(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.