder if she meant what she said about our friendship two years ago. My train of thought was cut off at the sound of her seatbelt locking in place, like how it was supposed to when the car jolts to a halt, and I noticed that she was halfway out of her car. It made me laugh a bit, glad to know that she was still a bit...forgetful when something happens. She even laughed, naturally, which made me relax. That was until she saw the damage done to her car, and...cursed.
With a groan, she placed her hands upon her head, and sighed. Shortly mumbling something about her tuition. Now I really fely guilty. I was about to apologize again, but she told me to stop saying that, finally facing me. She hadn't changed a bit, at least physically she hadn't. She still looked like the Yaya I knew in school, but her persona changed greatly, I could feel it. Could it have been me? Of course it was, who was I kidding? It had to be, unless it was something else, but I would never know.
I apologized for the damage of her car since she admitted that the accident was her fault, it didn't lower the guilt though, just made it worst.
"It was a piece of junk anyway, I bought it cheap," she shrugged, but I was only half listening, wondering why the police had yet to show.
That was when I noticed blood sliding down her cheek. "Yaya-chan! You're bleeding."
"What?" That came out wrong, I didn't mean to scare her.
"Your cheek." I corrected myself before matters got worst. I wondered if she knew before I told her. I took out a hankerchief and began to wipe away the red liquid.
"Um...arigato, Hikari."

I guess not.

I almost forgot, I had a first aid kit in my car. It wasn't a major wound, but if it got infected it could be. So I told her about the kit and took her to my car while I searched for it, it was in my trunk somewhere. A stupid place in case of an emergency, but I just got the car. After what I thought was hours was mere minutes, and eventually I found it. Only problem was that now I had to dig through the kit for a band aid, and once I fished that out, I smiled "victoriously." She smiled back, again naturally. Good. Sirens blared in the background.
I was about to put the bandage on, but she grabbed my hand, and we looked into each other's eyes. For that moment I saw the old Yaya, but as fast as it came, the moment disappeared once she released my hand. I shook my head mentally and continued as she said, police cars finally surrounding the accident.