(Lightning's POV)

"Sally, could you be anymore ridiculous?"

I asked my girlfriend as we drove, side by side. We had just finished a nice, romantic dinner and we were heading down the long road towards town. It was 2 years after the war, and we were discussing the new racing season ahead.

"I'm just worried about you. I don't want to see you passed out for two months again."

"Hey, we said we weren't gonna bring that up."

"I know, I'm sorry."

We kept on driving until I remembered something.

"Hey Sal? Could I ask you a question about the war?"

"I thought we weren't supposed to talk about it."

"Yeah, yeah I know. I was just wondering, do you know what happened to Scarlet?"

Sally looked, wide eyed, towards me. "The girl they said you were talking to?"

I nodded. She looked sadly at the ground and sighed.

"She was killed. By that guy that shot you. I'm sorry Light."

I looked at the ground. I couldn't believe I was the reason Scarlet was dead.

I sighed and looked back at Sally. She looked at me and smiled a sincere smile. I smiled back and inched forward. We shared a passionate kiss, until I broke us apart, gasping for air.

"I guess we just gotta keep living on, right?"

She smiled at me and nodded. I smiled back and we continued driving. Nothing could ruin this moment, and I was sure I was thinking right this time.