Baji's POV

"Is it okay if I stay the night? I don't mind staying on the couch," I ask Kugi.

She nods. "Of course it's okay. I already told your mom to let you stay. But you can stay in Hana's room."

"I don't think she's gonna want that," I say drying the plate she just washed.

Kugi sighed. "You guys are going to talk right?"

I nod. "She just wanted to wait till after dinner."

"I hope it goes all well kid. I know how much you care for her. She also cares for you a lot. She's just hurt," Kugi says giving me a sad smile.

"I know, I messed up. But I hope she'll understand why I did it after I explain," I say.

We both make our way back to the table and I see my mom is talking. Hana's face is red. I guess I should probably save her from this.

"Okay mom, I think your done," I say grabbing her coat from the coat rack.

She kisses me on the forehead and squeezes my cheeks. When she pulls me in for a hug she whispers in my ear. "Don't mess up your chance with Hana. Make things right."

She pulls away and I nod. She smiles and leaves after saying bye to everyone else. Kugi yawns.

"I'm going to sleep guys. Make sure all the lights are off when you go to sleep. Goodnight," she says walking to her room.

Hana stands awkwardly against the wall. She looks so adorable in her slightly oversized shirt and pants. Her hair hangs down and is wavy. I also noticed she covered up all of my marks, which makes me internally smirk.

"I'm going to grab a jacket, we can talk outside," Hana says.

I wait outside the front door for a while. What am I going to say? How am I going to make her forgive me? It hurt this morning when she left. I was going to use that chance to explain everything. But I guess I deserve that for lying this whole time. It hurts that I'm not able to hold her like before. That she won't smile at me anymore. Everyone else can make her smile except for me. It was the opposite before. It seems like the only thing I can do now is make her cry or upset. The door opens and I see Hana walk out. I follow behind her as we walk around the neighborhood. I hear a lighter and raise my view to see Hana lighting a cigarette. I didn't know she smoked. She probably picked it up through the years. She's the first divison captain now. Mikey asked if I wanted it back but I don't think it's right. Instead, Chifuyu and I are both her second in commands.

"Are you going to talk or am I wasting my time?" She looks back at me with a bored expression.

I notice a playground and pick up the pace. "Let's sit here."

She obeys and sits on a swing. I stay standing. "I left because the only place that could fully heal me was in America."

Her eyebrows perk up in surprise. "I was rushed to a hospital by Mikey. Kazutora took the blame he's in prison right now. From what the doctor said, the wound went straight through my body and it was a high chance of it being opened. So, they sent me to America where for 8 months I was watched over and the wound is fully treated for. I'm lucky most of it was covered by insurance, but for the rest, Mikey paid for it. That's when Mikey brought Draken there and I told them to keep it a secret from everyone. Even you," I look up from my feet and see she's messing with her fingers.

I sigh. "For the rest of the year, I trained and worked. I was in America the whole time. Honestly, I was too scared to face you guys. I was scared you- you moved on."

Her head jerks up to look at me. I don't see any tears in her eyes. She has probably cried them all out. "Are you done?" She asks me.

"I'm sorry," I say in an almost whisper.

Hana gets up. I expect her to leave. But instead she turns around and throws a punch to my face. I'm surprised by how hard she hit, I practically get knocked to the floor. She gets on top of me and continues to hit me. This time, the tears fall out. I guess this is how she lets it out.

"You idiot!" She yells in my face throwing another punch.

"How could you think I moved on? Fuck!" She punches me again.

I don't stop her. This is better than her ignoring me. I also need her to take her anger out on me. It's the way we communicate. She slaps my face, leaving a stinging sensation there. I expect her to hit me again, but she crumbles down. She grabs her t shirt and bundles it to her face. As she sobs, I regain my composure and sit next to her. Can I touch her? Am I even allowed to do that anymore? I hesitate. She grabs my shirt and pulls me towards her, crashing her lips on mine. I'm surprised, so I freeze. She pulls my head closer to her so I finally kiss back. I miss this feeling. Even if she's angry right now. I miss her kissing me. Not drunk Hana. But completely sober. Full of emotion Hana. Only I got to see her like this. She pulls away and tries to catch her breath.

"You are a fucking idiot," she says causing me to chuckle.

"I know," I say.

After we both calm down, I get up and dust myself off. "Come on, let's go home," I hold out my hand.

She takes it and we start walking back. We walk in, the house quiet. I lock the door behind us as Hana turns off the lights.

"I can sleep out here," I tell her.

"You're such an idiot," she says walking to her room.

Does that mean I can sleep with her? I take my chances and walk over to her room. When I open it, it looks almost exactly the same as before. Except for my Toman jacket hanging. I watch as she gently touches it.

"You should probably take this with you," she says softly.

I close the door behind me and walk over to her. I put my hands on her shoulder and softly kiss her neck. "Thanks for taking care of it for me."

She nods. "Come on, let's get to bed."

I smile. "Okay."