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Ami and Minori watched the beach from the porch one last time before going away.
They stood next to each other, shoulders touching, in a comfortable but sad silence.
“When we go back, it’s studying for me, and work and practice for you,” Ami said.
Minori nodded. “These were five of the happiest days I’ve had in… a long time,” she said, turning to Ami. “Thank you for everything.”
Ami playfully bumped into her. “Stop it with the serious face. It’s not like we’re gonna die. We’ll come back here next year. Maybe we can bring whatever new friends we make in college over.”
“Yeah, I’d like that,” Minori smiled softly, looking down to the ocean.
“I still fear for the day we tell Taiga about this. She’s gonna be mad you’re dating me of all people,” Ami commented.
“Don’t worry,” Minori said, “I’ll protect you.”
“I’m sure you will,” Ami leaned towards her. “So, are you going to talk to your parents about us?”
“I’ll try to do it when we get back. Maybe we should do it together; your blinding beauty is bound to make it easier.”
Ami rolled her eyes.
“And also, try apologizing to your friends,” Minori added.
“Why?”
“Because from now on I wanna spend every free minute I get with you,” Minori explained.
“Don’t worry, I can still hang out with the two of them while you’re on practice.”
“You’re not gonna watch me anymore?”
“While I do enjoy it, Minori, it can get pretty boring to just see you swing and pitch for two hours.”
Minori pouted, but she didn’t give her a counter argument. “Hey, Amin?” she asked instead.
“What is it?”
“I know this is silly,” she turned, pointing her pinky at her. “But promise me we’ll always be together. Even if we break up for whatever reason, promise me we’ll still be friends.”
Ami was a bit offended by the implication that they’d ever break up, but she understood where Minori was coming from. She took that pinky and pulled on it with meaning. “I promise,” she said. “But as we’ve already made it like this in the past, I’ll ask for something in return.”
“Whatever you want,” Minori nodded.
“Promise me you’ll never drive a motorcycle again.”
Minori blinked. “Wait, what?”
Ami smirked. “I didn’t tell you because I didn’t wanna hurt your feelings, but Minori, your driving is awful in those things. Did you think I was clinging tightly to you because of love? Hell no, I feared for my life!”
Minori pushed her away with a laugh. “I was trying to be serious!”
“And I am too!” Ami walked closer again, embracing Minori. “Really, you’re awful.”
“Shut up,” Minori said. She still melted into Ami.
“I love you.”
“I love you too.”
Their hug lasted for a while. A long while.
Long enough that, before they realized, it was late and they had to run out the house and down the hill to catch the bus.
But they did it all with a smile, knowing that whatever happened, they still had each other.