What I wanted to say
Okay, before we proceed to the actual story…let's have a recap, shall we?
So, far…Misaki is DEAD…
Okay, now that I caught your attention…I know this is pretty sneaky of me…but please read the Author's Notes or a.k.a A/N…some important details are written there…especially if it's me you're dealing with…I know I make them awfully long…but that's just because I put in what needs to be explained…some of you are even wondering what the fuck is this 'sequel' doing…or why didn't just the author put it together in the story? You'll know the reason if you read through the A/N of the last chapter…you'll know why…but if you're just freaking lazy to go back…well, just PM me and get straight to the point…I don't think I need someone to tell ME that I am in a bad mood, right? Sorry, but I know…it's gonna affect my writing…Also…this can't stand alone…it's a fucking sequel…and a continuation, mind you…if you don't like my foul mood…take it out to Rouge(DarkRougeBlacksmith)…she's like my 'closest' friend and having a huge fight with her…just tacks me off…so, I'm sorry if I offend you…
I don't own Junjou Romantica…
===Ch. 1===
===?===
By the time Misaki had gone outside Akihiko's condo, the silverette had felt an uneasy tug…
But he was an idiot for not doing anything…
By the time he had looked for Misaki-after hearing the news of course-, who was supposed to be usually so predictable, suddenly became so hard to find…
And he just had to fucking forget Misaki's coat…
He met Hiroki along the way…
He never give a damn…just to find HIS Misaki…
The temperature was deadly, and dangerously dropping.
But he never seek shelter…
It was snowing…fogging…It was…COLD…
But Misaki had it worse…
A certain silhouette had caught Akihiko's attention…
Misaki was just there…in an alley…curled up into a ball…
Akihiko found him…
Misaki was hugging himself…
Akihiko called out to him…
Misaki had convinced himself that he still saw, feel, what was outside…despite he was long…
GONE…
Akihiko didn't want to believe it…
Misaki was and still convincing himself…that…he was still…alive...
Akihiko didn't want any of this…
Despite their fight…Misaki still LOVES Usagi…HIS Baka Usagi-san…
Akihiko…now, knew… that he didn't deserve his love anymore…
===XxXxX===
Shiel sighed, they had managed to bring Misaki back…
After his life went haywire for FIVE MORE TIMES! They didn't expect that at all…they thought that injecting him with the 'Shyrp' would help…
Shyrp, was a drug newly invented and developed by the Dya Corp. they said that it would bring the person out of their endangered state. Which is recommended to be used on the patients suffering from frostbite… especially if they reached a stage that they are barely in reach… but Misaki had gone through those stages. Shiel wipe the sweat of her face… never in her life that she had thought to hold her breath when trying to bring someone back. Which only seemed to happen when you're doing it for the person you are close with and love…but she love Misaki no more like a brother…but that didn't stop her from going all mother-goose around him.
But now, not only she needed to worry about Misaki…but also for a man who is way older than she and Misaki is…Akihiko…who is literally falling apart. The said man was sedated earlier, when he heard Misaki's life go haywire for the third time! Well, they could basically hear everything after all. Hiroki and Nowaki had done their best from preventing the man to charge inside and get in the way. Which forced Hiroki to say the rudest thing from his mouth that was like a slap to the face to Akihiko.
"Akihiko, get a grip! Go there now and Takahashi's really DONE for!" the moment that escaped Hiroki's lips. Akihiko immediately had flashbacks of his and Misaki's big argument…when he looked for his small lover…and when he had found him in such state… Hiroki immediately regretted it. Shiel who had been aiding her foster-brother, Kun, who has a secret crush on her, immediately glared at the brunette then to Nowaki.
"Hurry up and sedate him before he cracks up!" she barked. Which took Nowaki out of his dazed trance and did it. before Akihiko could get any more depressed. Only then they had been forced to move Akihiko to a different room. Temporarily. Well, even if the silverette is awake. There was no way in hell they'll let him stay in Misaki's room without someone else…knowing the state he's in.
Frankly, Kun and Shiel hadn't expected for Misaki to go haywire on the second day. Which was part of the symptoms. They had explained this to the duo who brought the author and his lover here. Which not even Nowaki had known what they meant. Now did he know what these symptoms were. Nor what their results would be. But seeing the tired, anguished, and concerned looks on the two non-blood-related siblings. He knew that there was more to that. Meaning…Misaki still had a lot to go through…
And Akihiko…
During those, one of them could fall apart and lose themselves…forever…which Nowaki knew…Shiel feared. No, had feared.
===Flashback===
Back in three years' time,
It was just another day at the -?- hospital, Shiel, was aiding her brother as usual…this time, too, an off-season snowstorm had decided to butt in. but if it weren't for that snowstorm. Shiel couldn't have met him. He was the most beautiful thing, no, person she had ever seen. Despite the frostbite, rushing through his veins. For the first time, she held her breath for him. He was dying. They all knew that. Out of nowhere, Kun, her foster brother took out a weird looking syringe, with an odd substance. He didn't took his time to hesitate and plunger the needle in the frozen boy. The boy started to shiver. Then started to violently shake in the bed, trashing about. Screaming. Before calming down. After that encounter, despite the boy still laid asleep, Shiel had checked up on the mysterious boy, dayd after day, hour after hour. Shiel had this weird enthusiasm from nowhere. After two months. The boy woke up. Shiel was the only one he opened up to. But they figured out anyways that he was an orphan. From the same orphanage Nowaki went to. But after two weeks. When he was about to be released. He disappeared. Disappeared from the hospital. Disappeared from the orphanage. Disappeared from the face of the earth. Disappeared from…Shiel…
That was when Kun knew, that his foster sister…had fallen in love for that boy…no one knew the boy's name. Only Shiel did…but she never spoke of him. No one knew who the boy really was…only, Shiel did.
===End of Flashback===
Akihiko opened his eyes, only to be greeted by a dimly lit ceiling. Soon, flashbacks of what happened hit him. His eyes widened, he shot up and looked around the room.
'Misaki…Misaki!' he panicked. Then he heard the door open. His head snapped and turned to look at the person by the door frame, who happened to be, Shiel. She looked up at him. Red irises met with violet.
Tired…
Her eyes clearly stated. She then smiled. But it wasn't forced at all. Tears sprung to her eyes.
"Don't worry…he's fine now…" she said. Akihiko calmed down and nodded. She then dried her tears.
'Miskai's fine…thank god…' then Akihiko looked at Shiel, who seemed to be distinctly worried. Though she hid it well, but not well enough for the author to miss. 'But…what was that just now? That dream… why was it so sad? Why was it that anguish? Was that really Shiel? Was that really Kun?' Akihiko's mind ran wild. 'But…out of all…why did it seem,
SO REAL?'
===XxXxX===
Kun sighed as he plopped down on his chair. He then rubbed his forehead. Groaning. It was really a miracle. A miracle that Miskai had survived. A miracle that he even lived through that frostbite. A miracle that he was able to endure the first symptoms…most patients immediately died during that. But Shiel told him so, that Misaki will LIVE. But what bothered him the most was her tone. And how much feelings she had poured over it. though, that was like Shiel. Only…only...she had used the same tone, expression as on that boy. Just thinking about it made him shiver. It also made his blood ran cold. He shuddered. He didn't like nor want to think about that again.
But Shiel's expression really had him worried. It was almost as if…no, that happened because they let it slip…this time they weren't going to allow it. especially when two or more lives depended on it.
"Shiel…just…just…who was he?" Kun couldn't help but ask.
===XxXxX===
Akihiko laid down on his bed. Shiel had instructed him to do so. Despite him wanting to see Misaki so bad.
Though Shiel did that to avoid getting the man over-depressed. Good thing he seemed to not to remember what Hiroki had yelled at him earlier. Speaking of which. Where was that devil? Shiel looked around, before running down the halls, to a more lonelier, cold, silent halls. Though she did not notice, a pair of midnight blue eyes, following her every move and is still following her.
Hiroki entered Akihiko's room. When he got inside, the author's mind was somewhere far away. Somewhere out of reach. Hiroki cleared his throat to announce his arrival and presence. Akihiko then snapped out of his thoughts, and looked at Hiroki. Akihiko's eyes widened, before narrowing again. He just remembered what the Devil had said to him.
"Akihiko…uh…I…" Hiroki started. Akihiko just sighed but nodded.
"Don't apologize…" Akihiko said, not making eye contact. Hiroki looked at him in disbelief. "You…were right…" Akihiko said. Hiroki nodded. "Hiroki…" Hiroki's head shot up as he looked at his unrequited love. "Do you think that Misaki would…forgive me?" Akihiko sounded worried, unsure. Something that is rare for the silverette to have. Hiroki's eyes widened before narrowing it.
"Well, if he won't I'll give him a big blow on the head!" Hiroki scoffed. Hearing no reaction. "Of course he'll forgive you Akihiko!" Hiroki yelled startling the man. "Akihiko…he loves you more than anything…I've seen that and heard of that." Akihiko opened his mouth to ask but Hiroki cut him off. "Isaka-san told me…but you really need to get a grip Akihiko! Why did you think he did that?! Why do you think that he was spacing out in my class?! Because he was shaken up by your suggestion! So much that he couldn't pin point it! Akihiko! He loves you…" Hiroki continued and ended panting.
"Misaki was…" Hiroki nodded. Akihiko smiled. Though it was small. "Thank you…Hiroki…" he whispered. Hiroki just nodded. Then cleared his throat.
"So…uh…Akihiko…" Akihiko looked at him. "Are you going to tell Takahiro about this?" Hiroki asked. Akihiko nodded. Hiroki sighed. "The signals are back…but they're still pretty weak…"
"I see…"
"So…Akihiko…do you need anything before I leave to look for Nowaki?" Akihiko looked at his childhood friend for a long minute before nodding. "What is it?"
"How's Misaki doing?" Hiroki just nodded and smiled.
"He's fine…still comatose…but he's fine now…" Akihiko then returned the smile and nodded. "Do you want something to drink?" Akihiko nodded. "I'll be back with a coffee…" with that Hiroki took his leave. Akihiko then laid back down. Staring at the white ceiling.
"Misaki…" he called out to no one in particular. When he closed his eyes, another dreading dream strike.
===XxXxX===
Nowaki had followed Shiel in the most abandoned part of the building he never knew existed.
'Just why is she here?' he thought. It was really hard following her. Especially if you have a build of almost like a panda's. then she stopped in front of an old worn down room. 'That room…' she looked around before entering the very room labeled; 246…
===XxXxX===
"I love you too…Usagi-san…" Akihiko snapped his eyes open and shot up. He gasped for air. A bead of sweat trickling down his temples.
"Misaki…" his voice cracked. He closed his eyes shut. 'Stop it! Misaki's fine! He's fine!' he reminded himself. Then again it flashed back before him. Misaki's frail, pale and lifeless cold body. Misaki's lifeless, dull, half-lidded green eyes. The way his tears glistened and streamed down. "Misaki…"
"I love you too…Usagi-san…" Akihiklo then banged his head on the pillow as hard as he could. Despite the pillow being soft.
"Misaki…"
===XxXxX===
"Don't worry…I'll find you a cure...I promise…" Shiel whispered to a sleeping frail, pale boy on a hospital. bed. With an IV, heart monitor, brain activity monitor(you know those things they stick on someone's temple to show if there are any conscious brain activities) and oxygen mask connected to him. The boy had bear a blue-ish black hair. Like Nowaki's. He was clearly thin but not malnourished. Shiel then held unto his hand as if it was her line of life. She squeezed it gently. "I promise…" though it sounded that she was convincing herself to make a determination from it. Nowaki then stood out of his hiding spot, that casted his shadow in the room. Shiel jolted in her seat. She snapped her head. Before sighing. "Oh, it's just you…" she sighed. As she put a hand to her chest like she just had a heart attack.
"Shiel…who was he?" Nowaki asked referring to the boy. Shiel glanced at the boy before smiling a sad smile.
"He went through a frostbite like Misaki did…we don't know where he came from…as no one came to look for him. But…I know…he's just asleep and needs a push to wake up…and I know that he has a relative out there looking for him…even just unconsciously….but wherever his spirit is wandering now…I hope he meets Misaki…" Shiel explained. Nowaki nodded.
"Who is he?" Nowaki asked. Shiel side-glanced at him before reverting her gaze to the boy.
"He's Hideshi…though he refused to tell me which family he came from…" Nowaki nodded. Before thinking over what she said.
"Why did you say that his spirit is wandering somewhere?" Nowaki asked. Shiel chuckled.
"A certain brunette whose spirit is also wandering, told me about that childish fantasy…" Shiel replied chuckling. Though it was from sadness.
"Brunette? Misaki?" Nowaki asked. Shiel nodded.
"I wonder if he noticed though…he said it himself after all…" she whimpered. Nowaki then took this as his cue and went over to hug the girl. Usually the teen would shove him away. But this time she cling to him and sobbed on his soulder. "Misaki…please…come back…and bring him back…" she sobbed over and over.
===XxXxX===
"Misaki…please come back…"
In Misaki's room, no lights were on. Not only but him in the room. Misaki's hand twitched.
"Bring him back…"
Misaki's brows twitched furrowed before relaxing again.
"Misaki…"
Misaki opened his eyes a bit. The brain activity monitor immediately taking note.
"U-Usagi-sa…n…" he rasped before his lids shut again. Despite this. No one saw this. Now knew what happened. But the brunette had more relaxed and labored breathing now. More calm.
"Misaki…I love you…"
Misaki's lip twitched before curling into a smile. The brain activity monitor taking note again. Before it relaxed into a thin line.
"I love you too…Usagi-san…"
(A/N: I hate leaving you guys like this…but my heart, mind, body and soul can't take it anymore! I typed this after finishing my other fanfic of SiH…so yeah…you should know why I'm fangirling…because I am…and I don't want you guys to kill yourselves emotionally because of this tragic story…coz I love you all…and I'm sorry if this is short, and has many scene changing…and my outburst from earlier…I didn't mean that…anways…this is DarkAlchemistAssassin, at your service! CHAO~! Review anyone? Anyway this is a sequel for It's Cold! I hope you liked it! And…I think soon, soon. And AU of this will come! Just a warning and a spoiler! So, whadya think? What about you Rouge? Again, I apologize if this is too short. And does anyone know what the ones I called 'brain activity monitor' are actually called? Cause I have no idea. And Google won't give me the right answer. And I don't want me to whack my brain to look for it over the Encyclopedia books that my family happens to own coz I'm fucking lazy now… and none of my family knows the damn answer…so I hope you'll go along with it anyways…anyway…CHAO~!*I get this feeling that I already said that…*)
