There was a knock at the front door.
Goto rolled over in bed.
There was a knock at the back door.
She blindly searched around for her blanket, and pulled it up under her neck.
There was a knock on her bedroom door.
She readjusted herself.
There was a yell.
"Goto Maki! I know you know I'm out here and I know that you know that I know that you are in there practically wide awake but still not getting up to answer the door. I also know that you know that I know, we both know, after you still refuse to wake up and come to the door I will open the door causing us to have the same argument we always have about this. You'll say not to open up your door like that, and I'll say to answer the front door or back door the first and or second time and I won't have to open up your door like that."
There was a pause.
The door opened.
"You shouldn't open up a girl's door like that" Goto said as she layed face down on the bed.
"You should answer one of the other doors and I wouldn't have too."
"My you're up early." Goto sat up in bed and looked over at Kousuke. He was already dressed and functioning, which was pretty impressive for him.
"You said we would talk tomorrow. And it's tomorrow now."
"Yeah but I said tomorrow, and this is early tomorrow."
"It's still tomorrow."
She knew that's what he was there for. She didn't want to have to deal with it, but knew she would have to. It was nice, the two of them acting like that. As if it was just because he wanted breakfast or something small. Having a little exchange like that, it made her feel like everything was back to normal. What ever happiness that gave her, whatever hope she got from it, that they'd be able to save themselves, she was worried it wouldn't last.
He moved over to the bed, pushing her knee over to one side, making room for himself. He sat down next to her. They stared at each other for a few seconds that seemed to last for minutes.
"First off, I want you to remember something improtant. I'm the victim in this whole thing. It may not seem like it know, cause last night was a little rough, but I have been nothing but abused and manipulated throughout, so... Remember that."
They stared at each other.
Slowly the corners of her mouth formed a smile. He grined and looked away from her.
It was just like him. He would make a joke before things got serious. That one last second of happiness before things got real heavy. When he looked back at her, it was obvious that what he said next wouldn't be a joke. He couldn't keep it, and ended up looking at somehting on the otherside of the room.
"It just happened. That's not my excuse for everything, but for the first time it happened, that is the excuse. It just happened. After that though, what happened after that, I take responsibility for. When we had that confession slash argument deal a few months ago...I wanted, I guess revenge is the word for it. I wanted to show you what it felt like. To be hurt like that. But then last night, I realized that that wasn't what I wanted. At least not to that extent or maybe even not at all. I've always been indecisive though, huh? Even in school, couldn't pick what my favorite color was. This is kinda large scale though. You're not a color. You're my...my.. You know how I feel about you. And I'm sorry. I'm sorry I kept it from you, and I'm sorry that I... Maki, I'm really sorry that I hurt you. Even though I just said I wanted to a minute ago....I don't think it was true. I don't think thats what I really wanted. I was really confused, and I still think I am about everything. Hurting you, that was just an easy way out. And I took it. I couldn't deal with it. I just wanted to feel better. But, it's like even though the reasons I did it are wrong, it's kinda good that I did it. I've never had somebody and now I do. I guess."
Goto was hugging her knees. He really never did have anyone besides her. Durring what he so elequently called the 'confession slash argument' he explained all that. How he felt about her. Why he never dated someone durring highschool, when there were plenty of girls willing too. Thinking that she would realize it, his feelings, and want to be with him and he wouldn't have any comittments so they'd be able to be together. It was innocent and like something out of a movie. She finally looked at him after preparing her response.
"I just want you to be careful. Miki, you don't really know how she is. I've told you stories but, there's other things. It ironic for me to say it after everything, but I don't want you to get hurt.Even though I've done it before. What you did, and what I did, they don't really compare. You said you feel bad about it. And I know you, I know that you do. But I want you to know that I feel bad about what I did. How I treated you like that and said those things to you that night. I should be the one appologizing, and I regret that it took me this long. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
There was silence.
".... Do you like her?"
"Like her like her, or just like her?"
"Like her like her."
"No. At least not yet. I mean, we haven't really been dating nessacarily."
They looked at each other.
"This is kinda werid, huh?" Goto asked.
"Yeah. You're the only one I can talk to it about though."
"Good. Well not good as in 'haha' I'm the only friend you have' but good in that we can talk to each other about this stuff. Even though it's werid."
"Yeah."
He stared at her.
"I have other friends you know."
"Of course you do, sweetie." She placed her hand on his back.
"Really, I do. You're just the best one."
"Really? Well isn't that nice."
"I mean, like I have a very large group of friends, probably as large as your fanbase, and out of all of them, you're the best one...If anything you should be honnored, it is a very esteemed position."
They smiled at each other.
Things were okay. For now.