Yami sat outside of the high school, she and her friends were seniors this year. She sat, waiting for her best friend Yuki. She loved him so much, but she was so afraid that fate would take him from her. Everyone she loved died, and she loved him too much to tell him that she did. She held a comb, brush and hair tie in her hair to braid Yuki's beautiful red hair.

The alarm clock had failed to wake him up. His mother had faithfully reminded him that it was the day he was to go 'grandma's house'. This day was going to be the day. You know, the day he poured out his soul to the bestfriend he'd been around for years. The best friend who made some people think he was gay because of his long hair, which he called stupid since he couldn't ever tame it. She tamed it for him; just like she tamed his heart. Now a senior, Yuki decided it was a new Yuki. This year was going to be different. He could feel it in his bones. The eye pulsed faintly in pain, but he barely noticed it. Dealing with it for years, one gets used to the pain. Arriving at the school, he made a halt in front of the female who he loved; Yami. "G'morning Yami." He grinned, pushing a untamed piece of blood-red hair behind his ear.

"G'Morning Yuki, ready for me to briad your hair?" She didn't smile, she never did though. She sat at one of the picnic tables, straddling it. She gently tapped the space between her legs with the brush, motioning him to sit down.

"Of course. I love it when you brush and braid my hair. It's very relaxing to the mind." Yuki smiled, going to the picnic table and not trying to think with the brain in the the nether region due to the suggestive pose his best friend had put herself in. Getting onto the picnic table, he sat down, with one leg put up against his chest, the other stretched out over the side, hanging down a bit. "How did your evening go?"

"Studied, mostly...and your's Yuki?" she scooted close, her chest pressed to his back as she gently began to brush though his beautiful red hair. "I
love your hair Yuki..." She said softly.

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