A/N: Thanks so much everyone! ^_^ Your reviews are like bombs, exploding on impact and oh so thrilling!
So, here we are with chapter 11! Onodera's turn to face the music! Versailles has really good music ^_^ I let my mom listen to Serenade and she thought it was really good! I was so happy that she liked some of the Japanese music I showed her TwT

And yes, I've noticed a reoccuring event. The uke runs away. Sorry haha. I will seriously start to swap it up a little before the ending. Give you guys a surprise for each story.

EDIT: WAH! So sowwy for updating so late! T_T I have had band camp for two weeks and we learned the 45 sets of the opener and the 15 sets of the ballad. But bleh, it was so hot T_T

And with that, let's begin!

-Onodera's Point of view-

I was walking out of the when I got a text from Takano-san.

Takano: Oi! Get your ass back here! I told you I would check on you when everyone left!

I replied with: Why?

Takano: Because you looked like shit earlier! I don't want to have to take you to the hospital or anything!

I didn't reply as I made my way back up the elevator.

When I reached the right floor, I got another text from Takano-san

Takano: To see you looking sick worries me. But to see you looking like death kills me. I love you, Ritsu..

And the elevator opened as soon as I finished reading the text.

I was startled to see him standing right there. I avoided his gaze and pushed past him getting out of the elevator.

"What is it?" I asked after he stared at me for a few minutes without saying anything.

"Oh my God. Ritsu, what in the world happened to you?" he asked.

"Nothing happened, Takano-san, I don't know what you're talking about," Except I really did know. I knew what I looked like. I knew what he was thinking.

"No, don't tell me that because I know you're hiding something," he immediately retorted. "You haven't been yourself lately, and I want to know what's up."

I shifted my weight onto my left side and I twiddled with the edges of my shirt. "B-Baka, I'm fine. You don't need to worry about me, because I'm f-fine,"

"Your lack of conviction says otherwise," he replied with no hesitation. "Now, come on, tell me what's been doing this to you. We can talk here, or in one of our apartments."

"Fine...we can go back to one of our apartments to talk..." I mumbled.

"But I'm still fine," I said. "That won't change."

-Takano's point of view-

We arrived shortly at out apartments, and I watched as Ritsu fumbled with his keys in his shaking hands. I knew something was up. He opened his door and we both walked in, I closed the door behind us.

"So, what is it that you want to 'check' on me?" he asked, clearly tired. I walked over to him and took him into my arms. I felt a jolt run through my body when I didn't feel the soft body I had been so accustomed to. It felt so thin. So hard and stiff. I was almost scared of feeling and seeing exactly what was left of Ritsu.

"Ritsu...Why are you so thin...?" I asked quietly.

"N-No reason...Maybe I'm just stressed or something," he played it off as a laugh.

"I'm serious," I immediately replied. "Tell me the truth."

"...I can't." he mumbled, his face pressed into my chest.

"And why not?" I asked, holding his head in my hand and stroking his hair.

"You wouldn't understand..."

"How would you know? You haven't told me anything yet." I sighed, feeling him get a little heavy in my arms. I sat down on the floor, bringing Onodera with me. I turned his head to face me. "Now, tell me."

...-...-...-...-...-...-...-Onodera's Point of View-...-...-...-...-...-...-...

I didn't have the right answers. I could've said anything. I could've lied. But the look in Takano's eyes made me want to say everything and at the same time, nothing at all.

Everything felt numb and yet so much hurt lingered. It was so painful, looking at Takano, who could see straight through me sometimes. My eyes hurt and so did my head. My legs ached and I was thankful when we sat down. I held in the tears of denial and stress as long as I could, but it was no use. I couldn't last when Takano stared at me like that. I felt like mushed jello underneath that intense gaze. I hated crying in front of him. I hated it. I hated the feeling of weakness I had around him.
But even so, a calming sensation washed over me. It begged me to spill out all what I had been holding captive.

"I-I don't really know how to tell you this...and not sound pathetic," I said quietly.

He wiped away a falling tear and waited for me to continue.

"Well...I know this sounds stupid...but...I've been kind of bulemic these past few months...Not the vomiting path though...the other one...Laxative user..." I mumbled out between sniffles.

Takano didn't say anything, but his gaze didn't falter. He still looked at me with that concerned look. I was going to stop there, but I didn't. I explained to him everything. From the beginning. Even the breakdown with Yokozawa in the office's bathroom. It all came out like a stream, flowing until all I had left was the occasional whimper and sob, muffled by Takano's shirted chest.

-_-_-_-_-_END OF CHAPTER 11-_-_-_

A/N: BWAHAHAHA! I AM TIRED! So, good night my reviewers and my readers (-_-)ZZZZzzzz...

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