The Breaking Point - Kirisuna

Friend or Foe

Asuna's POV:

I'm staying the weekend at the Kirigaya house. Suguha set everything up for me. Even moving Alice into her room so I could share Kazuto's room. I haven't seen everyone in a while, I was glad all was well.

"Good Morning, Kazuto!" I say as his eyes flutter open.

"That's the first thing I wanna hear every morning, for the rest of my life." He said contently, his voice groggy.

"Oh, so no 'good morning' back?" I pout.

He gently fixes my bangs and kisses me sweetly.

"Good Morning, Honey" he smiles. Ahhhh that smile.

Kazuto pulls himself to the side of the bed to stretch, then gets up to the bathroom.

"Hey! Where ya goin?!" I say from the room.

"We gotta get ready. It's almost noon and the family is preparing a Christmas Dinner for a lot of people".

"Oh ok, well what do I do?"

"Uhhh... that's a good question."

"Well, I guess I can help your mom cook. I'm good at that!"

"Alice is already helping, she wanted to learn so Mom is teaching her". Kazuto scratched his face with a finger awkwardly, knowing I wouldn't be happy to hear that.

"What about decorations or the table set up?"

"Dad and I got the table. Suguha has already prepared the decorations."

"Oh... well I guess I'm useless then."

"Asuna, you are the guest, you shouldn't be working anyway."

"So Alice is now family, and I'm the guest? I think I'm gonna get some air". I threw on a sweater for the chill and headed to where I could baste in my disappointment.

"Asuna wait! I didn't mean it like-" and I shut the door before I could hear the rest.

I wandered down the street aimlessly, America was so different. The buildings, the fashion, the food. It's been a while since I've been somewhere that felt like home, that felt familiar. Yet... here, the place I grew up, didn't feel like home anymore. I couldn't go to my house, seeing as I've emotionally abandoned my mother, but going to the café for a sweet treat always put me in a good mood.

I sat down in a window seat, and digitally ordered a coffee cake with a latte. I enjoyed my alone time. Watching people walk by, the smell of the café, the bitterness I felt before had dissipated.

"Can I sit here?"

My head shot up to the familiar voice.

It was Asada.

I couldn't respond to her. The last time I saw her she was laughing at the girls making fun of me, something I thought about often. She sat down with me anyways.

"Listen, I know you would rather not talk to me, but I think we should at least try to be friends again". I was contemplating on even speaking to her still. What gives her the right to force me to talk???

"Asada, we're we ever even friends, to begin with?"

Her face was stunned with redness dispersed on her skin.

"A-Asuna..."

"No. Don't 'Asuna' me. If you were waiting around for me to break up with Kazuto so you could have a chance, even flirting with him while we were together, you were never my friend." I say turning back to the window with an involuntary scowl.