A/N: Definition of FanFic: FICTION (a non realistic story) made by a FAN (an ardent follower and admirer) of another person's work, using that person's ideas to make an original story. As such, the only thing that the FAN owns is their respective original story and original characters; NOT the object(s) of their FANdom.

She ran.

She ran as fast as she could.

She ran, without any regard to the pain that was welling up in her legs or her shortness of breath. She was angry, and worried; two separate emotions towards two separate people. But foremost was the worry. Because the person that she cared about most had just had her heart ripped out, her emotions shattered.

And it was entirely her fault. She had convinced her to act on her feelings, despite the complications that were there. She had pushed aside her own feelings and pushed the girl forward, confident that if it was her, that woman would finally free herself from the shackles that bound her and reach out for true happiness for once.

However, it hadn't gone at all the way she had hoped. Just an hour ago, she had visited that woman's home, intending to see how things had worked out. However, when the woman walked through the entrance alone, and with a dark expression on her face, it was obvious that things had not gone at all the way it should have.

They argued. She was angry that the woman had chosen to hurt herself and the one she felt the world for. The woman had said that her obligation to her family was more important. More important than even the one the woman called her 'petite-soeur'.

And so she left the woman standing there, rushing out into the rain, looking for that girl who had just put everything on the line for a chance at happiness, a chance that she deserved more than anyone.

That's why she continued to run. Even when she slipped and fell in the mud and rain, she got up and continued to search everywhere she could. Until at last, she thought of the one place that the girl would often go to when she was feeling down.

And that's where she found her.

...She didn't know how long she had been sitting there, underneath the tree. It could have been minutes, it could have been hours. It was like time didn't exist as she sat there, her uniform muddy, her entire body chilled to the bone by the freezing rain. She didn't care. Not about the rain, not about the mud.

Not about anything.

All she felt was the pain in her chest, an overwhelming pain that engulfed her. She wasn't even sure if her face was wet from the continuous rain, or the tears that continued to fall...

"YUMI-SAMA!"

The sudden cry was enough to cause her to look up, and the sight was enough to stir up her protective feelings, even under the situation.

"Touko-chan? ...What in the world are you- what happened to you!"

Instead of answering, Touko moved over to her, reaching out with her hand to touch Yumi's ice-cold face. Then, without warning, she pulled Yumi into a tight embrace. "Yumi-sama, I-I-!"

"Shh...it's alright." Holding the younger girl, Yumi stroked her hair, "There's no reason for you to cry. I'm the one who's sorry. I shouldn't have let my situation with Sachiko-sama cause you to worry and see me like this state. I'm a failure as your Onee-sama, aren't I?"

And that's what Touko hated the most. Yumi's angelic compassion. Even when her world was crushed, Yumi would always place those she held dear above her own problems; would always worry more about others than herself. "Yumi-sama, you've done nothing to apologize for! Stop worrying about others! It's my fault! I should have known Sachiko didn't care enough to-!"

Her words were cut short by Yumi's finger softly pressing against her mouth. "That's a no-no, Touko-chan. Don't speak badly about Sachiko-sama. She was right to refuse me. Her family is important; she can't just ignore her duties... She-she..."

And then it all came out. Unable to hold back anymore, Yumi's floodgate opened, the young woman crying into her petite-soeur's chest. Touko held her tightly the entire time, and when Yumi finally finished crying, she helped her to her feet, holding her hand tightly as they walked to Yumi's home.

When they reached their destination, Yumi's mother insisted that Touko take a warm bath and stay the night, which Touko obliged, still worried about Yumi. Neither one of them said a word as they prepared for bed, Yumi setting up her bed for two. Turning out the lights, the two lay down neither one facing the other.

Touko didn't know what to say, she just held onto Yumi's hand underneath the blankets. She felt that Yumi might drift off into further despair if she were to let go.

"It's been a while, though..."

"Huh? What's been a while, Onee-sama?"

Still facing the other way, Yumi's hand tightened slightly on Touko's, "...Since you called my name like that. Goodnight Touko-chan."

Face turning red, Touko turned to face Yumi, still hand in hand as she moved just a bit closer. As she gazed at Yumi's sleeping profile, Touko's thoughts turned back to Sachiko. 'Sachiko-sama, you've hurt Yumi-sama more than I ever have. You've made a huge mistake, and now I won't sit on the sidelines any longer. I only held back my feelings because I thought you would take care of her, but not any more. I won't let Yumi-sama be hurt by anyone ever again, and I'll give her so much love that she'll be able to move past you.'

"Goodnight, Onee-sama."

A/N: This is an idea I had in my head while working on In Need of Love recently. I'm on the fence about making it a multi-chapter story, it depends on how I feel, and if you want me to. Either way, let me know what you think!