If Makoto had been told he wouldn't see tomorrow… He would've at least done something memorable instead of going about his normal routine. But now here he was, a ghost, looking at the crash where he had apparently died. At first he couldn't believe it; he thought it wasn't even possible… But seeing his crashed car with all the blood in it really was an eye opener. He had been the only one in the car, luckily, and he was going to meet Haruka, Nagisa, and Rei at a site they were going to camp out at for the weekend… But there had been something that jumped out into the road that made him swerve into a tree… He thinks. At least that's what police are saying. The crazy part about this is the fact that his body was nowhere to be found… Some people believed this meant he could be alive, mainly his family. And Haurka.

Makoto sighed. Haruka…

He had taken it worst of all.

After months of searching police gave up and claimed Makoto Tachibana as dead. Despite not being able to find the body, his parents got him a grave and held a funeral… Even had the casket despite it being empty. A lot of the school showed up, Makoto knew because he watched it take place. He never would've thought he'd be able to watch his own funeral. Nagisa, Rei, and even Gou made speeches. Haruka didn't show though, despite being asked.

Makoto understood why Haruka never came; he knew how hard this was for the raven haired teen. Haruka always relied on Makoto, he'd never say how much he cared and needed Makoto but they both knew. They were best friends; no one could know either of them like they knew each other.

Usually Haruka doesn't show his emotions well, his eyes are what gave them away to Makoto. Everyone had thought when Makoto didn't come to the campsite that he had ditched them. They all brushed it off though and tried to have fun. The next morning when a storm came in they all had to pack up their things and go home. Haruka was the first to leave and that's when he found out. Makoto will never forget Haruka's eyes when he found out about his best friend's death. It looked like right when he was told he had died as well. Even though Haruka didn't know it, Makoto stayed with him as he spent the whole day and night crying. It was after that, that Makoto decided he had to watch over Haru.

On the day of Makoto's funeral, Haruka went to where the crash had happened. Makoto knew his friend well enough to know that Haruka was looking for any clue Makoto could be alive. Makoto frowned as he followed Haruka through the dense forest by the road. Part of Makoto felt bad for always following his friend now, but he needed to know that Haruka would be alright. He was the only one out of all Makoto's family and friends who hadn't started to come to terms with his death. After a long time of following the raven haired teen, they had come to a stop. Makoto heard Haruka take in a shaky breath as he saw something off in the distance. Makoto didn't know at first what Haruka saw until he went and got a closer look.

Haruka had found Makoto's body.

Makoto stared in horror at something he did not expect to see. His body was almost torn apart, and by the knife in his body's stomach, he could make a valid guess that it wasn't animals that did this. From the looks of it, his death hadn't exactly been an accident at all. Makoto didn't have much time to process this as his attention was brought back to Haruka as the raven hair teen started to run off. Makoto saw the fresh tears on his friends face and quickly went to follow.

Haruka ended up being more upset about the fact that Makoto was murdered than Makoto himself. Makoto couldn't even remember his death so he mainly just brushed it aside, knowing that this would be the worst time to have a grudge. That night Haru found Makoto's body ended up being the first night Makoto saw Haru cut. He never expected it of his best friend but it made him realize how much pain Haruka was in without him.

Makoto was now whishing he hadn't watched as Haruka started to tear himself apart. It hurt to see his best friend in that much pain. Haruka started to skip school; the whole place had reminded Haruka of his best friend. Makoto had seen several times when Haru waited for Makoto to come into his bathroom and tell him he was going to be late, just for Haru to realize Makoto was gone, or when Haru looked over beside him in class to talk to Makoto, just to utter a small 'oh..' when his friend wasn't there. Most of Haruka's time now was in the water, not swimming, just floating as his now dull eyes stared off. The worst time, when Makoto couldn't even bare to watch Haruka was when he cut. Makoto never expected his death would take this much of a toll on Haruka.

Makoto wished he could've done something… Something to stop Haruka and tell him how much he had to live for… But he had no influence as a ghost; all he could do was watch.

It was a school night; one Haruka had missed once again. Makoto didn't realize till after that it had been five months since his death. It had taken that short of time for Haruka to break apart… In retrospect, Makoto should've seen this day coming with how Haruka had been acting the previous months. It took a while for Makoto to realize that he had been the most important person in Haruka's life… Haruka's parents were barely ever around, Makoto spent more time with him than anyone else. And now he stared at Haruka's lifeless form.

Before that Makoto had been gone for most of the day, watching over his family for once instead of Haruka. He had just wanted to make sure they were getting better which luckily they were. When Makoto had returned back Haruka was up in the bathroom. He was going to give Haru privacy until he hears his friend sniffling and a 'clang' from something metal hitting the floor. Makoto entered the bathroom to find Haruka in the tub, wearing his bathing suit. Haruka picked up a bloody razor that fell onto the floor; this was when Makoto noticed the deep cuts on Haruka's wrists.

"Haruka… stop…" Makoto whispers, he wished the raven haired teen could hear him. Haruka took the razor and just continued to cut himself more. The water in the tub was already turning red.

"You're going to hit a vein Haruka..!" Makoto says despite the fact Haruka couldn't hear him. He couldn't bite back the worry. His friend had so much to live for and Makoto didn't want him to throw it away. Still Haru kept cutting; Makoto could tell from Haruka's eyes that hitting a vein was exactly what he was going for. It didn't take long before the vein was hit and blood started to pour from Haru's wrists.

"Haru no!" Makoto yelled but it was too late. His friend was slipping away. Tears ran down Makoto's face. Part of him actually started to worry Haru wouldn't end up a ghost like him, he still had no clue why he was a ghost and stuck in the mortal world, he thought he'd go up to Heaven when he died, not this.

When Haru's breathing stopped, Makoto even held his breath. He didn't know what to expect. He remembered how he didn't become a ghost right when he died; at least he wasn't aware then. Haruka probably would take a while to show up, that is if he'd even become a ghost at all. Makoto frowned and sat down by the tub. He very gently grabbed Haru's lifeless hand and just waited… That's all he could really do.

A week had passed, that's when Haru's body was found. Nagisa had come along to check on him… Poor guy, he was pretty upset at the sight. There was still no sign of Haruka and Makoto was getting discouraged.

Haru had died in what he loved… And little did he know the person he loved most was right by him.

Makoto kept thinking that over, even as the police came by and took Haru's body, Makoto stayed in the same spot. Waiting. It wasn't until a quiet voice spoke up that he was snapped out of all his thoughts and worries.

"…Ma…koto…?"