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Chapter 39: Your Eyes on Me! -Conclusion-

No matter how hard I try, I knew I would never understand him. It's like there was this huge gap between us that can never cross no matter the effort. Even when his eyes were the most powerful part of him, there has yet to be even once for those eyes to be on me.

I craved for it. I wanted him to look at me. I wanted him to acknowledge me. To see me as a girl.

I wanted what lies beneath those eyes. It was exciting to know that you are a part of the few people to know what he truly was. I really liked reading him through his eyes to the point I would not mind staring at him throughout our entire time together.

That was what had been in my mind five years ago. Even now, it was still present. Absence makes it stronger. I knew it. For the period of five years, I had only wished for one thing and only one thing. For his eyes to be on me.

Yet, why? Why was it that after five years, the two of us finally reunited, when he had finally looked at me, why could I not understand him? Why could I not read him? I could not bare staring at his eyes because I would only be greeted by emptiness. Blank. It felt so frustrating. To wait this long only yo have this kind of result.

Just what are you hiding Kyouhei?

The breeze that blew past us was as calm as it was soothing. But I felt something off. This calm... it felt like it was the calm before the storm. It was like a sign. A sign that said that a big change was about to happen.

"Say, Kyou-kun~ how did you and Haru-chii fell in love?"

"What?"

"Like I said, how did you and Haru-chii became an item? For someone that had known you for so long and only to find out that you had started dating... I nearly had a heart attack."

"A heart attack or a jealousy attack?"

"A what?"

When I heard he said something like that, I could feel myself heating up but not from anger at what he said but more from the embarassment of the fact that he was right.

"I remembered what you told me at that day."

"Ouh."

So he remembered. My somewhat half baked and cheap confession. I took advantage of his inner turmoil and see where it had got me to. Remembering that, I could not help but feel somewhat guilty.

"I'm sorry for the way that I acted. I should have responded in a better way. So that's why I-"

"You are absolutely right! You called me an eyesore, Kyou-kun! You called me, an idol, an eyesore!"

"I'm sorry."

"Sorry is not going to cut it. You need to do better!"

"What am I supposed to-"

"Hang out with me. After school, hang out with me."

There was a moment of silence as the breeze had yet again blew past us. My hair flutters to the side and so was his. His bangs was sweeping his face and by the time he looked up and opened his eyes, I felt that at that very moment, I had begun to reunderstand him. He firmly nodded. With a small grin he nodded. All the while his eyes held one vibrant emotion.

Understandment.

I knew I was running away from it. I knew it very well. I felt terrible doing it. However, when Kyouhei looked at me with those understanding eyes I knew it was okay. I knew I should not feel terrible... just this once, I should be selfish.

"I'm sorry Haru but for today, I'll be having Kyou all to myself~"

"Eh?! B- but... it's okay..."