Hospital
My eyes fluttered open and I groaned, rolling over onto my back. I flung my legs over the side of the bed and sat up, letting my head fall forward. Man, I did not feel good again this morning. It hand been two monthes since the fight between Kyohei and Rakuto; ever since that night I had been waking up sick.
Placing a hand on my belly, I stood up and walked to the bathroom. I turned on the tap and splashed my face, hoping to alleciate some of the dizziness. Something shifted and rolled inside my stomach, like little butterfly wings brushing along the walls of my belly. I spun and bent over the toilet, emptying the contents of my stomach into the porcelain bowl.
When I was done dry heaving, I brushed my teeth and showered.
Half an hour later I walked into the kitchen, feeling slightly better. Kyohei was shoveling down his breakfast as always. Yuki and Ranmaru were still half asleep, their faces practically in their plates. Across the room, Noi and Takenaga were chatting quietly, occasionally sipping thier coffee.
I grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge, then sat down across from Kyohei. He pushed a plate of bacon and eggs at me, and a glass of juice. "Eat." He ordered.
Silently I stared at the food, stupidly glaring at it. Then the smell of hte bacon hit my nose and my stomach rolled. Again. I barely made it to the trash bin before I was heaving violently for the second time that morning.
Noi's tiny hand patted my back while the other held my long hair back as she spoke urgently. "Sunako, are you okay?"
I stood on shaky legs and covered my mouth with my hand. "I'm fine." No, I wasn't.
"No you are not. You're pale as a ghost." I glanced up as Kyohei walked over and inspected me. "You need a doctor."
My lips thinned and I shook my head. "No." But even though I refused, my body didn't. My knees buckled and I collapsed, landing in Kyohei's arms.
He lifted my up and carried me to his car.
I stared out the window as we rode in silence, breathing deeply through my nose. "I told you I'm fine." I lied once again.
His face hardened and his lips thinned. He spoke quickly, just barely pushing the words through his lips. "You might think you're fine, but for my sake please don't argue with me."
Suprised, I flushed and looked back out the window. Even though we were dating now, Kyohei still had a hard time expressing his feelings. "Fine."
"Thank you."
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Some fifteen minutes later we were sitting in the waiting room, listening for my name to be called. As usual, Kyohei had a bored expression, acting as if he didn't care. He was anxious though, I could tell from the stiffness in his body.
"Calm down." I said, and reached over to take his hand, squeezing it gently.
Just as he opened his mouth to say something the doctor came through the door. "Nakahara."
After giving Kyohei's hand one last squeeze, I got up and followed the doctor through the door, and away from Kyohei.