Really, what was he supposed to say? He didn't deal with his own problems half the time, how was he going to help his girlfriend?

"Gen, its alright. I just needed to rant a bit." Golden eyes looked up at him, one still had wet lashes and the other was being whipped of on her sleeve.

He hated himself right now. He knew he was a terrible boyfriend, he cheated regularly on her with four other boys and never seemed to have enough time to spend with her, to listen to her. He had hardly ever say a word to her since they met. The one full sentence— if it could be called that— was, "Please go out with me." And it hadn't been a question, it was more like an order.

"Genichirou?" Her tiny hands were on either side of his face. Thumbs caressing gently over his lips, she looked worried. "Want to come to dinner with me?"

"Hai." He wrapped his arms around her petite waist, bringing her flush against his chest and kissed her lips gently. Why was he such a jerk? Better yet, why was she still with him?