It was a sunny day in Tokyo, and Hikari and Ami were at home getting ready for their concert the next day.

Ami entered the practice room and saw Hikari dancing and practicing the song lyrics while she twirled, when she saw Ami in the room, she stopped singing and twirling imediantly and acted as if nothing happened.

"Ami!" She said casually "what are you doing here?"

"I heard you singing, you sound good" Ami told Hikari

Hikari looked strange at Ami.

"I wasn't singing" she lied, though they are a duo, she likes to practice on her own with no one seeing her, because she gets nervous and stressed.

"Of course you were, look, we cant preform tomorrow" 

Ami said.

Before Hikari could say something about Ami hearing her sing, she found herself caught by the prank Ami was saying, she couldn't be right.

"What's that about? We had planned it since a while!" Said Hikari

Ami shook her head and showed Hikari her phone, she was on the weather app, and it said the next day was going to be a thunder storm.

"Nonesense, how can you believe that app?" Said Hikari

"Weather apps can never be wrong" snapped Ami

Hikari rolled her eyes.

"We can still preform" added Hikari, smiling

"We can not, we are going to get rained on" grumped Ami 

"And what's the deal with getting rained on?" Replied Hikari "at least its not acid thats raining" she added.

Ami looked ready to explode, her face was reddish.

"You really love to not listen to me, don’t you?" Said Ami.

Hikari was mad since Ami was so mad.

"You just keep saying nonesense. Stop it! You will ruin the concert" Ami got tired and left the room, Hikari went on with her practice, but she could hardly concentrate, she kept hearing 

Ami's words: there will be a thunder storm

¿Could Ami be right?

At the afternoon, Hikari left to go shopping for new white dresses for the concert, she crankily walked along the streets of Tokyo until she got to the shop she was looking for.

Hikari walked along the store looking for white dresses, the only one she found was too small, and it was the only one they had.

Argggh!

wrong store, she had chosen a store with only white dresses!

Hikari stamped out of the store and went for a nice coffee at a café, and went stampeding out of the café, her coffee cup held tightly in her hand, how did she not notice the logo of the store?

It came to nighttime, and Hikari was worn out, she had her arms full of bags even hanging from her shoulders, she had to shop for other stuff too, it wasn't just the dresses.

Hikari was thinking hard about how she had been rude to Ami, and what if she was right? They would have fought for no reason.

She was thinking about it when suddenly there was a plop sound on one of the bags: a tiny water droplet had fallen. Hikari didn’t care and kept walking. But a little later, another droplet plopped on her head, and then another in her hand, Hikari started realizing: it was raining.

With rain pouring down, Hikari walked along the streets. Her orange hair was wet, and she could not do anything.

When she came home, it was late, she had gotten stuck in a railroad crossing, and the train was quite long, she had to drop the bags in the floor, but some things got wet, she even managed to lose a sketchpad that Ami had asked her to buy.

"Funny thing about the thunder storm" Hikari grumped as she opened the door, Ami was seated in the couch, in comfy pijamas, her hair was dry and she was reading some book with a cozy lamp turned on, Hikari would have wished to be in her place that time.

"How was the shopping?" Ami asked her softly, peering over her book. as if they hadn't fought about the concert being canceled a few hours ago.

"Does it seem like i had a good time?" Growled Hikari, trying to get Ami to see her pouring wet hair, the million bags that she still carried in her arms because they were wet in the bottom part, so the floor would stay clean. 

Ami shrugged.

Hikari got furious! Ami was known for forgetting things easily, and for her cheerful attitude. But Hikari didn't forget things that easily, and she would never forget this

Ami looked around the bags from the cozyness of her couch, but didn't see the one the sketchbook was