This is where it gets really depressing. ;w; Nagisa and Rei's side of the story.
Nagisa had watched Haruka be tossed around by the ocean waves for nearly five minutes. He'd stood their wide-eyed and shaking, torn between jumping in to save his friend and going to run for help. This was exactly what he had warned against, the unforgiving tides of the sea. But Haruka hadn't listened and jumped in on his own, Nagisa calling out for the other swimmer to stop.
A loud clap of thunder startled him from his moments of terror, making him stumble forwards. The stumbling turned into running, and Nagisa's feet churned up sand into the air as he ran. Nagisa caught one glimpse of Haruka before he dived in, freezing water rushing over his head. He swirled around in darkness for a few moments before his head bobbed above the surface, the blond taking a quick breath. His arms flailed around in the water uselessly, fear rising through him. Nagisa knew that he had to calm down; he couldn't save Haruka with his limbs frozen. it took all his willpower to calm down, a wave of water crashing down on him.
He broke the surface with a gasp, glancing around. Reddish eyes widened in horror as he watched Haruka be thrown against a large rock formation. "Haruka!" His scream was lost in the howling wind and terrible waves. Nagisa himself was being worn down, but he'd never forgive himself if he allowed Haruka to die in the thing he loved most. Legs kicking hard, the blond attempted to swim towards his senpai's limp body. He was already fearing the worst, but Nagisa couldn't think about that now; that would only weigh him down.
After what felt like years, but it had been a mere three or four minutes, he managed to reach Haruka's body. Nagisa hefted the other swimmer along, trying to take in as much air as he could. With the other male's weight and his own, he was having troubles, growing weak and water-logged. He blinked tears and salt from his eyes, seeing two frantic-looking forms running down the shore. Nagisa kept swimming, kicking weak legs against the current. Hands latched onto his arms, yanking him along through the churning waves. His body finally gave out, warmth creeping into him and lulling him to sleep.
He awoke in a hospital bed with a start. Nagisa glanced around, white all around him. The air smelled of bleach and urine. The swimmer let out a soft sigh, leaning back against the bed. Nimble fingers clenching slightly in the sheets, the blond wincing a bit as his IV moved just the slightest bit. The sound of a heart monitor came from his right, too slow for the doctors' liking, even with the dream he had just had. Nagisa stared up at the ceiling, his entire body feeling hot despite how cold it was in his room. It was just the fever that refused to go away.
It had all been a dream; those events had taken place nearly five years ago. The now twenty-one year-old took a deep breath, calming himself down a bit. This was all so familiar to him; maybe that was why he had had the dream once more. He'd been in this same spot five years ago, sick with hypothermia and lung damage. But at least he was still awake; somewhere in this hospital, Haruka was lying in a room just like his own. His senpai had fallen into a coma after the younger swimmer rescued him from drowning in the raging waters of the sea. Nagisa still blamed himself for it; he hadn't gotten to Haruka in time. Makoto told him to let it go, but Nagisa couldn't just let it go. All of what happened was etched deeply into him.
This was the second day since he had been admitted to this hospital. This would also be the final day he rested in that bed; Nagisa knew that. So did Rei, and Makoto, and Kou. Even Rin knew that.
Rin didn't come to visit him, not even once. It hurt, seeing the swimmer walk down the hall to peer into Haruka's, but never even glancing into Nagisa's own. The blond figured it was due to the fling they had before him and Rei got together. Rin had been the one at fault, taking Nagisa in and making him think he cared about him, before Rin had dumped the boy on the street one night. Rei helped Nagisa get back on his feet and eventually he forgot about his broken heart, but he never forgot about Rin. Even now, he was wishing that Rin would at least stop in for a visit, just so he could say sorry and goodbye to the shark.
No matter how hard he hoped, Rin never did.
He closed his eyes and thought about Rei, the one he had been with for nearly four years now. The two of them had gotten together a year after Haruka went into a coma and Rin had stolen Nagisa's heart. Rei had taken him to South America so they could branch out in the world. Unfortunately, they lost their passports and were forced to stay there for about three years. Makoto had called them one night, telling them that Haruka could awaken at any moment. The two of them had done everything they could to gather up enough money to get new passports. After a month, they finally had enough, and made their way back to Japan.
He'd barely visited the still sleeping Haruka for an hour before he had passed out.
Nagisa had been admitted to the same hospital as Haruka. The doctor's determined his illness; malaria. There was no way for him to be saved from the disease; it was already too far into his system for it to be treated. So the blond was forced to suffer, waiting for the moment when he would die. Rei sat with him all night long on his first night, but it appeared that the man wasn't here now. Hopefully he went to get something to eat.
His head fell to the side, eyes spotting a beautiful golden ring sitting on the side table. It was the one that Rei had given to him three weeks prior. The blond swallowed down the pain that suddenly rose in him; they were supposed to get married in two months, but that dream had been stolen from them. Nagisa forced himself to look away from the ring, closing his eyes as warm tears slipped from his eyes. He allowed himself to cry, to be unhappy for a few moments.
Fingers wiped away the tears moment's later, and Nagisa blinked the haze away to see Rei standing beside him. The man looked fuzzy, the edges of his vision a bit dark. His expression was pained, and the blond lifted a weak arm to press his palm against Rei's cheek. He offered a smile, and the other man leaned down to kiss his forehead. It was time; the sedatives were kicking in. "I love you … Rei-chan …" Lips pressed against his forehead once more, Rei running his fingers through Nagisa's hair.
"I love you too, Nagisa. We'll get married in heaven, okay?" His voice was a pained whisper, Rei fighting back the burn in his throat.
"That sounds nice … The clouds are soft and … Everything will be so pretty …" Nagisa's grip grew lax, before his hand slipped back onto the bed. His fingers curled into the sheets, Rei shaking as he stared down at the other male's face. He looked so calm ...
Rei held onto the blond until his heart gave out, a single long sigh leaving Nagisa's lips as he surrendered to the darkness. He reached over and grabbed Nagisa's wedding ring, slipping it onto his finger. "You'll need this," he murmured quietly, kissing Nagisa's forehead.
Outside the window, it started to rain.