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Valentine's Day. A day where couples would be hopelessly romantic with each other. The cliché mini chocolates in a heart-shaped box, teddy bears, fancy dinners... and maybe even more than that. Not that Hachi would take it that far.
Yasu, Nobu, Shinichi, and Misato were visiting the apartment after another one of the band's successful gigs. Cigarettes being lit, laughter heard throughout the room, instrument cases laid on the floor... yet Hachi was isolating herself in her room. Maybe it was because she was jealous of Misato's relationship with Nana, or for more personal reasons. "I can't run away from this forever..." She has started to come to terms with her sexuality after realizing having sexual fantasies involving your same-sex roommate was odd. Very odd.
Except she’s not quite there yet. She still persists on going on dates with guys just because they were attractive. The question she never asks herself though is, is she attracted to them?
“Nana, thank you for inviting me to the band’s gig,” Misato said. "No, thank you Misato for coming. Your parents are probably worried that you’re coming to Tokyo a lot nowadays.”
“They’re not,” Misato says with a smile.
Misato waves before leaving the apartment, leaving Yasu, Nobu, and Shinichi still inside.
“Y’know Nana… what’d you say if I stay here for the night–”
“You’re drunk Nobu, go home!”
"But I'm not... I'm not.. hic- drunk..."
Who was he fooling? He was definitely drunk.
"Nana, please do not worry. I'll take him out the apartment for tonight." Yasu apologized, holding Nobu's hand and dragging him towards the door. "Y-Yasu... what are you... you doing...?" A loud sigh and drunken laughter could be heard as they leave.
The front door shuts, and the apartment is filled with silence.
"Hachi? You okay in there?"
"Oh.. yeah! I'm doing fine!" Lies. Knowing Hachi, Nana knows when she's going through things. Usually involving her falling for another mediocre guy, or when she got heartbroken by Shion. That situation was definitely something that negatively affected her.
"You know you can't lie to me."
The doorknob turns, and the door opens as Nana walks inside. The fire from her lighter could be seen. Hachi was used seeing her with a cigarette in her mouth.
"Lights on or off?"
"On, I doubt you'll be able to see in here."
The lights switch on, revealing Hachi sitting on her bed, hugging a heart-shaped box close to her. Something on her mind had to be important enough to have her staring into nothing for the past hour. "Lemme guess, that box is for another boy you've gone heads over heels for."
“I haven’t met another man for now. Whether I want to meet one though… it’s complicated.” Hachi wasn’t lying about that, but she’d probably go on a date with one as soon as next week. That’s how it’d always be. Go on a date with a boy—it doesn’t work out. Weep over it for a day or two, repeat. “Who’s it for then? Some dude at some bar? A guy at the grocery store? Or maybe that one guy—”
“None of them.”
Nana sighs before saying, “I understand, you wanna keep this a secret, which I am okay with. I’ll just leave and we’ll discuss this whenever you want, okay?”
“What if I say it’s actually not for a guy?”
Nana’s eyes widened for a moment.
“It’s actually for um…” Hachi pauses, “for you…”
Hachi blushes from embarrassment and hugs the box tighter. “I’m so sorry! I.. I just… it happened. We met on that train, coincidentally became roommates, and then I developed feelings for you.”
Silence. Nana opened her mouth to say something, but all that came out was a small gasp. Since when did she have an interest in girls? Nana would always see Hachi dressing nicely for a date for many guys. Needless to say, she never went on a second date with the majority of them. Before the atmosphere became too awkward, Hachi continued.
“Nana… I like you. Remember when Shion cheated on me and you stood up for me? I probably wouldn’t be alive right now if it wasn’t for you.” Hachi confessed. "Even though we're both girls—"
Nana impulsively places her lips onto Hachi's, shutting her up. Nana's lips were soft, but had the taste of cigarettes combined with cherry lipstick. Hachi strangely liked it. The kiss expressed Nana’s thoughts and feelings—something words alone couldn’t describe. Maybe there were fireworks, maybe there weren’t. The heart-shaped box was quickly forgotten about, as the two were now focused on each other. Hachi was starting to want more, and so was Nana, and they both knew that. But Nana breaks off the kiss, with both women panting heavily.
"Nonsense… So what if we're both girls?"
"We're both supposed to be with guys. Date one, marry one, create a family with one—"
"Yet you didn't hesitate in kissing me back." Nana interrupted. "The same could be said for last time." Last time. When Nana held her chin and kissed her on the lips, not caring if Nobu saw. That was long into the past, though. Nana didn't even mention it after that, so neither did her. Hachi didn't want to confront and admit her own feelings, but the kiss clearly awakened something inside of her. She would catch herself admiring Nana, or staring at her lips.
Hachi was blushing in silence, hands still held by Nana’s. She was flustered to the point where staring into Nana’s eyes was difficult. But they were beautiful. Nana was beautiful.
"You're used to dating men, even if things didn't quite work out" Nana pointed out. "What about girls?" The answer was clear to both of them. Nana wasn't surprised, even from when she first started to get familiar with her, but Hachi on the other hand was.
"You are right, though," Hachi admits.
They lean closer, giving each other a kiss again. But this kiss was more soft rather than filled with lust last like the last one. The now extinguished cigarette that was in Nana's hand was thrown to the side, with her focus being on Hachi. This time, Hachi pulls away, flustered. They both adjust their positions on the bed to be more comfortable, leaving space between where they were sitting.
"Hey, what happened to that box you had? You were hugging so close... I wonder if you were imagining it to be me," Nana said in a teasing tone, smirking. "I wasn't imagining it to be you! You're sounding as if you wanted me to do that!"
"But the bed is too comfortable for me to get out...” Hachi groaned, pulling the bed sheets over herself. "Wow, you're not even gonna give me my gift," Nana fake cried. “You act like that after having a full-on makeout session with me,” Hachi points out.
“Hey! You’re acting as if you weren’t just about to strip the two of us.”
“I wish I did, actually.”
“What?”
“Nothing.”
Hachi gives Nana the box from her hands. Nana opens the box and places the lid onto the bed. Two keychains—both had the name "Nana" but one was pink while the other was black. They both had flowers, the pink one having daisies and the black one having broken roses with thorns.
"Do you... like it? I didn't want to do the typical mini chocolates... and I don't think you're a teddy bear person..." Hachi said in a low tone. She was obviously sleepy.
"I love it," Nana said, examining the two keychains in her hands. “Broken roses…”
I need your love, I'm a broken rose...
"I did perform that song a lot... I wonder if she has all of the lyrics memorized..." Nana mumbled, yawning afterwards. "I think I need to go to bed... goodnight Hachi."
She didn't hear a word.
“Hachi?”
Her only responses were quiet snores.
“Of course she fell asleep... or not.” Nana mentioned. She quietly gets up from the bed, trying not to wake her up. “Love you, Hachi," She said before walking out of her bedroom.
A small grin grew on Hachi's face, despite being asleep.