He sat with her, holding hands. The cool, autumn wind blew to play with her dark hair. The wet trails cooled in her cheeks to be replaced by new and hot tears.

Wiping it away, the droplets lingered in his fingertips. He tilted his head to look at her as the precious tears were blown away.

Her eyes, once sweetest and gentlest, were the saddest in the world. A smile and pout played a tug-of-war with her supple lips. She was so beautiful in her brokenness. He stared at her hard, analyzing her.

"You're the second most beautiful girl I've ever seen" Hiyuu said while stroking her cheek with his right hand. Aoi looked at him then asked "Then who's the first".

Hiyuu bent his forehead to hers then said "You... when smiling.". He then kissed her lips softly. She kissed him back. After a few seconds, they broke the kiss. Aoi looked at Hiyuu then smiled. "I love you, Hiyuu." he kissed her again. Then he broke the kiss after a few seconds then said "I love you too, Aoi."