[Oneshot] Love Like A Shoujo Manga ~Hikaru's Side~
Title: Love Like A Shoujo Manga ~Hikaru’s Side~
Rating: PG
Group/Pairing: Hey! Say! JUMP, one-sided TakaHika, Takabu
Notes: This was written by me for the jentfic_remix. Love Like A Shoujo Manga is such a cute fanfiction, and at first I really find no way to remix it. So I decided to write this cliche that happens in most shoujo manga... :) I hope I did it justice. And sorry for the lack of creativity in choosing the title...lol
Link to Original Story: Love Like A Shoujo Manga
Link to Original Writer: hikarinoniji
Beta Reader: chiyakenyu
x-posted at jentfic_remix
“Hika-chaaaan~” 10 year-old Yaotome Hikaru heard his best friend crying out. He waved when he saw the taller boy running towards him. They were at a park, where Takaki was having his photo shoot.
“Hey, Hika-chan,” Little Takaki Yuya panted because he had run all the way to Hikaru. “Did you wait long?”
“No, I didn’t,” Hikaru shook his head and after a short pause, Hikaru complimented, “You look good in tennis attire.”
Takaki looked down at his clothes, and then, smiled at Hikaru.
“Thank you, Hika-chan,” he replied. Takaki spun around and grinned goofily. “I look good as a sportsman, don’t I?”
“Yeah, you do, Yuya,” Hikaru e said softly as he nodded his head.
“Takaki-kun~!”
Both Takaki and Hikaru looked at the source of the voice. It was Takaki’s manager. The older boy looked at his best friend apologetically.
“Sorry, Hika-chan. You’ll have to wait a little longer.” After Hikaru nodded, Takaki ran back to the other crewmembers.
Takaki Yuya is a 10 year-old child idol. His father was a movie director while his mother is a well-known model herself. Hikaru on the other hand comes from an artistic family. His parents are both a renowned musicians in the musical world, and it looked like Hikaru would follow their traits.
“For you, Yuyan, I could wait forever,” Hikaru whispered to himself.
True to his words, Hikaru waited. Ten years has passed since the day at the park, and Takaki was still as oblivious as ever. That night, they went for karaoke to celebrate. Actually, Takaki was the one who insisted they should celebrate; one for Hikaru’s acceptance letter to Juilliard, and the other reason, had Takaki yet refused to tell Hikaru. The older teen persisted on telling Hikaru during their celebration.
A small part of Hikaru hoped that Takaki would confess to him that night. Hikaru had hoped that finally, after all the years together, Takaki would return his feelings. His heart shattered when he found out the truth though.
“So, what are we celebrating for?” Hikaru asked, after Takaki finished singing his fifth song.
“Ah!” Takaki said, as if remembering their purpose of going to the karaoke place. He refilled his and Hikaru’s empty glasses with soda, and held his own glass high in the air.
“I would like to make a toast to my best friend, Yaotome Hikaru, for being a skilled violinist and landing himself a spot in Juilliard.” Takaki drank to that while Hikaru blushed, muttering ‘it was nothing special’.
Hikaru had not told Takaki but he still hadn’t make up his mind if he should take the offer to study abroad. Then, curiosity aroused once more, so he asked, “What’s the second reason for this celebration?”
Takaki placed his glass on the table and looked at Hikaru with his biggest grin and a sparkle in his eyes, a sparkle that Hikaru knew too well; the same sparkle that was in Hikaru’s eyes when he fell in love with the older guy. Hikaru knew he would dread the next few sentences that would come out of Takaki’s mouth.
“Today, I finally believe in love at first sight,” Takaki sighed dreamily.
“L-Love at first sight?” That was the bomb that shattered Hikaru’s heart. “W-who?” he asked, after finding his voice.
“Yabu Kouta,” Takaki smiled. He began telling Hikaru of the event that happened earlier that day. He began his story by telling how his cover was blown, and he was chased everywhere by fans. He told Hikaru how decided to hide in one little building in the middle of Akihabara, which turned out to be a manga library. He laughed when he mentioned the part where he was embarrassed for the mess that he has caused the owner of the library, Yabu Kouta.
“I’ve never been so ashamed of myself until that time,” he chuckled. Lastly, he told Hikaru how he fell in love with Yabu the moment he laid eyes on him.
“So, you’re really in love with him?” Hikaru felt the lump in his throat returning. Takaki nodded his head,
“I believe so.” Hikaru leaned back, accepting Takaki’s answer with sadness.
Takaki took the two microphones, and held one of it in front of Hikaru. “Come on, let’s sing.”
Hikaru shook his head. “I’m feeling a bit light-headed.”
Takaki looked at his friend worriedly. “Let’s just go home then. Sleepover at my at my house tonight.”
“Sure,” Hikaru replied softly.
Hikaru pulled his comforter up to his nose, staring at the wall in front of him. He could hear the soft breath of the sleeping Takaki. He sat on his knees, peering at Takaki. Hikaru went closer to the older guy. A soft smile appeared on Hikaru’s face. He traced his finger along Takaki’s face, and retracted it when the latter stirred in his sleep, whispering Yabu’s name.
Hikaru returned under his cover, curling into a ball. “Stupid,” he chastised himself.
“There’s no way Yuyan would call my name in his sleep,” he whispered to himself quietly and disappointed. Hikaru fell asleep with tear stains on his face.
The next day, Hikaru woke up a few hours earlier then Takaki. Quietly, he gathered his things and left. He needed time alone, and seeing Takaki would make everything worse.
A few hours after he arrived home, his phone rang and Takaki’s caller ID flashed in the screen. Hikaru rejected the call. Takaki tried a few more times but Hikaru ignored it. Lastly, Takaki sent a text message instead.
“Hey, why did you go home so early? Call me, okay?”
Hikaru deleted the text from his phone. Then, he stared at the documents in front of him. There’s nothing more for him in Japan, he thought. Now that he knows Takaki will never return his feelings. He was about to write a reply for his Juilliard acceptance letter, but stopped. He didn’t want to give up yet; his heart just wouldn’t.
So, Hikaru picked up his phone and dialed Takaki’s number. He apologized and made some excuses for leaving early. “I’ll see you at lunch at the usual place?”
There was a short silence before Takaki replied, “Actually Hika-chan, I was thinking of spending the day at the manga library.” He added in, “You can join me, if you want.”
“Naah, don’t worry about me, just enjoy yourself at the library,” Hikaru retorted. The truth was, he wasn’t ready to meet Yabu. Hikaru sighed, pulling his legs to his chest. Head on his knees, Hikaru stared at the documents in front of him once more.
Hikaru started seeing Takaki less and less ever since the sleepover. Takaki has started spending all of his free time at the library. It has been going on for five weeks now. The older guy had invited Hikaru along lots of time, but every time, Hikaru declined. Hikaru was afraid that meeting Yabu would really destroy him. Hikaru knew, all the time Takaki spent with Yabu, Takaki would fall in love more and more with the latter. Hikaru just knew his best friend too well. Hikaru has accepted the fact that Takaki would never be his. But even so, he couldn’t send his reply to Julliard. His heart just wouldn’t let go.
One day, after coming home from his music classes, Hikaru was surprised to see Takaki sitting on his bed with a determined look on his face. “What are you doing here?” Hikaru asked, hugging his violin case to his chest.
“I need your help,” Takaki announced. He poured the contents of his bag on Hikaru’s bed. There were papers; pencils, pens, etc. “Please help me with my manga.”
Hikaru didn’t say anything but continued putting away his violin; his back turned towards Takaki.
“I was giving him hints for weeks but he didn’t respond to any of it.” The young idol sighed.
“I know how that feels like,” Hikaru muttered under his breath.
“What did you say?”
“It’s nothing,” Hikaru answered, turning to face Takaki.
“So, can you help me?” Takaki gave his best friend a pout and puppy dog eyes.
Usually, Hikaru could not resist the eyes and the pout, but today it was different. The pressures from his parents as well as his music teacher about Juilliard stressed him out. If he had to listen to Takaki talking about Yabu for hours, he might just snapped.
He closed his eyes, inwardly shaking his head. “I’m sorry, Yuyan, I can’t today.”
“But Hika-chan~” Takaki whined.
“I said no!” Hikaru unconsciously raised his voice. Takaki just stared at him with surprised eyes. Hikaru covered his mouth, realizing what he did. “I’m- I’m sorry.” Then, without waiting for Takaki’s reply, Hikaru dragged his friend out the room and said, “Leave,” before slamming the door in his face.
After filling the bathtub with warm water and bath salt, Hikaru went into the tub. He closed his eyes, trying to empty his mind from everything with the help of the soothing lavender salt.
‘I wish I was brave enough to tell Yuyan how I feel,’ Hikaru thought before it all turned black.
“Hikaru! Hikaru!”
Hikaru’s eyes slowly opened, hearing someone calling his name, voice panicked and worried.
“Yuyan?” Hikaru voiced out once his eyes adjusted to the light in his room.
“What the hell is wrong with you, Hika?” Takaki snapped. Over all the years they had been friends, this was the first time Takaki ever raised his voice at him. “Are you trying to drown yourself? If I didn’t return for my stuff and found you unconscious in the bathtub, who knows what might happen.”
“I…”
“What the hell is going on with you, Hika-chan? You’ve been acting weird lately.” He sat on the bed next to Hikaru, holding Hikaru’s hand in his own. “I’m very worried about you.”’
Without a warning, Hikaru smashed his lips onto Takaki’s, causing him to fall on top of the latter. When he realized what was happening, Takaki immediately pushed Hikaru away, and the latter apologized.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t know what I was thinking,” said Hikaru. Takaki touched his lips, still speechless by what had happened. “Maybe you should go.”
Finally finding his voice, Takaki replied, “Yeah, maybe I should.”
Hikaru just stared at Takaki as he gathered the things he left behind. The latter stopped moving when he felt warmth from behind him. “I love you.”
Hikaru’s voice was so soft that Takaki could barely hear it. “I’m sorry, Hika-chan.” Hikaru’s hands loosened around Takaki’s waist.
“Just forget it,” said Hikaru.
“Well, goodbye then,” Takaki told him. He was about to exit the room when Hikaru stopped him by saying, “We’re still best friends, aren’t we?”
Takaki smiled. “Of course.”
After Takaki left, Hikaru slumped onto his bed. “I can’t believe I just did that.”
A week passed by since Hikaru unintentionally confessed his love. He didn’t once seen Takaki since then, but he could guess that Takaki must have been busy creating his manga. He had a lot of decision to make himself too. But one thing was sure, he has decided to accept the offer to Juilliard.
Just as Hikaru was about to ring Takaki’s doorbell, the door opened.
“Hika-chan,” Takaki said, surprised. “I haven’t seen you for days. Where have you been?”
There was a slight blush on Hikaru’s face. “I’ve been busy practicing,” he answered.
“I thought you were…you know, feeling awkward about before,” Takaki said, referring to the incident that happened in Hikaru’s room.
“I promise you it’s not that,” Hikaru stated. “But I do have something important to tell you though.”
Takaki looked at his watch. “Uh, Hika-chan, couldn’t this wait?” He showed Hikaru the manga that he made. “I’ve finally finish it so…”
Getting what Takaki wanted to say, Hikaru nodded his head. “Yeah, sure, go on ahead.”
Takaki grinned widely. “Talk to you later,” he said, and then, started running towards the train station.
Hikaru sighed and took out a letter from his knapsack. He placed it in Takaki’s mailbox before taking a bus to the airport.
Half an hour later, Hikaru arrived to Narita Airport. He waved at his mother when he saw her. Hikaru’s mother asked, “Have you told Yuya?”
“I left him a letter,” Hikaru answered.
His mother gave him a look. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
“Yes mom,” Hikaru replied. “I’ve explained everything in the letter. Besides, he has someone else in his life now, so he won’t be reminded much of his best friend.”
Mrs. Yaotome sighed, shaking her head. “Sometimes I wonder what I’m going to do with you.”
“Just trust me, mom,” Hikaru smiled. Soon, there was an announcement to board the airplane to America. “I guess it’s time,” he said. His mom nodded, and together they boarded the plane.
Hikaru looked out the window as they were taking off. ‘Yuyan, I’ve decided to leave everything behind and started anew. That also means I’m leaving behind all my feelings for you.”
“… It was true when I said I love you. I always have, even since we were children. But you never saw me past your best friend. But it was fine. I never regretted my feelings, even when you end up liking Yabu-san instead of me. I hope Yabu-san accepted your feelings, and I promise to return to Japan with someone who will love me, although I doubt he’ll be able to replace you because you will forever be my first love.
Another thing, Yuyan~ Please don’t be angry with me for leaving without telling you anything. I was afraid that if you knew, I might not be able to leave.
Love,
Yaotome Hikaru
Takaki replaced the letter in the envelope and placed it in his box of treasured items. He looked at the dark, night sky outside his bedroom window, “That’s a promise, Hika-chan,” he said softly to himself, smiling.
Rating: PG
Group/Pairing: Hey! Say! JUMP, one-sided TakaHika, Takabu
Notes: This was written by me for the jentfic_remix. Love Like A Shoujo Manga is such a cute fanfiction, and at first I really find no way to remix it. So I decided to write this cliche that happens in most shoujo manga... :) I hope I did it justice. And sorry for the lack of creativity in choosing the title...lol
Link to Original Story: Love Like A Shoujo Manga
Link to Original Writer: hikarinoniji
Beta Reader: chiyakenyu
x-posted at jentfic_remix
“Hika-chaaaan~” 10 year-old Yaotome Hikaru heard his best friend crying out. He waved when he saw the taller boy running towards him. They were at a park, where Takaki was having his photo shoot.
“Hey, Hika-chan,” Little Takaki Yuya panted because he had run all the way to Hikaru. “Did you wait long?”
“No, I didn’t,” Hikaru shook his head and after a short pause, Hikaru complimented, “You look good in tennis attire.”
Takaki looked down at his clothes, and then, smiled at Hikaru.
“Thank you, Hika-chan,” he replied. Takaki spun around and grinned goofily. “I look good as a sportsman, don’t I?”
“Yeah, you do, Yuya,” Hikaru e said softly as he nodded his head.
“Takaki-kun~!”
Both Takaki and Hikaru looked at the source of the voice. It was Takaki’s manager. The older boy looked at his best friend apologetically.
“Sorry, Hika-chan. You’ll have to wait a little longer.” After Hikaru nodded, Takaki ran back to the other crewmembers.
Takaki Yuya is a 10 year-old child idol. His father was a movie director while his mother is a well-known model herself. Hikaru on the other hand comes from an artistic family. His parents are both a renowned musicians in the musical world, and it looked like Hikaru would follow their traits.
“For you, Yuyan, I could wait forever,” Hikaru whispered to himself.
True to his words, Hikaru waited. Ten years has passed since the day at the park, and Takaki was still as oblivious as ever. That night, they went for karaoke to celebrate. Actually, Takaki was the one who insisted they should celebrate; one for Hikaru’s acceptance letter to Juilliard, and the other reason, had Takaki yet refused to tell Hikaru. The older teen persisted on telling Hikaru during their celebration.
A small part of Hikaru hoped that Takaki would confess to him that night. Hikaru had hoped that finally, after all the years together, Takaki would return his feelings. His heart shattered when he found out the truth though.
“So, what are we celebrating for?” Hikaru asked, after Takaki finished singing his fifth song.
“Ah!” Takaki said, as if remembering their purpose of going to the karaoke place. He refilled his and Hikaru’s empty glasses with soda, and held his own glass high in the air.
“I would like to make a toast to my best friend, Yaotome Hikaru, for being a skilled violinist and landing himself a spot in Juilliard.” Takaki drank to that while Hikaru blushed, muttering ‘it was nothing special’.
Hikaru had not told Takaki but he still hadn’t make up his mind if he should take the offer to study abroad. Then, curiosity aroused once more, so he asked, “What’s the second reason for this celebration?”
Takaki placed his glass on the table and looked at Hikaru with his biggest grin and a sparkle in his eyes, a sparkle that Hikaru knew too well; the same sparkle that was in Hikaru’s eyes when he fell in love with the older guy. Hikaru knew he would dread the next few sentences that would come out of Takaki’s mouth.
“Today, I finally believe in love at first sight,” Takaki sighed dreamily.
“L-Love at first sight?” That was the bomb that shattered Hikaru’s heart. “W-who?” he asked, after finding his voice.
“Yabu Kouta,” Takaki smiled. He began telling Hikaru of the event that happened earlier that day. He began his story by telling how his cover was blown, and he was chased everywhere by fans. He told Hikaru how decided to hide in one little building in the middle of Akihabara, which turned out to be a manga library. He laughed when he mentioned the part where he was embarrassed for the mess that he has caused the owner of the library, Yabu Kouta.
“I’ve never been so ashamed of myself until that time,” he chuckled. Lastly, he told Hikaru how he fell in love with Yabu the moment he laid eyes on him.
“So, you’re really in love with him?” Hikaru felt the lump in his throat returning. Takaki nodded his head,
“I believe so.” Hikaru leaned back, accepting Takaki’s answer with sadness.
Takaki took the two microphones, and held one of it in front of Hikaru. “Come on, let’s sing.”
Hikaru shook his head. “I’m feeling a bit light-headed.”
Takaki looked at his friend worriedly. “Let’s just go home then. Sleepover at my at my house tonight.”
“Sure,” Hikaru replied softly.
Hikaru pulled his comforter up to his nose, staring at the wall in front of him. He could hear the soft breath of the sleeping Takaki. He sat on his knees, peering at Takaki. Hikaru went closer to the older guy. A soft smile appeared on Hikaru’s face. He traced his finger along Takaki’s face, and retracted it when the latter stirred in his sleep, whispering Yabu’s name.
Hikaru returned under his cover, curling into a ball. “Stupid,” he chastised himself.
“There’s no way Yuyan would call my name in his sleep,” he whispered to himself quietly and disappointed. Hikaru fell asleep with tear stains on his face.
The next day, Hikaru woke up a few hours earlier then Takaki. Quietly, he gathered his things and left. He needed time alone, and seeing Takaki would make everything worse.
A few hours after he arrived home, his phone rang and Takaki’s caller ID flashed in the screen. Hikaru rejected the call. Takaki tried a few more times but Hikaru ignored it. Lastly, Takaki sent a text message instead.
“Hey, why did you go home so early? Call me, okay?”
Hikaru deleted the text from his phone. Then, he stared at the documents in front of him. There’s nothing more for him in Japan, he thought. Now that he knows Takaki will never return his feelings. He was about to write a reply for his Juilliard acceptance letter, but stopped. He didn’t want to give up yet; his heart just wouldn’t.
So, Hikaru picked up his phone and dialed Takaki’s number. He apologized and made some excuses for leaving early. “I’ll see you at lunch at the usual place?”
There was a short silence before Takaki replied, “Actually Hika-chan, I was thinking of spending the day at the manga library.” He added in, “You can join me, if you want.”
“Naah, don’t worry about me, just enjoy yourself at the library,” Hikaru retorted. The truth was, he wasn’t ready to meet Yabu. Hikaru sighed, pulling his legs to his chest. Head on his knees, Hikaru stared at the documents in front of him once more.
Hikaru started seeing Takaki less and less ever since the sleepover. Takaki has started spending all of his free time at the library. It has been going on for five weeks now. The older guy had invited Hikaru along lots of time, but every time, Hikaru declined. Hikaru was afraid that meeting Yabu would really destroy him. Hikaru knew, all the time Takaki spent with Yabu, Takaki would fall in love more and more with the latter. Hikaru just knew his best friend too well. Hikaru has accepted the fact that Takaki would never be his. But even so, he couldn’t send his reply to Julliard. His heart just wouldn’t let go.
One day, after coming home from his music classes, Hikaru was surprised to see Takaki sitting on his bed with a determined look on his face. “What are you doing here?” Hikaru asked, hugging his violin case to his chest.
“I need your help,” Takaki announced. He poured the contents of his bag on Hikaru’s bed. There were papers; pencils, pens, etc. “Please help me with my manga.”
Hikaru didn’t say anything but continued putting away his violin; his back turned towards Takaki.
“I was giving him hints for weeks but he didn’t respond to any of it.” The young idol sighed.
“I know how that feels like,” Hikaru muttered under his breath.
“What did you say?”
“It’s nothing,” Hikaru answered, turning to face Takaki.
“So, can you help me?” Takaki gave his best friend a pout and puppy dog eyes.
Usually, Hikaru could not resist the eyes and the pout, but today it was different. The pressures from his parents as well as his music teacher about Juilliard stressed him out. If he had to listen to Takaki talking about Yabu for hours, he might just snapped.
He closed his eyes, inwardly shaking his head. “I’m sorry, Yuyan, I can’t today.”
“But Hika-chan~” Takaki whined.
“I said no!” Hikaru unconsciously raised his voice. Takaki just stared at him with surprised eyes. Hikaru covered his mouth, realizing what he did. “I’m- I’m sorry.” Then, without waiting for Takaki’s reply, Hikaru dragged his friend out the room and said, “Leave,” before slamming the door in his face.
After filling the bathtub with warm water and bath salt, Hikaru went into the tub. He closed his eyes, trying to empty his mind from everything with the help of the soothing lavender salt.
‘I wish I was brave enough to tell Yuyan how I feel,’ Hikaru thought before it all turned black.
“Hikaru! Hikaru!”
Hikaru’s eyes slowly opened, hearing someone calling his name, voice panicked and worried.
“Yuyan?” Hikaru voiced out once his eyes adjusted to the light in his room.
“What the hell is wrong with you, Hika?” Takaki snapped. Over all the years they had been friends, this was the first time Takaki ever raised his voice at him. “Are you trying to drown yourself? If I didn’t return for my stuff and found you unconscious in the bathtub, who knows what might happen.”
“I…”
“What the hell is going on with you, Hika-chan? You’ve been acting weird lately.” He sat on the bed next to Hikaru, holding Hikaru’s hand in his own. “I’m very worried about you.”’
Without a warning, Hikaru smashed his lips onto Takaki’s, causing him to fall on top of the latter. When he realized what was happening, Takaki immediately pushed Hikaru away, and the latter apologized.
“I’m so sorry, I didn’t know what I was thinking,” said Hikaru. Takaki touched his lips, still speechless by what had happened. “Maybe you should go.”
Finally finding his voice, Takaki replied, “Yeah, maybe I should.”
Hikaru just stared at Takaki as he gathered the things he left behind. The latter stopped moving when he felt warmth from behind him. “I love you.”
Hikaru’s voice was so soft that Takaki could barely hear it. “I’m sorry, Hika-chan.” Hikaru’s hands loosened around Takaki’s waist.
“Just forget it,” said Hikaru.
“Well, goodbye then,” Takaki told him. He was about to exit the room when Hikaru stopped him by saying, “We’re still best friends, aren’t we?”
Takaki smiled. “Of course.”
After Takaki left, Hikaru slumped onto his bed. “I can’t believe I just did that.”
A week passed by since Hikaru unintentionally confessed his love. He didn’t once seen Takaki since then, but he could guess that Takaki must have been busy creating his manga. He had a lot of decision to make himself too. But one thing was sure, he has decided to accept the offer to Juilliard.
Just as Hikaru was about to ring Takaki’s doorbell, the door opened.
“Hika-chan,” Takaki said, surprised. “I haven’t seen you for days. Where have you been?”
There was a slight blush on Hikaru’s face. “I’ve been busy practicing,” he answered.
“I thought you were…you know, feeling awkward about before,” Takaki said, referring to the incident that happened in Hikaru’s room.
“I promise you it’s not that,” Hikaru stated. “But I do have something important to tell you though.”
Takaki looked at his watch. “Uh, Hika-chan, couldn’t this wait?” He showed Hikaru the manga that he made. “I’ve finally finish it so…”
Getting what Takaki wanted to say, Hikaru nodded his head. “Yeah, sure, go on ahead.”
Takaki grinned widely. “Talk to you later,” he said, and then, started running towards the train station.
Hikaru sighed and took out a letter from his knapsack. He placed it in Takaki’s mailbox before taking a bus to the airport.
Half an hour later, Hikaru arrived to Narita Airport. He waved at his mother when he saw her. Hikaru’s mother asked, “Have you told Yuya?”
“I left him a letter,” Hikaru answered.
His mother gave him a look. “Are you sure this is what you want?”
“Yes mom,” Hikaru replied. “I’ve explained everything in the letter. Besides, he has someone else in his life now, so he won’t be reminded much of his best friend.”
Mrs. Yaotome sighed, shaking her head. “Sometimes I wonder what I’m going to do with you.”
“Just trust me, mom,” Hikaru smiled. Soon, there was an announcement to board the airplane to America. “I guess it’s time,” he said. His mom nodded, and together they boarded the plane.
Hikaru looked out the window as they were taking off. ‘Yuyan, I’ve decided to leave everything behind and started anew. That also means I’m leaving behind all my feelings for you.”
“… It was true when I said I love you. I always have, even since we were children. But you never saw me past your best friend. But it was fine. I never regretted my feelings, even when you end up liking Yabu-san instead of me. I hope Yabu-san accepted your feelings, and I promise to return to Japan with someone who will love me, although I doubt he’ll be able to replace you because you will forever be my first love.
Another thing, Yuyan~ Please don’t be angry with me for leaving without telling you anything. I was afraid that if you knew, I might not be able to leave.
Love,
Yaotome Hikaru
Takaki replaced the letter in the envelope and placed it in his box of treasured items. He looked at the dark, night sky outside his bedroom window, “That’s a promise, Hika-chan,” he said softly to himself, smiling.