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Hanabi wa Owaranai
On a lone rooftop of a deserted school, two idols famous for their stupidity stood, waiting for the last few minutes of the current year to pass for them to greet a new.
Kumi Yagami's heart pounded inside her as she ran around in her mind panicking, leaving the Kumi on Earth dazed and partially unconscious.
Her best friend, Yuria Kizaki on the other hand, was completely distracted by the amazing display of fireworks exploding over her head.
She just couldn't help a small wonder-filled giggle whenever a firework makes the faint whistle noise and the occasional 'boom'.
And, not to mention, she was all giddy because she was watching those fireworks with someone she cared a lot about. Like, a lot.
"Kuuchan, Kuuchan!" She said excitedly, bouncing a bit up and down and turning to Kumi.
Kumi snapped to her senses and clumsily stuttered a reply, "Wh-Wh-Ah?"
Yuria pointed to the sky, decorated by extravagant fire flowers popping and bursting into an array of colors.
"You see?" She grins, "Aren't they amazing?"
A quick arrowshot to Kumi's heart.
This idiot's childishness was too much to handle.
"I-I see. They're round--I mean, adorable--I mean--"
Kumi cursed at herself for her own stupidity.
Luckily, Yuria didn't notice because of how she was focused on the view above her.
Time check: 11:56. A few minutes before the start of the new year.
Kumi's eyes were still fixed on Yuria.
And Yuria's eyes, on the sky.
The fireworks were dying down, making way for the townsfolk to start the countdown with high spirits.
Kumi gulped and loosened the muffler around her neck, trying to rid herself of the nervousness.
This was it.
She closes her eyes, then takes in a deep breath.
"YURIA!"
Yuria jumped and turned her attention to the one who called her, blinking at her confusedly.
"K-Kuuchan?"
Kumi was in front of her, eyes screwed tightly, lips slightly trembling, her fists closed, and her nose crinkled.
"Yuria, I... I LIKE YOU!"
"E-Eh?"
"NO! I LOVE YOU ALREADY!"
"Eh... I-I do too!"
"I LOVE YOU! A-AND I DON'T JUST LOVE YOU AS A FRIEND--I WANNA MARRY YOU AND--"
"Kuumin, I know! You're being too lou--"
"AND I WANT TO DO STUFF TO YOU IN B--"
Yuria.
Kissed.
Her.
Being an idiot who could've covered Kumi's mouth with her scarf, our genius Yuria thought it'd be a great idea to silence her with a kiss instead.
Not only would it shut the girl up, it would also serve as her silent reply to Kumi's loud confession.
And plus, it'd calm Yuria's urges to kiss her adorably dorky senior.
Three birds with one stone.
Noticing that Kumi hadn't moved since she felt her lips touch hers, Yuria pulled away and greeted the older's flushed face with a small smile.
The priceless blush Kumi had on her face reached hotly up to her ears, glowing brightly by each second she felt the lingering feeling of Yuria's lips.
The girl in front of her was about to say something, but whatever she did want to say, it was all drowned out by the sound of hundreds of fireworks going off as a sign of the new year.
Yuria, for once, paid no mind to it and inched closer to Kumi, making sure to be close enough for either one to hear the other.
"I love you too," she grins.
Those words boomed in Kumi's head, louder and clearer than how Yuria had said it.
"I... I... Y-You..?"
Yuria could see a light in Kumi's eyes.
A light even brighter than that of the brightest firework.
She nodded happily, "Yup."
"Then... Then does that mean we're official?"
"If that's what you call it."
"Th-Then, um..."
Kumi licked her drying lips and caught the slightest taste of Yuria's as she was at it.
"Can I... Kiss you again?"
Yuria leaned her head closer, her nose softly bumping Kumi's.
"Sure."
That light in Kumi's eyes shone brighter than before.
She tilted her head a bit and caught Yuria's lips.
Yuria smiled against the kiss and wrapped her arms around Kumi's neck, twirling the older girl's short wavy hair with her fingers.
The passion of the two girls' love was hotter than those fireworks above them.
And much like their love, those fireworks never end.
I just made this out of a weird sketch I made while being bored to death in History class. :v Hope it's okay.