First fanfiction ever... I'm still new. I hope I don't drop this, though.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sukisho / Sukisyo (Suki na Mono wa Suki Dakara Shōganai) or any of the characters.

Warning : This is a BL (Boy's Love) stories. May contain spoiler.

Bold - Ran's voice through Sunao's head.

Italic - Some lines from the manga and addition from mine. (Also Aizawa's call)

Sometimes when I saw you, you look so lonely...

Like a flower, like a moon fragment...

The collection of spilled water drops...

And I can't take my eyes off of you.

"Fujimori? Oi, wake up or you're going to be late." The blue haired boy shook his companion lightly. The other, the small fragile looking pink haired. Sleeping lightly. Like a sleeping princess. Whose dream was not to be disturbed. That was what he thought when he looked as the curled boy. But that thought changed as he heard him mutter something. "O-kaa-san.. Kuu-chan... why..." The other boy's breath started to pace. Tears rolled down from the pink haired. Sniffling and crying. The sleeping boy's grip started to become harder and harder. As if he was going to tore his own pillow. "...Fujimori? Are you alright? Hey, wake up." Sora shook the other boy hardly. Trying to get the other boy out of his nightmare. Or whatever he is dreaming about. Him mumbling kuu-chan was pretty often. But never once Sora ever heard him mumbling about his mother. Did something happen?

"...Hashiba?" The boy mumbled as he opened his eyes. He wiped the sweat and the tears with his backhand, and then stared at the floor sadly. "Ohayou, Fujimori. Did something happen? You're... freaking me out just now." The blue haired boy said as he sat next to the pink haired. Who just stared and then mumbled a reply. "It's nothing..." he said.

"You can't lie to me. Fujimori, I know you're having a nightmare. You know, you can just talk to me... or to Nanami-sensei..."

"It's fine already." The pink haired boy said as he slammed the door and went to the bathroom.

"...What's with him? So not cute..." He said to himself and get himself a bath.

A silent flower that won't let its petals bloom

"Ohayou~ Sora! A-re? Where's Nao kun?" The long blond haired boy patted his childhood friend's back as he greeted. Surprised with Sora walking alone since he usually went to the school along with Sunao. "Good morning, Matsuri. If you're asking about Fujimori, He went before me. Maybe he's in the class already..." The boy replied. Well, to his surprise, it wasn't often that he would find Sora walked alone. Especially after the incident with Aizawa. Sora usually took a good hold of Sunao. But just today, the blue haired just let go of the pink haired.

As the two arrived at their class, they immediately moved to their seats. Matsuri at the faraway seats on the back, and Sora near the window. But Sunao was nowhere to be found. Not even his bag was there. "Huh? He's not here yet? But I thought he went out first..." Muttered the bluenette as he stared at Sunao's emtpy desk. And they ended up to start a lesson without him.

The seed is hidden within the dark ground

Somewhere on the rooftop, Fujimori Sunao was sighing as he watched the ground. He's never scared of height. The only thing he's scared of was a pool of water in which Aizawa drowned him in as a punishment or something. He stared emptily at the roofs of the small houses near their school. He didn't know what he was thinking anymore. And the only thing he could do is talking to Ran. Which was rare for him to do that. And rare for Ran to concern about his condition as well.

"I know what you are thinking, but Sora didn't do that purposely"

"... I know, I know it was all Aizawa's fault but still..."

"Then forgive him. You're the one who said we shouldn't bring the past up."

"... I can't face him... I love him, but I... I don't even know what I am thinking anymore, Ran..."

"Nao..."

He's sick of his own past. He loved Sora, but Sora had betrayed him, twice. On the day Sora left him on the research facility, and the day before. When Sora killed his parents. Even though Sora saved him from Aizawa, those past still haunted him. He wanted to forgive Sora, he wanted to forget about the past and live happily on the present time. But no matter how hard he tried, he was still haunted with his own nightmares.

While he was deep in his thoughts, his cellphone rang. As he went to pick it up, unknown numbers were seen on the screen and so he answered.

"Number 014"

He dropped the phone.

I don't know if this is everything. A few Romanji translations even though I know you guys knew it already XD :

Okaasan = Mother

Ohayou = Good morning

Explanation :

.x The centered italic thing is taken from the manga. With some additions from me . I know that sucks :P

.x Number 014 (Zero-Ichi-You) is how Aizawa called Nao. Just as how he called Sora 013 (Zero-Ichi-San)

.x About the second betrayal, you'll find out in later chapter X3. I don't know if it's true though. Some sites just said so.