So this is my first KaitoxLuka story. I came up with the idea after watching a cute amv. This story will have some hinted adult themes, however nothing huge. So I left the rating T.

Oh and i chose Australia because I live there. ;3 Whoo ! Aussie ! ;)

Hope you enjoy !

~Bridge

Chapter One

The sunset was our favorite thing. Nothing could compare to the sunset. Our sunset. Every single day after school we'd meet up at the big willow tree that was placed in the park outside the school, and then, we'd rush to the big hill at the end of town. Just to watch the sunset.

It must have been the colours. The shimmering pinks and oranges always greeted us, as if to say, "Welcome home." Whatever the reason, it was our special thing. No one else could take it away from us.

"Kaito. Do you think we'll spend our lives together ?" Luka, my best friend asked me.

Now Luka was a strange creature. She was unlike any girl I had ever met. Our first encounter was when we were only five. My sister and I had been throwing paint at each other out in the street, mother wasn't too happy about it, but we were kids and we didn't care. I had noticed Luka turn the corner, and suddenly I threw a whole bucket full of blue paint aimed at my sister. And It would have hit her, however she jumped out of the way, resulting on it turning Luka into a big blueberry.

We froze, expecting the worse. However, something entirely different happened. Instead of getting mad and telling us off like every other kid in our town would. She only poked out her tongue to the side, licking some of the blue paint on her cheek. After registering it was indeed paint, she burst into hysterics claiming how she looked like an "Avatar".

It had been seven years since that day. Ever since then, we had been best friends. And I couldn't imagine my life without her.

Where was I again? Oh right, Luka.

"Of course Luka. We're best friends right?" I placed my hand on top of hers reassuring my words.

Luka seemed a little at ease by my words, however looked still somewhat unsure. "I know, and we are. But what happens when we both get married to other people? My husband and your wife might hate each other, and never want us to see each other again!"

I laughed. Only Luka could have such a crazy thought.

"I'm serious!" She protested.

"Oh come on Luka, that'll never happen. I'm sure we'll be best friends forever."

Luka pouted.

An idea struck my head. I quickly shoved my hand into my pocket to pull out two string bracelets. They were strings of every colour in the rainbow, and woven in a zig-zag pattern. I started to tie the smaller one onto Luka's wrist.

"My mother made these last night. She thought that we needed something to remember each other by. The zigzag pattern means that no matter what crazy adventures we go through, we'll always be close. Like the bracelet, woven together."
Luka's face lit up. She jumped over and tackled me in a huge hug. So huge, that I managed to lose my footing and stumble over, with Luka toppling on me.

"Promise me one day, when we're old and stuff, we'll get married. So we never have to lose each other." She said with a large grin.

I felt my cheeks burn. "M-Married?"

She nodded embarrassedly.

I stuck out my hand in the shape of a fist. Luka smiled in understanding and did the same. We both performed our signature secret handshake that we had come up with when we were six.

"Promise." I said with a smile.

Luka's face lit up. "Great! Then we c-" She suddenly froze, her face looked deep in thought.

"Wait a minute… earlier, about these bracelets, did you say, "Something to remember each other by"?

Damn it.

My heart sunk. I must of accidently let that slip.

"I-Uh.."

"Kaito…" A tone of worry entered Luka's stern voice.

I let out a sigh. "My dad got a big promotion. So.. I'm moving."

Luka moved off me, sitting away from me. "Where?"

"Australia."

"Australia?" Luka yelled.

Her face fell. She hugged her knees into her chest while biting her lip.

"B-But Kaito… That's… ages away." Her voice started to falter.

I felt a pang of guilt. I should have told her earlier, but I couldn't stand to see the way she would take it.

"When are you going?" She whispered.

"In two weeks."

"Two weeks?!"

Luka jumped to her feet, glaring down at me. She clenched her fists tightly, whilst her shoulders starting shaking as if she were about to cry.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" She croaked.

I stood to her level, not looking her in the eye. "I really wanted to Luka, believe me, I did. But I.. I couldn't. I guess telling you would make it more real."

She bit down on her lip. "How long are you staying there?"

I looked up into her eyes. I didn't want to tell her the truth. But I couldn't just lie to her. We had promised to never lie to each other.

"I don't know. Could be forever."

We stood there for what felt like forever, just staring at the grass beneath our feet. I could hear Luka's sharp breaths, her shaking fingers. After a while, I couldn't handle it anymore.

"Luka, I-"

I suddenly was thrown to the ground. Luka lay on top of me again, her arms were wrapped tightly around my neck, and I could feel her tears beginning to seep into my shirt.

"You can't go Kaito." Luka sobbed. "You're my best friend. You can't… You can't..."I willed myself to be strong, and not to cry. Besides, Luka needed me to be strong for her now.

"I wish I could stay Luka. I really do. But… I can't. You know what my parents are like."

Luka unhooked her arms from around me and sat up so she was resting on her knees over me. She wiped her swollen eyes with the back of her hand, her shoulder's still shaking.

I took one of her hands, and laced her fingers with mine. "We'll make these two weeks the best, okay?"

Luka's lip turned into a small smile.

"I know where we can start."

I breathed in the sweet scent that was emitting from the large cottage we walked in. We had claimed it to be our house, seeing how it had been abandoned for years now. Luka and I had spent hours in here, just doing whatever we wanted. We normally raced each other up the small, narrow stairs, or jumped on the creaky, wooden floorboards. But whatever we did in here, it had become a part of our history together.

There was just something about this house. It just gave you the vibe of home. As soon as I walked through the small, wooden door, I felt as if I was home.

"I love it here." Luka breathed. "I could just spend forever in here, just feeling the walls."

I smiled at the young girl. I instantly felt bad about leaving her again. Leaving her alone here felt horrible. Luka had always been my best friend. And yes.. I would admit to liking her slightly.

Okay.. Slightly was an understatement. But I couldn't tell her. What was the point? I was leaving in two weeks.

"Wow." I heard Luka breathe. She was looking outside the window, to the night sky.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her up the stairs. Luka hurried behind me, she knew where we were going.

Where we always went.

Once we were on the second level, we headed into the largest room. On the right wall were two large windows. We both climbed through the last window, me first. On the window were large frames, and on the bottom the framing stuck out for about twenty centimeters, so you could rest you arms on them. I walked to the edge of the frame, to the edge of the house. I placed my foot on a brick that stuck out not too far from the frame where I was standing. The bricks the made up the house stuck out all over the place, which made it easy for climbing. I continued to climb until I reached the roof, where I promptly pulled up Luka to my side.

She found a spot of the triangular roof where we were comfortable, without slipping and sliding. We laid down, staring into the endless sky.

Luka smiled. "I wish I was a star."

I couldn't help but laugh. "You want to be a big ball of gas?"

She playfully slapped my arm. "No, you loser. But.. be something like a star. Something, memorizing and beautiful. To capture the world with-"

"Are you trying to say you want to be really hot?"

"No! I'm saying, I want there to be something about me… a talent or something, that captivates the world."

"Oh."

Luka sighed. "You're really an idiot."

I turned my head to the side to poke my tongue out at the girl. Only then did I realize how different she looked right now. I blushed and looked back up at the sky.

I suddenly felt a weight on my chest. I looked down to see Luka resting her head comfortably on my chest. I tried to hide my blush with my hair.

However I could tell it didn't work by the way Luka grinned when she looked up.

"Hey Kaito, when we're older, and married."

I could feel my face heat up again.

"We should live here."

I frowned. "But, I'll be in Australia."

Luka smiled. I could feel her warm hands lace with mine. "No you wont. You'll come back right? You'll come back for me?"

I gave her hands a slight squeeze. "I'll come running back for you."

TWO WEEKS LATER (That was fast... -.-)

My foot bounced impatiently on the car floor. I leaned over to catch another quick glance at the clock on the radio. 12:34. Kaito's plane leaves in forty minutes.

"Can you go any faster Ron?" I questioned our driver.

"Luka. Hush." My mother scolded.

I slumped back in my seat, firmly crossing my arms over my chest. Keeping polite manners were the last thing on my mind, even though they were always first on my mother's.

All I cared about was seeing Kaito before he left. My mother had carelessly "Forgotten" the flight time and only just managed to get us out of the door an hour after we were meant to leave. If we arrived in the designated area in around twenty minutes, that would only give me around ten minutes to spend with Kaito.

My family had never honestly cared about Kaito and his family. In fact, I guess they saw them as competition. My family had always been known as the richest and most high ranked family in my town. Kaito's wasn't too far behind, which of course, made my family instantly want nothing to do with them. My parents had always been known for their crazy competitiveness.

But Kaito meant everything to me. He was my best friend, and the first boy I had ever had a crush on.

Which made him leaving that much harder.

I bit my lip, watching the flying view from my window. I silently prayed that I would have plenty of time to say goodbye to Kaito, however I knew that it was incredibly unlikely.

I sighed. Today was really the day. Kaito was leaving to Australia, and he wouldn't be coming back until who knows when.

I tried to keep my composure. If there was one thing that truly mattered to my mother, it was manners and composure. However, it's hard to be composed when your best friend slash crush is leaving you basically forever.

I looked up at the rear view mirror to see Ron, our driver, catch my eye. He shot me a warm smile, as if he were to reassure me.

I closed my eyes and rested my head against the window, hearing the soft drum of the rain.

Ten minutes.

I raced out of the car, not bothering about waiting for Ron to open the car door for me. I heard my mothers annoyed cries behind me.

Nine minutes.

My mother stopped to ask the information desk man for directions. She stopped and flirted for a bit.

Seven minutes.

I accidently ran into a person, had to stop to help them gather their things.

Six minutes.

My mother dropped her phone, had to search for it.

Five minutes.

We made it to the boarding station. No one was there. Everyone had boarded.

Four minutes.

I raced to the large window that overlooked the airplanes and the track. I spotted Kaito's plane, it was close.

Three minutes.

It turned to leave. It taxied its way down the track, before revving up the engines.

30 seconds.

I watched as the brilliant plane blasted down the track with ease. My heart sank. I could never say goodbye.

I pounded my fists against the glass, not caring about who saw. I screamed for anything, anyone. I didn't care.

The plane glided into the air like a bird. It was never coming back.

I collapsed to my knees, still pounding on the glass. I knew I must have looked like an idiot, crying hysterically while pounding on a glass wall. But the world didn't matter to me. I was too late.

And now Kaito was gone.

Wow... That plane is really on time. If only they all were like that. -.-

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