A/N: Hello again...

Thank you to all who have read my first and second fanfics. Thanks to all who are willing to leave comments for me to improve myself. This is my first attempt to write a series not just a one shot fanfic.

This time I'm writing about Gii and Takumi for the first time ever. At the beginning, I don't know where to start. When I started thinking about it, too much idea oozing in and I have to type down the trail of ideas and let it grow and blossom...ironically too bad, to put ideas into words and materialise them into plots and chapters...wow I definitely do respect all the best fanfics writer out there...all of you are awesome and terrific in your own style and specialty. How it's going to end...even to start quite a headache? Well... just go with the flow. To all the readers please be patient with me okay...

Disclamer: I don't own Gii, Takumi or any "Takumikun Saga" characters in the story. I only own the story and the name that I invented. If there are similarities, it's only coincidence and my deepest apology in advanced.

Prologue

"Gii is coming home today," Takumi mumbled alone while humming his favourite tune joyfully. As he pushed the chair when he wanted to walk to the sink, he accidently knocked down a glass. Unfortunately the glass shattered as soon as it fell down on the marbled floor. "Ahh... why I have to be so clumsy early in the morning," chuckled to himself, he brought the plate he hold to the sink and returned to pick up the shards of broken glasses earlier. Carefully he picked the larger pieces of glass with his right hand and put it on his left palm. "Ouch!" Takumi quickly examined his right forefinger and noticed blood started to trickle. He stood up and threw the glasses he already picked into the dustbin and put his injured forefinger under running water at the sink. Later, he rummaged into the first aid kit searching for the disinfectant and plaster to stop the bleeding. After that he took the broom and dustpan and finished cleaning the glasses. Glancing at the clock on the wall, his heart bloomed and he almost jingle all the way to his bedroom and changed his attire. He was going to fetch his sweetheart at the airport. Looked at his own reflection in the mirror in a white v-shape neck t-shirt and dark blue denim, a black cardigan; Takumi smiled and exhaled a deep sigh of relief. Checking his face and giving his raven hair one final touch and he was good to go. Finally took his wallet and locked the door.

Once outside, he gazed upon the sky, the passion that both he and Gii shared, admiring the clear blue sky and inhaling the morning fragrance from the early spring blossom. Everything seems such a wonderful day of all days. Everything was perfect except the minor event earlier which already overwhelmed by Takumi's high spirit because his beloved returning from New York later this afternoon. His high spirit was glowing into his motion and radiated through his smile and sparkling in his beautiful eyes. He took his time walking into a flower shop choosing carefully from arrays of flowers and asked the florist to wrap a bouquet of red roses for his beloved Gii. "Flowers for your sweetheart?" the florist enquired and smiled sweetly. Takumi was too ecstatic to answer only beamed widely and nodded once as pink hue started creeping onto his cheeks. "She is indeed a lucky girl to have a romantic boyfriend like you," the florist remark had made Takumi's heart stopped a bit and swallowed it down deep into his heart. He just smiled and left the shop. He did not blame that girl. His "relationship" with Gii is too "special" to be understood by others. She did not know. Once again, he just pushed aside the unpleasant remark and looking forward to meet his Gii. "His" Gii... He grinned. He stride quickly to the nearest subway and headed to Narita Airport. As soon as he found his seat and settled down, he tried to search for his hand phone but was nowhere to be found. He soon remembered he had left his hand phone on the small table next to his bed. The last time he talked with Gii last night. "What happened to me, one unfortunate event after another," he just chucked to himself for his silly mistake. But still his mood was not affected by them.

Finally he had arrived at Narita Airport and stopped at a kiosk selling books and magazines. He bought a magazine to kill his time waiting for his beloved at the waiting area. Gii's flight will arrive soon. He sat down and put the bouquet of roses on the seat next to him and started browsing through the magazine. Once in a while he was leisurely gazing at the people around him, smiling and chuckling definitely enjoying the human activity from a far. Takumi was really enchanted by a little girl sitting on his father's lap. Her shining blond curly hair twisted like Cinderella's hair. Her sweet smile and contagious laughter reminded him of his beloved Gii. He wondered if Gii had a daughter, she will be sweet and beautiful as that little girl. "Eh! Why am I blushing like a woman?" Takumi hid his warm face behind the magazine pretending to read it. Gii's flight should supposedly arrive now. When he glanced up at the board, Gii's flight was delayed. "Nothing happen perhaps, it's going to be okay, Gii is coming home. I can endure 2 weeks without Gii by my side, a few more hours...I should be fine," Takumi tried to calm down and to console his heart which started to drum faster by minute. Trying his best to distract his turmoil feeling, he casted his eyes upon that little girl earlier strived to find solace in that sweet little face. Deep inside, he never seized praying that his beloved will be back safe and soundly to him. His hands started trembling and he put down the magazine. Staring at the roses made him choked and hard to breath. He struggled to calm himself and tried to slowly take a deep breath one after another and manage to cool down a bit.

The clock was ticking very painfully slow. Seconds became minutes, minutes became hours, the other people around Takumi started to be restless and anxious at the same time. "They are maybe friends, relatives, families or even lovers like me. They are all worried. I do understand those feeling. We shared the same worries after all," that was what Takumi said inside his head. He thought he was not alone in this situation and had to be brave. He knew he can do this. Gii had taught him to be brave and able to overcome any obstacle so far since they were both in high-school. After 8 hours waiting, finally the CEO of Japan Airline announced the most excruciatingly dreadful news ever. The flight that supposedly brought Gii home was caught in turbulence of sudden storm and was lost from radar. The shocking news was not only devastating the Japanese but other countries as well. Upon hearing the most shattering news, Takumi felt his heart constricted and sudden pain in his chest made him unable to breath. He grasped the bouquet of roses and brought it close to his aching chest. His panic stricken face became as white as a corpse and beads of sweats started secreting from his sweat glands. His ears ringing and his vision became blurred and total blackness has taken his conscious. He had collapsed on the floor with the rose bouquet tightly clutched in his grip upon his chest. People around him started shaking and asking for response but it was futile. Soon, the paramedic arrived and he was brought to the nearest hospital.

As soon as they arrive at the emergency room, all eyes turned towards Takumi. "Why are the red roses doing here anyway?" one of the nurse asked. "It's very difficult for us to part the bouquet from his clutch, just put it near him later, it seems really important to him," with a solemn smile and pleading voice, the paramedic took his exit after he had explained what had happened at the scene. Takumi was given the standard check-up and was sent to one of the ward. He was unable to regain conscious yet. He is very lucky though, that angel nurse really taking care of the roses, put her extra mile effort to find proper vase for the flowers. The roses adorned the table next to his bed. "Gii...Gii...Gii..." Takumi had barely awake but he kept mumbling Gii's name. The nurse on duty heard his pitiful moan and slowly shook Takumi from his feverish. "Hayama-san...Hayama-san...Hayama-san," the nurse slowly uttered his name. Slowly he regained his sanity and opened his eyes. Blinking his eyes few times to adjust the amount of light entering through his pupil and he suddenly remembered what had happened. He sprung to a sitting position and flustered to get free from the needled attached at the back of his left hand. "Hayama-san...Hayama-san...calm down, relax, take a deep breath. I'll call the doctor and tell him you are awake," the nurse cleverly consoled Takumi and eased him back to lie down. "Do you have anybody you want to tell about your condition? You did not have cell phone with you when you arrive last night. So, we are unable to contact your relative. Do you want me to contact anybody for you?" the nurse tried to make conversation to ease his agitation. "Akaike-kun...I want to see Akaike-kun," he hastily answered. After writing the phone number, the nurse walked out of the room and quickly reported to the doctor and called Akaike.

"Hello, may I speak to Akaike-san please?" a soft voice at the end of the line. "I am speaking. What can I help you?" he replied with a businesslike tone. "I'm calling on behalf of Hayama-san. He was hospitalized since last night," the nurse explained. "What! What had happened to him?" Akaike was too shocked and after the nurse had enlightened him with all the detail he finally calmed down. Later, he quickly dialled Misu's phone number and definitely Misu will tell Syingyoji soon after. Akaike was a bit shaken after hearing the news but did not expect Takumi will be hospitalized. As soon as he saw the breaking news on television, he almost predicted something might be happening to Takumi but assuming he did not receive any call from Takumi, he thought he might be alright. He hastily got ready to rush to the hospital where Takumi stayed. He had already asked Misu and Syingyoji to go there as well because Takumi really need them right now especially when it was related to the most important person to Takumi. He really hoped Takumi's phobia will not relapse like before. If it did happen, only Gii could undo it. "Please Takumi...Do hang in there," Akaike really hope his prayer answered. He dashed to the hospital as soon as possible.

Meanwhile at the hospital, Takumi was given a sedative to keep him calm. Akaike finally arrived at the hospital and went to the counter enquired for Takumi's room and when he reached in front of the door, he slowly twisted the door knob. As the door opened, his gazed drawn to Takumi's silhouette lying on the bed covered with white blanket over his chest. Judging from his pale face with tears streak which were staining his cheeks, Akaike instantly fully aware how this devastating ordeal had casted upon Takumi's fragile heart. "Oh dear...Takumi...Please be strong for your own sake," Akaike felt his own legs staggered and pulled the chair slowly and sit down without making so much sound. After a while looking at Takumi's figure, the sound of the door knob being twisted made him turn his head to the door. Misu appeared with Syingyoji followed close behind him. Misu's face as usual seemed unaffected but Syingyoji's worried face followed by a sudden gasp escaped from his mouth with his eyes wide openned, "Hayama-san..." Instantaneously Akaike put a sign with his forefinger touching his lips to silence Syingyoji. Syingyoji slowly approaching Takumi's bed covering his mouth to stifle his broken sobs. Tears started trickling from the corner of his eyes and his shoulder was shaking uncontrollably. Misu strided with his long legs and quickly pulled Syingyoji into his arms stroking his lover's head and back to calm him down. "We have to be strong and become his strength to lift up his spirit," Akaike spoke softly after a while being silent and was watching Syingyoji composed himself. From the way Misu staring into his eyes, Akaike knew he thought the same thing. Syingyoji only nodded a few time in agreement.

Takumi was stirring from his deep slumber. The rustling sound when Takumi moved had pulled their attention towards him. The three of them stood hovering close to the bed. Takumi blinked his eyes for quite sometimes and from his hazy eyesight he could figure three familiar faces. As his vision became clear, he could not hold his sadness and in between sobbing and hiccup, he kept calling Gii's name. His voice became hoarse. The gloomy atmosphere surrounded them all. Syingyoji also could not bear to look on anymore, despite trying his outmost to be strong in front of Takumi. His own tears were voluntarily oozing down his cheeks. Wiping away his tears, he took Takumi's hands and tried his best to console the injured soul and transferred the only strength he could muster. Both Akaike and Misu were only exchanged their worried fleeting look. After Takumi had relaxed from his tantrum, "What should I do now?" he asked. "We will wait for the news Hayama. The plane was not found yet. For the time being we only can pray for his safety," Akaike tried to reason with Takumi. "You must take care of yourself first Hayama. What are we going to explain to Gii if anything happen to you when he came back," Misu added later. "You can stay with me Hayama-san if you don't want to be alone," suggested Syingyoji. "Minna...arigatou gozaimasu," Takumi was overwhelmed by his friend's thoughtfulness. "We will always support you Hayama," replied Akaike. Hearing how supportive his friends were, hot tears trickled down again instinctively.

After three days hospitalised, Takumi was allowed to discharge from the hospital. Akaike came to take him home. From the corner of his eye, Akaike noticed that Takumi brought back the roses adorned at the table next to his bed in the ward. He did not dare to ask. He just pretended nothing unusual happened. When they arrive at Takumi's home, Akaike swiftly opened the windows to allow air flowed. Meanwhile Takumi straight away went to the kitchen to find a glass jar for the roses and put it on the table next to his bedsit. "Hayama are going to be okay staying here alone by yourself?" Akaike enquired out of curiosity. "Hmmm...I'll be fine. You don't have to worry. I'm okay now," Takumi replied. "If you say so, I'll take my leave now. Don't forget your cell phone again Hayama. Call me as soon as possible whenever you need me," Akaike still unable to leave Takumi alone, more reluctant actually since he knew his nature since high school. Takumi is someone who can keep everything to himself but sometimes his action will lead to another chaos later. He is very lucky to have Gii by his side but now the situation vastly different. Akaike felt responsible for Takumi's well being since he is the only one who knows so much about the "relationship" between Takumi and Gii. As he stepped nearer to the front door, the house was slightly too silent except his own sound of footsteps on the marbled floor. He felt goose bump all over his body. "Hayama...Hayama...Oii..Hayama," Akaike called out his name many times but remain unanswered. He felt worried all of sudden. He swiftly looked around to Takumi's where about. He went to Takumi's bedroom and saw Takumi was staring at the roses and smoothly stroking one of the rose petals delicately. The roses already started to wilt and lost their freshness and turgidity. Gazing upon Takumi and the roses, the similarity that resembled between them were too obvious to everyone who saw the poignant moment. A forlorn look displayed on Takumi's small oval face. Akaike's chest felt constricted and his heart went to the melancholic young man. He did not want to create uncomfortable moment for Takumi. Quietly, he slowly backed away, showed himself out of the house after locking the front door.

Takumi did not even realised how long he had been standing and staring blankly at the wilting roses. The soft sweet fragrance of the roses was slowly creeping into the room. He touched his right cheek with the back of his right forefinger; wet and then the left one with the same finger; both wet. "He is crying?" He wandered why. He looked around and saw his hand phone on the bedside table. It was out off battery. He was moving inanimately connecting the hand phone to a charger and charged it immediately. Later, he started sweeping and mopping the floor. After that, he started dusting all the furniture and polishing all the ornaments and trinkets. Soon, he attacked the kitchen; shining the kitchen utensil and cutlery sunny bright. Last but not least the bathroom, he then had scrubbed the bathroom floor until it was sparkling. When he was wiping the mirror to glow, he saw his own image after three days hospitalised. With dark circles under his baggy eyes, pale haggard oval face; who is this guy? He almost could not recognise the person himself. The more he peered into his own reflection, the more he felt a sudden ache wrenching inside his heart. The pain became more agonizing as time ticking. He tried his very best to contain it inside, his shoulder became heavy, closing his eyes shut, his left hand clutched on the sink for support, his right hand grasping his shirt near his aching heart but his mind rolling the few days catastrophic event effortlessly. Tears started gushing out relentlessly and his body was shaking uncontrollably. Hurriedly he twisted the tap at the sink and shower too. Instantly water oozing into the sink and water started showering onto him. His whole body drenched with cold water. He could not contain the anguish anymore. His control snapped. Drowning in the sound of water splashing, he screamed at the top of his lung and cried out his pain away. He was so weak and fall onto his knee howling, wailing until his voice coarse and no more tears left to shed. He did not realised when he had lean his back against the bathroom wall and both hands hugged around his knees close to his chest where his chin perched on. His body was shivering and became numb because of the cold shower. As if awaken from a bad dream, he stripped off his clothes and rinsed his body quickly. Later dried up his body and wore a red thick warm wool body warmer over a black dress shirt and a pair of loose blue black denim. Then, he made a huge cup of warm chocolate to warm up his body and to satisfy his hunger. While slowly drank his drink, he made a mental note to not ever allowed himself to act senseless and put him in danger anymore. Gii will not allow that to happen to him. At least, he will wait for his beloved to return safely to him. Deep in his heart, his hope soar, Gii's return was only delayed.

Out of the blue, he remembered his phone. He dashed to his bedroom and took the phone, pressed the button to switch on the phone. There were countless miss calls from Gii and his friends, few messages but only one from Gii and last but not least a voice message from Gii. Looking at the dates which shown on all Gii's miss calls, message and voice message, his eyes started to blurr again. His heart beat rocketing, his hands quivering, his right thumb pressed on the selected inbox button, Gii's last message displayed upon his eyes, "Takumi baby, I can't wait to see you love. Miss you so much. Wait for me my dearest baby...mmmuah...(lots of kisses emoticon)." His tears gushed out again. He tears seemed so cheap lately, streaming endlessly down his cheeks. Through his misty vision, he searched for another message; a voice message this time. Even though it will shred his fragile heart into pieces, but he must endure it one more time because he could not stand being not known the truth. Bitter but better for his heart. "Hello baby, I've tried calling so many times. Where have you been honey? I really want to hear your voice...(the sound of Gii's chuckling could be heard clearly) I know we've been chatting all night long, but still here I am, missing your voice already. I love you very much my dear...so much until it's hurt inside my heart...mmuah...," hearing Gii's last voice had taken Takumi's last endurance. Takumi's hand trembled violently and lost his gripped on the phone. The phone fall on the floor and Takumi's legs turned jelly and he sat down on the edge of the bed. After that, he lay down on his bed in foetal position. He cried again that day until he swiftly fell asleep. Once in a while, his weak voice was mumbling Gii's name a few time.

The sun already shone brightly through the panel window blinding his eyes as he slowly opened his eyes. Sudden warmth washed over his face and instinctively raised his palm up covering his eyes from the piercing morning ray. Sighed deeply and stretching his taut muscle due to vigorous sprint cleaning yesterday, he pulled himself together and stood erect stretching his whole length again and bent slightly to the right and to the left. As he stepped further, his right toe was touching something on the floor and quickly he glanced down. He saw his hand phone right away and bent down to pick it up, gripped it in his left hand tightly and let out another heavy sigh. Unconsciously, he sauntered to the glass window, watching the morning sunlight glinting. Takumi was squinting both his eyes as he was peering out through the glass panel blinded by the rising sun, a new beginning started, he must not be the fragile pathetic guy who will trembled whenever approached by others anymore. All Gii's effort will go to waste. He must stay strong for his soul mate, his lover, the one and only Gii. Deep inside his heart, there is a strong will fighting hard for survival, scaling the vines of hope growing into a new growth of vitality. The grumbling sound of his ravenous belly woke him up from the day dreaming state. He took a quick shower, got dressed, took his hand phone (once bitten twice shy) and leisurely amble to the nearest coffee shop. The smell of coffee freshly brewed in the morning mixed with the aroma of newly baked bread hot from the oven made him aware of his upset tummy. As the waitress approached and required his order, he simply browsed through the menu and ordered a bowl of chicken porridge, toast bread with strawberry jam, freshly squeezed orange juice and cheese cake topped with ice cream for dessert. The waitress had walked away after she had taken the menu along with her and bowed with the sweetest smile upon her delicate cute face.

While waiting for his meal arrived, Takumi tried his best not to dwell upon the memory of Gii but his action totally ironic. By sitting in the coffee shop himself, he was really putting himself in the memory of his beloved Gii. His boyfriend love coffee so much. Remembering the sweet poignant moment when they both still in high school, the instant when Gii had first kissed him in front of the whole classmate. He chuckled to himself and his cheeks turned slightly pinkish. Later in the hall that day, when they celebrate Gii's return drinking coffee; again, Gii almost kissed him for the second time in front of their close friend because he wanted to protest Gii's act in the class earlier which cause ruckus in the whole school. They all end up laughing to their heart content. The waitress came by serving the whole set of meal ordered by Takumi and broken his flashback. Flashing his genuine smile and said his thank to the waitress, he slowly eating. In the ambience of Gii's memory, Takumi seek his solace in reminiscence of his sweetheart. For the past four days living like zombie, he had taken his brave first step to strengthen his fort confronting the biggest enemy none other than his own dreadful anxiety which normally eaten his sanity. He really took his time savouring every dish in front of him, finally the dessert. He slowly scoop the ice cream which started melting and relished the cold, sweet and smooth texture of the ice cream arousing his taste bud. Takumi wan enjoying every bit of the cheese cake when the current news on the lost plane was shown on the screen. The spoon was halfway hanging and he unceremoniously drop the spoon back on the small plate, gulping his own curiosity down his throat trying his might to accept the most inevitable news ever. The plane was found at the west part of the peak of Mount Everest. The wreckage was too bad that the identity of any survivor was still unknown and under investigation. A group of mountain climber from Malaysia was the first group to report about the incident. Rescue parties were swarming that area. The extreme condition and unpredictable weather made the rescuing process challenging and fatal. Watching the whole alarming situation, Takumi's face turned pale and his body trembling, and as he want to pay for the sumptuous breakfast, his hand was shaking uncontrollably causing the cashier looking at him anxiously. "Sir, are you alright? Sir! You look unwell," exclaimed the worried cashier. Another waiter approached and brought Takumi to the nearest table and helped him settled down.

Takumi was too stunned to move or to reply. Soon his pocket was vibrated and the calling tone of his hand phone ringing. Aware of the people flustered around him and the ringing tone, he took the phone and answered. Akaike was at the end of the line calling his name repeatedly but he was too shocked to even reply a single answer. "Hayama! Oii! Hayama!" Akaike started to sweat and worried over Takumi. "Moshi...moshi...ano ne," the voice answering Takumi's phone belong to somebody else. "Hello, where is Hayama Takumi?" quickly Akaike enquired. "Ano-san... Hayama Takumi-san was not feeling well, could you please come to Ayano Coffee House," one of the waiter replied. Akaike was terrified something bad could have happened again. He rushed to the intended place and as soon as he arrived, he saw Takumi's heartbreaking state with his head and shoulder leaning against the wall on his left. When, a waiter approached him, he simply introduced himself and his purpose coming. He directly walked towards Takumi, drawing a chair next to Takumi and sit silently. After he had sat down, Akaike took a quick glance around the coffee house and deep down a little bit relief because there were only a few customers around. As he exchanged understanding and knowing looks with a few workers there, he nodded and mouth thank you silently. Akaike was taking his time calming his own heart before trying his best to approach Takumi as delicate as he could muster. Clearing his own throat, "Takumi...Takumi...oii Takumi..." He did not want to touch him yet because he did not know how Takumi will respond to his touch. He called again and again. As if awaken from a slumber, Takumi turned his face toward the voice which had called him and quickly hugging Akaike and cried on his shoulder. Akaike was taken aback with that sudden unusual response from Takumi. Feeling a bit awkward, both his hand were responding voluntarily. In his conscious mind, he was only consoling Takumi. He thought that, Takumi was too distressful until he was unaware of his own action. At the same time, a gush of relief overwhelming Akaike because Takumi allowed himself to be touched by him. That was great improvement.

Well minna... what do you think about my prologue. What will happen to Takumi without Gii? Will Gii be back safely? If you want to know, please do drop your comment. I'll keep on writing if you are interested to read it.

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