A/N: yay… I managed to finish it on time… it's a bit late though… I have classes tomorrow… :P
So… here you go..
Seika High…
A lone figure, patrolling the grounds… her vision is blurry, her mind is disoriented. Somewhere, inside her… there's an unbearable pain… she can't understand it. The feeling is making her want to throw up… the feeling is making her want to burst… the feeling is… drawing tears in her eyes.
She clutched at her chest.
Damn it
"Misaki-chan!"
"…"
"Misaki-chaan!"
Her head popped up.
"Eh? What's up?" she faked… hoping she did good…
"a-ano… the guys have done it again… they left this 'thing' lying on the staircase and we can't get to the floral arrangement classroom"
"ah… let me take care of this."
She grabbed the damned sandbag, gathered up all her strength… all her power… all the hate and confusion she's feeling at the moment… and kicked the poor sandbag out of the way.
They squealed and hugged her.
"if it's Misaki, she can do anything and everything!"
Misaki's eyes widened. She felt the pain again… it's like a spear was suddenly thrust at her.
She clutched at her chest again.
"Misaki-chan? What's wrong? Are you sick?"
"no, no… it's nothing serious… just a chest-pain… I haven't been sleeping properly again recently… don't worry about it…"
She forced out a smile and walked away.
She whispers…
"no, I can't… I can't do anything and everything…
At first, I thought I could…
I was wrong."
FLASHBACK
…11pm at the park…
"Usui!what could you possibly want to say to me at this hour? And better be reasonable!... dragging me out here… at this time when I should be sleeping!"
"I-… I just miss you"
"ha- - idiot! I'm going back to sleep!"
"no… stay with me for the night… "
"pervert! Give me one good reason why I should"
Her body stiffened when she saw the seriousness in his eyes.
His eyes that were usually grinning with stupidity… where are they?
Her heart skipped a beat… something's wrong
"w-what?"… she managed to talk…
He sighed… he hid his eyes behind the strands of his hair.
"I…"
She waited… his head suddenly popped up with that stupid grin back on his face
"… I'm dying"
A vein pops
"idiot! Don't joke around!" she hits his head.
He grabbed her wrist
"I'm not…"
Her body stiffens, yet again.
"wh-what are you saying?"
He looked away… "the doctors gave me a few weeks to live…"
He pulled her into his arms
She was too busy digesting what he just said, she didn't notice tears falling from her eyes
At night, his words kept ringing inside her head.
'the doctors gave me a few weeks to live…'
she tosses
'the doctors gave him a few weeks to live…'
"I'd give him more…"
A tear slides down her check, onto the pillow.
"you know that I would… if only I could…."
A/N:
Sooo… how's that for a sad story?..
Let me know,…
Reviews please… :D