I love you

He whispered these words in my ear. It was the happiest moment of my life. I was in his arms for what seemed to be eternity.

I was excited to meet him the next day... But he was already gone. He went to Japan and left me here in America.. Greaaat.

It broke my heart into tiny pieces beyond repairing. I don't know how to continue my life then. I would always sulk in a corner and sometimes cry. I dyed my blonde hair into black with blue highlights and I started to wear black Gothic dresses. I act like a big emo.

"______, are you alright?" Mom would ask me.

She did not get angry when I did this to my appearance and I just can't help but feel that I'm lucky to have an understanding mom.

"No, mom. He left me." I said, tears falling from my eyes.

"Do you want to go to Japan?"

....I stopped....Japan!??

I stared at her in shock.

She simply smiled. "You'll be studying there.Okay?"

....But I have changed so much already. I used to be a Barbie type of girl but now... I'm a complete emo. Tatsuya loved the Barbie girl not this emo... So.. Is there a purpose for meeting him in Japan?

.....There is. I have to punch him for leaving me. Then I'll live a better life in Japan as this emo girl.

The flight was long that I felt my butt numb but at least I am here already!!

JAPAN, BABYYY!!!! Oh boy, I do love their culture.

I grabbed my luggages and bought a pamphlet that I can use.

First, I need to find my apartment and rest. Tomorrow will be a big day after all...

It'll be my First day in Yosen High......

~~~~~
"So class, we're having a transfer student. Please come in."

My heart pounded as I entered the classroom.

I'm wearing my black dress that reaches up to my knee and black long socks. My uniform won't be given until tomorrow, that's why.

Everyone was quiet as I closed my gap to the center aisle.

I faced my soon to be classmates.

"..._______ _______. Nice meeting you." I greeted, my voice A little bit chilly.

"You write her name like this." The teacher said before scribbling on the chalkboard. "So... Any questions?"

"Are you a goth?"

Oh, that's new. They did not use the term "emo".

"Yeah." I smiled. "I guess so."

"Did you dye your hair?"

"Hmm. Yeah."

"What was its original color?"

"Blonde."

.....I looked around the classroom, scanning their faces... .. There he is.. His hair covering his right eye and that mole just below his eye. He appears to be in shock and all I can do is glare at him...

But deep inside, my heart is beating so fast. I want to hug him.. I want to tell that I missed him. But I can't...

Leaving me is like breaking up with me so he has to face that fact... And I should face it too.

"Earth to ______?"

I broke off my gaze from him and faced the teacher. "Uh.. Yes?"

"Someone asked you how you learned to speak in Japanese?"

"Ah.. Books, I suppose."

"Okay, for the last question...?"

"Do you have a boyfriend?"

...I hesitated for a moment.. I slowly shook my head. "None."

................

The days passed passed by in a blur. I always steal glances at Tatsuya.

Like this day. I managed to catch up with the lessons and the time made it to lunch without me dozing off.

I was busy stuffing my face with melon bread when a figure blocked the lighting.

"_______? We need to talk"

...."I don't want to."

"You have a great Japanese accent."

"So what? And would you please speak in Japanese? We're in Japan." I growled a little.

I did not make any eye contact. I can't stand his gaze.

"You have changed... A lot."

"I know... So?"

"You're temper had decreased"

"I don't care."

"You're not looking at me when we talk now."

"Because I get pissed" and embarassed "whenever I see your face."

"But--"

"Can you do me a favor and leave me alone!??" I glared at him, finally making eye contact.

I was startled with the expression of his eyes. They were sad and distant. I let out a small whimper.

"...Get out of my sight." I whispered, facing down. "..Please." A single tear managed to get out my eyes' grasp. Damn.

".....Okay..." He left my sight.

....I slammed my head on the table. "UGH. WHAT THE HELL!"

I don't know anymore. I miss him so much. I crave for his hug.. I just want to hug him right now... But I can't. Since we broke up after all.

"...Himuro-chin. Do we have practice?"

....I waited for his response.

"...."

"...Whatever." The guy who talked to him walked away, shrugging his shoulders.

"Himuro-kun!"...He seems famous.

"....."

"Himuro-kun?"

"..."

"HIMURO-KUN!"

"Oh, Tachibana-chan?"

."Are you free this afternoon? My friends are planning to go in a karaoke"

...This girl having guts-- oh wait, Why am I angry? I have no guts to do so.

"...I'm afraid I have to pass." He answered. Good. I mean, what!? ... "I need to show ______ around after all."

My head instantly turned to him.

"What the fu--!?" I said.

.....I was happy but I kinda pretended I was not.. Why? Duh. He might get the wrong impression.

The Tachibana looked at me with a hint of hope that I'm gonna reject.... Tch. I hate that look.

"Yes. Do you have a problem with that?" I smiled, tilting my head.

..Crap. Why did I say yes!??

"N-no! None at all! Next time then, Himuro-kun"

I watched the girl's back as she ran away.

"See you after class." Tatsuya said.

"What!? Idio-- I just said that to save you from that Touchy Bandana!" I exclaimed, my face getting hot.

"It's Tachibana"

"It's just the same."

"Look. We're just gonna have a brief talk. Meet me up the rooftop and lock the door on the way."

"...Okay."

I did what he told me and went to the rooftop after class. I locked the door. Well not just because he said so, it's also to avoid anyone seeing use together.

"Tatsuya." I called out.

He turned to me. It's already late in the afternoon,making me see him in an orange hue.

"..______." He walked to me... And suddenly embraced me tight.

My cheeks grew hot with the sudden contact... I crave for his hug... And now, he's giving it to me.

"....P-please let me go." I whispered, tears forming in my eyes.

"...I missed you.."

...And that's enough to make me break.

Tears broke from my eyes' grasp. I pushed him away and punched his stomach weakly.

"WHAT THE HELL!? YOU MISSED ME!? THEN WHY DID YOU LEAVE!? WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME ALONE!? DON'T SAY WORDS YOU DON'T MEAN. SAYING I LOVE YOU AND LEAVING THE NEXT DAY... IS YOUR OBJECTIVE REALLY TO BREAK ME TO PIECES!?? AND NOW... AND NOW..." I closed my eyes. "You..... Left me alone. I was so lonely that I turned into THIS. This... Piece of crap that gave problems to her parents."

....."I do love you, _____. So much. And even though you changed your looks, perspective in life... I still do love you." He bent down and held my hands. "Please... Forgive me... I am so sorry for leaving you. I had my dream and I knew that I have to make a sacrifice... But... Butm. Now I am not sure if it's worth it anymore..... Please accept me once again."

He looked at me with pleading eyes....

.....Should I....Really forgive him?....

......No.

I removed my hands from his grasp. "Work for it. Treat me food, take me home, and Etc etc."

"Huh?"

"Court me." I answered before turning around and walking away.

... I smiled a little.

I'll just forgive him bit by bit.