Sunao looked down at the motionless, blue-haired boy covered in blood and rain-drenched clothes. Tears filled his eyes as he fell to his knees, grabbing the boy in front of him. "Hashiba", He whispered, clinging onto the boy. Damn it all Ran, why do you have to get so frickin' jealous? Sunao thought. He always hated when Ran would get jealous of Sora just because his lover Yoru was part of him.
Suddenly, a small groan escaped the lips of the blue-haired boy in his arms. Sunao looked at Sora to see that his blue eyes were opening. He let go so that Sora could sit up and started cleaning the blood on his clothes. Sora sat up, wincing slightly from the pain and looked over at Sunao, who was now looking at Sora with excitement in his eyes. Without thinking, Sunao clinged onto Sora hugging him tightly before Sora broke away, trying to recover from the pain. "What the hell is with you Fujimori?" Sora stared blankly.
Sunao moved closer to the blue-haired boy so that their lips could meet each other. They shared a loving kiss for what seemed to feel like five minutes before breaking away for air. "I'm just happy that you're alright Hashiba." Sunao replied.
Shortly after giving a reply, Sunao woke in his room to see that Sora was asleep in the bed next to his own. He stared at him for a moment before letting out a sigh of relief and laying back down on his own bed. Only a dream Sunao reminded himself before drifting back to sleep and letting himself dream without being woken up by Ran's pestering.