Tomorrow, A Day In Which Will Not Come -MatsuHana-

Yesterday is Today

I wake up at 9:03 AM and my Akuma asks me to go to the store. I reluctantly agree.

I climb out of bed and pick up a pink shirt with worn white writing off of the floor.

"Meh."

I put it down and go to my closet, picking up a white and pink striped long sleeve and put overalls over it. I put effort into my hair this morning, though I decide just to shower later. I slip on my shoes, no socks like usual, and walk out of my door.

I find a grocery list sitting on top of the key bowl, grabbing it and my car keys. On the way, I decide to grab a cup of coffee, even though I'm feeling pretty good.

I pull into the Starbucks driveway and turn off my car. I turned off the radio when I got in the car, I didn't feel like listening to the music that was on.

I walk inside and get a slightly odd feeling, but ignore it and get in like.

"Uh, excuse me?"

I look up to find a familiar looking black haired male holding a coffee. He looks really familiar. He smiles.

"Hi, I'm Issei Matsukawa."

I look at him, puzzled.

"Yeah, yeah!"

A lightbulb goes off in my head.

"I've met you before! Uhh.. where did I meet you.. I know I know you..."

I ponder for a few moments while he looks at me, perplexed.

"Wait, you remember me..?"

I look up at him.

"Yeah, do you know from where?"

Before I know it, he has me grabbed by the wrist and is pulling me out of the shop.

"Wait, woah, what?"

He stops once we're outside.

"You remember me?!"

He's still holding the coffee.

"Yes. Why?"

I'm confused. He laughs.

"You actually... so... Do you remember yesterday? Or, well, today? Today yesterday?"

I look at him as if he were a crazy person. What in the world-? He seems to be trying to calm himself down. He hands me the cup of coffee. It's a medium hot coffee with room for cream and the name "Makki" written on it.

"Wh-"

"We've met before. We met yesterday, but yesterday is actually today because we're in a time loop of this day and this day only and I thought I was the only conscious one but now."

He looks at me.

"You are? I made you conscious somehow."

I stare blankly at him.

"So, like, Groundhog Day? The movie?"

He laughs.

"Yeah, like Groundhog Day! Only apparently you had the potential to be conscious and by interacting with you, I made it so you are. Or at least are getting there. I think."

I look at the coffee and then back at him.

"This is completely insane, but for some reason I believe you."

He smiles.

"Okay, but why me? Why am I now conscious, too?"

He shrugs and stands up straight. Man, this guy's pretty hot.