Disclaimer: I don't own them! Credits to awesome magazine scans of HSJ, and edited by me, with tools from photoshop :D

Author's Note: this is credited to takasugiriko for plotline/title! thanks to her, i thought of an awesome plot during our conversation 8D, and also, this is NOT really a series, but instead, it's a short series. Each chapter talks about how Yamada met the people he knew.

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Tapping his feet impatiently, Yamada waited for the arrival of the other party that he agreed to meet. He constantly fished out his phone, and looked at the time, before he placed it back into his pocket, and looked around once again.

A tap on his shoulder was felt, and he hurriedly turn behind. "Yama-chan, sorry for being late," Yamada turned around upon the voice, and he just nodded his head, flashing his normal smile to Chinen.

Chinen smiled bitterly, before he grabbed onto Yamada's wrist as they walked off. "Chinen, where are we going?" Without replying, Chinen just continued walking on, without allowing Yamada to ask any further questions.


Yamada stood there as Chinen leaned against the railings of the rooftop, and gazed out. The breeze gently blew against his face, and all he did was to hold onto the railings, as he slowly tried to make up every single words in his head.

"Chinen? Why did you bring me up he---" before Yamada could finished up his sentence, Chinen took over his cellphone, and shoved it in front of Yamada's face. "Don't you have anything to say to me, Yama-chan?"

Yamada looked at Chinen, before he giggled, and pushed his hand off. "Chinen, what are you---"

"I know it all along, Yama-chan. Don't try to lie to me, who do you think I am?" Chinen said, before he took his phone, and started to tap and scroll it. Going to a message, he then placed the phone in front of Yamada's face again.

"This, I do hope you remember,"

Yamada's eyes widened. Since when did he..? Yamada suddenly smirked, and placing his hand onto his forehead, he shake his head. "Chinen, if you have quietly acted like nothing had happened, I would just break off with you quietly,"

"Yama-chan, why?" Chinen asked, as slight tears have surfaced in his eyes. "You all will never understand the pain I've went through, those that got those happiness that belonged to themselve... What about me?!" Yamada shouted, as he grabbed his hair, as though he was going crazy.

Few seconds later, Yamada released the grip of his hair, and arranged his clothing. Just as he was about to speak, Chinen have snatched that right. "I've come here today is to tell you two things. One, is about the matter just now. And two, I want a break up,"

"Break-up?" Yamada started to laughed out hysterically, before he glared at Chinen. "Chinen Yuri, that's my line,"

"No, it's mine. I'm breaking up with you, because I've a girlfriend,"

That word struck Yamada, before he backtracked slightly. "You're.. You betray me?"

"You're the one that betrayed me first, Yamada," Chinen said, as he closed his phone that was on his phone all the while, and slid it into his coat's pocket.

"What's the point? What's the point of getting together with you in the first place when you won't be heartbroken in the end?" Yamada crouched to the floor, as he placed his hands onto his head, his mouth repeating the words again and again.

Chinen looked at him, before he exited the rooftop. "Chii?" a voice was heard, and Chinen have smiled and went over to that girl. "Aiko, sorry, we can go now,"

"Mmm!" the girl replied.


Dragging his feet, Yamada walked around the streets, not knowing where is he supposed to head to. His phones in his bag have been constantly ringing, but he didn't bother to pick them up at all. "What's the point of me living? Why... am I?" he whispered to himself.

That break up had hit him hard, and he didn't know that he would actually be affected by that at all. When he first started this plan, he didn't know that this day would come.

It wasn't in his plan.

Songs and cheering could be heard from all directions. The night was bustling, but all Yamada did was staggered across these night life, without knowing where to go. Finally, he found a bench, and settled down on it.

"Hey," a voice was heard, but he didn't bother to look at it. He placed his wrist onto his eyes, as he leaned back onto the bench.

"HEY!" the voice shouted, which irritated him, as he looked up and shouted. "What the hell you want?!"

"Sorry, it's because you didn't answer me," the person bowed his head down. Yamada looked from his head, all the way till his toe. He was a tall, sleeky guy. Around the same age as him, he guessed.

"What?" Yamada said, too irritated.

"This, is yours right?" the guy said, as he fished out a key holder from his pocket. Yamada widened his eyes, before he checked his pockets. "Ah, thanks," he said, before taking the key holder back from the person.

The person who was standing then sat beside him, and kept quiet for awhile. Yamada continued to try to doze off, but the person beside him made him unable to do so.

"You can leave now, why the hell are you still beside me?" Yamada said, as he got up, and knitted his eyebrows together. The person smiled sheepishly, "But this is a public area, anybody can stay here,"

Yamada rolled his eyes, before he attempted to get up and leave. Just then, a strong strength had grabbed onto his wrist. "I'm Nakajima Yuto, nice to meet you,"

Yamada looked towards  his wrist, and towards the person that was sitting on the bench. Without giving Yamada the chance to answer, the person continued to speak. "Say... what happened with you and your girlfriend the other time? That.. Riko girl?"

"What's wrong? We're fine," Yamada said, smiling at this guy's foolishness.

The person released the grip, and forced the smile. "I see.. that's good. For a moment, I thought you look really lonely even though you have a girlfriend,"

"Shut up, you don't know anything about me," Yamada said, before he turned and walked off. Nakajima have hurriedly chased after him, and stopped him once again. "You haven't told me your name,"

"Yamada Ryousuke, anything more? If not, could you please let me go?" Yamada asked, starting to get kind of frustrated.

Nakajima think for awhile, before he grabbed a paper and pen out from his pocket and started to write something on the paper. "Here, this is my number. If you have any problem, do call me alright?"

"H---" before Yamada could speak, Nakajima have waved his hand and ran off the other direction.

"Who does he think he is?" Yamada hissed, before heading back home.