Because in reality, I can't run very fast and you can't wait forever. A poem inspired by the movie.

“…but I say it out of love.” Chiaki&Makoto… it's just the beginning… this unbearable waiting… that mysterious painting… Join Makoto as Chiaki lures her closer, on the most elaborate treasure hunt throughout history. Literally.

She'd leapt once. Now, she'd have to walk.

I remembered. I waited for you, but you came. - - - C/M, in the future.

Chiaki has been given a second chance: He may return permanently to the past if he keeps Makoto from discovering how to time-leap. But whenever Makoto's involved, things are bound to be complicated.

He had promised himself, for the good of everyone, but mainly for her, that he would not go back. He would live his life waiting, and if fate had their paths collide, then it was meant to be.

He should have expected it, really. The impossibility of it shouldn’t have hindered him in the slightest to come to the easy conclusion. It was just like her. It was the start. Again. Chaiki X Matoko, oneshort drabble

ChiakixMakoto. I'll run to you, she said. Only, she didn't know how.

Chiaki was looking at the painting he had been wanting to see for a long time till a stranger comes.

The trio had to start somewhere: Makoto, Kousuke, and Chiaki's beginning. Hopefully will include all flashbacks from Makoto's last leap. And more.

Makiaki MikotoXChiyaki Mikoto reminisces on her last moments with Chiyaki

Effects from the Magnitude of a Collision Begun Years Ago -- it was the moment they smiled at each other.

A Picture of White Plum and Camellia and Chrysanthemum. He has never understood it. But he will lie, and his heart will ache as she smiles with hope and happiness and peace with what he has given her. :post-canon:

Time. A word written on a blackboard which caught Chiaki's eye one fateful day. Oneshot, may add one more chapter.

She rolled the device between her fingers, running over the familiar dips and ridges of the well worn metal. It was all she had left of her time jumping days besides her memories. More importantly the only thing she had left of him. TokiKake Makoto/Chiaki

He was supposed to be leaving. But he couldn't. He just stood there, his back to her, her back to him, and he could hear her crying. It tore him apart.