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.

"Yami!" A bright smile and a flurry of red hair came barreling down the street towards her. "I-I'm sorry I'm late..." he panted out, doubled over with palms pressed against knee's. "I woke up late and had to rush out..."

"Well, come here so I can brush and braid your hair..." Yami replied softly, her face expressionless as always. She patted the bench next to her.

Catching his breath, Yuki moved, plopping down on the bench beside his dear friend. "You know, I don't know what I'd do without you." He turned to her briefly, before twisting around so she could fix his hair, nimble fingers fumbling with his clothing nervously. Today was the day, he just knew it, the only problem, he didn't know how to say it.

Yami sat behind him with one leg on either side of him, then scooted clos so her chest was to his bac. Slowly and gently she worked on his hair, brushing it out, parting it and braiding it. Once she was done she slid her arms around his ribs and rested her chin on his shoulder. Whenever she touched him, she always did so very gently as if afraid she would hurt him as if he were a glass doll.

Reaching up, Yuki took one of her hands into his gently, tilting his head to face her. "Yami, I wanna ask you something. Wi-" HE cut off, the deafening sound of their school bell ringing. "Nevermind." He sighed out, wiggling free as he stood up. "I'll just ask you after class, k?" He smiled, grabbing his back pack from where he'd laid it, and darting off towards the main doors. "Yami, c'mon! We're gonna be late!"

Yami picked up her black messenger bag and slung in on her shoulder, she sighed softly as she walked, sticking the comb and brush in her bag. She stared at the floor as she walked as she always did

"C'mon!" Yuki smiled brightly, darting back to Yami and taking her hand, before dragging the lithe female behind him towards the front door.

She followed him, jogging to keep up with him, her long hair swaying behind her as she did. "Yuki! slow down!"

"But we're gonna be late!" The red head whined, doing as she bidded none the less. Once things had slowed down to a dim pace, he turned back towards her, gentle smile caressing his lips. "Did you remember to study? Testing start today."

"Of course I did, I always do." She replied, her hand was in his, her thumb absent mindedly stroked the back of his hand