If it was a dream, it was so real that Haruka woke up trembling, and his bed was all wet with sweat, his body was stiff and felt as heavy as ever. But he woke up in his room, and the clock told him that it was Monday. And yet, he could not remember yesterday, it was all gone. His blue hair trailed the drape of his blue dolphin curtain down to the floor then to the door. The door was open. Haru never left the door open. So who brought him here? His head hurt so much that Haru felt like it was going to explode.

Haruka slipped through the door and crawled down the stairs. His house was empty, like always. When he was little, his parents would travel every time and Haruka would be left on Makoto's household. They would play all day and weak Mako would always lose at everything. Mako would pretend to lose because Haru did not like to lose, even when he did not admit it. Makoto was the only one who knew Haru so well.

When he went to the bathroom, the floor was wet. Someone was here, it seemed, but Haru felt so tired after his slumber that he just filled the tub with cold water and literally jumped in. It was comforting and he started to relax. He did not know how long he stayed in the tub but the doorbell startled him yet again. It rang and rang and the only thing Haru could think was that if it was Makoto he would just let himself in without waiting for Haru to open the door. Haru sank himself into the tub, when the doorbell stopped ringing and he heard subtly the door was bein opened. Then steps. More steps. Thudding sound of someone hitting something. Curses. Then the bathroom door flew open.

"Haru..."

"Mako?" But there was no Makoto, just Rin with his unexplained expression.

Rin did not walked towards him, he did not stretch out his hand to help Haruka out of the bath. Rin just waited there, patiently, as the other boy picked his skinny self up and out of the bath. Water dripped down from his body to the floor. Ripples of thought were drowned by Rin's voices. It was loud, but the good kind of loud. It was relaxing, and Haruka could not help but to cling to those voices when he needed to. This was one of those times when he needed the voices. Haru could not help but thinking that he took Rin for granted, and that Rin deserved to be happy with someone better rather than getting stuck in Haru's own vortex. Before Haru knew it, he was in the car with Rin, heading somewhere.

"So I went to Nitori and said, 'why would you choose that guy to be the next captain?' And he was all about 'that guy looks like Rin-senpai' stuffs and so I told him..." Rib glanced towards Haru, straight to his aquamarine jewels, "Haru?"

"Hmmn?"

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

"I wonder..." Haru trailed off and threw his gaze outside the window, onto the endless countryside road.

It felt like hours before they finally arrived to "the new swimming place" Rin was talking about. It was a blue-silver lake with forest and flower beds surrounding it. The birds were chirping loudly and butterflies landed on colorful flowers. Haruka quickly took off his clothes, ready to jump in. Rin chuckled at Haruka's reflect, wondering if Haruka had finally gone back to who he was before. It had been so long since he last saw Haruka swimming, and the sight of his jump, of his long unused stance, mesmerized him that he forgot to take off his clothes and join in.

Haruka was midair when he saw the water under him. The silver was engulfed in his shadow, and suddenly the glittery water turned into black gooey substance. Haruka was so afraid of charging in. But he was midair, and humans were bound to fall, and so he did. The black substance swallowed him whole, first his fingertips and then his arms and he dove headfirst into the menacing pool of black. It was cold inside, and Haru could not time his breathing. He crawled upside frantically but the surface could not be seen. Halfway through, his feet was frozen stiff. He started to lose his balance then his breath then his consciousness. He floated, slowly sinking away, away from the beautiful surface, down to the cold rocks and unknown depth.

"You are still afraid of the sea?"

"It is not the sea I am afraid of."

"What is it then?"

"You." Makoto's body slipped out of Haru's grip, off the cliff, down into the endless black stormy sea.

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