Matsuoka was let out the next day right before lunch. He and Nitori sat at a separate table and talked about who knows what. Makoto assumed that it was about what happened the day before, but Haruka wouldn't let down the idea that they were actually talking about their plan to take over the hospital with their army of brain dead patients and mice that they hypnotized to do all their bidding. But Makoto knew that was a silly idea, because neither of them would make a good leader.

Finally when lunch was almost over, the two walked over to the table where Makoto and Haruka were sitting at and sat down. Matsuoka seemed rather awkward as he sat there, across from Makoto and next to Nitori, staring down at the table with his hands in his lap. Nitori nudged him, as if he was supposed to say something, but he barely even blinked.

"Matsuoka-senpai-." Nitori said quietly in a whining tone, "What did we just talk about?" There was a pause before Matsuoka said something under his breath that none of them could hear at all. "You have to say it louder or he can't hear you."

Matsuoka sighed, "I said that… I'm sorry for yesterday. I didn't understand the situation you're in and I shouldn't have acted that way towards you."

It took Makoto a moment to process what he was talking about and that he was actually apologizing for it. "I forgive you." Makoto replied. Then after a moment of silence he added, "Wow, Nitori, you've really got him whipped into shape pretty quickly, huh?"

Instantaneously Nitori's face became as red as a tomato. "Ta-Tachibana-kun!" He shouted, "What are you saying?! I'm not- I haven't- we didn't- I don't-!" He gave up trying to speak and practically smashed his forehead down on the table.

The whole group, Matsuoka included, couldn't help but laugh.

Not too long after lunch, it was time for visiting. This time apparently someone was there for Makoto! After he calmed down from the surprise he was lead to the dining hall where he was met by two familiar faces.

"Mako-chan!" A loud, shrill voice exclaimed, and Makoto could barely register who it was before he was practically tackled to the ground as the person hugged him. "We missed you so much!"

"Nagisa! It's nice to see you, too." Makoto replied, returning his friend's hug.

"It's been so long! How have you been?!" Nagisa pulled back to let Makoto sit down.

"Nagisa, please keep it down." Rei said, looking around, "The nurses are giving us very annoyed looks."

Makoto sneered, "Maybe they're just keeping an eye on me in case I, you know, go crazy or something and attack."

"What!?" Nagisa exclaimed, "Why would they think you'd do that? Does that really happen here?"

"Uh… Well." Makoto looked down, regretting making the joke in the first place.

"Oh my god, has someone attacked you? Did they have to, like, sedate him and everything?"

"Why would they be watching me if I was the one that was attacked?" Not that that didn't happen, as well…

"I guess that's true… But then I don't see why they would be watching you, then."

"And they obviously are, because they're still looking at us." Rei pointed out, making Makoto think that maybe they actually were watching them to make sure that he didn't go crazy.

"Yeah, I don't get it. Do you get it, Mako-chan?"

"Can we just… Move on to something else?" Makoto said, a bad feeling burrowing into his stomach, "Please?"

"Oh… Alright."

"So what have you been doing here?" Rei asked.

Makoto thought for a moment, "Nothing much, really. It would probably be pretty boring, but I've made some friends."

"That's good!" Nagisa exclaimed, "Who are they? Tell us about them!"

"Well, there's Nitori. He's generally all worked up about something he doesn't need to be. But it's okay, because it's not like he can help it anyway. He just got a new roommate recently, Matsuoka. I'm kind of worried about him, but… Well, he seems fine around Nitori at least and that's all I really care about. He's always worried about me and Haruka, too, so I should be looking out for him as well."

Makoto definitely did not miss that look that Nagisa and Rei exchanged at the mention of Haruka. After all, to them he was the reason that Makoto was here in the first place. And that may or may not of been entirely false, Makoto could now admit that. It did seem unlikely that Haruka was somewhere around him at all times, especially there at that time. It had to be part of Makoto's P.T.S.D. Yeah, that would make sense, right? He just couldn't accept the fact that he wasn't with Haruka at the time and therefore was hallucinating him everywhere… Or... something like that.

"Oh, I never mentioned!" Makoto began with a smile, "Haruka is here, guys! He's my roommate!"

Clear concern appeared on both of their faces as Nagisa was the one to speak in a quieter tone than usual, "Mako-chan… Are you sure about that?"

"Of course! Do you want to meet him?"

"Uhm…" Rei spoke up, "I'm not sure if we really should… I-I mean, what if he doesn't like us or something?"

"I'm sure he will. Let me go get him!" Makoto stood up quickly and started heading for the door back to the common area. A nurse called from behind him, but he didn't pay any heed, it's not like he was doing anything wrong necessarily. Multiple people could have the same visitors at one time, he'd seen others do it plenty of times.

He looked around the room of people staring at him and looking rather shocked until he saw both Nitori and Haruka. He made his way over to them, not even trying to hide how cheerful he was feeling.

"Haruka!" He exclaimed, grabbing Haruka's wrist and pulling him to his feet with little resistance, "Come here! There's someone I want you to meet!" Haruka was coming along just fine until he heard that. Then he immediately froze and stopped in his tracks. "What's wrong?" Makoto asked, turning around.

Haruka had a look of absolute terror. "I-... I don't know… I just…" He looked down at the ground and pulled his wrist from Makoto and securely wrapped his arms around himself. "I don't know…"

Makoto stepped towards him. "It's okay." He said with a smile, "They're my friends. They won't hurt you or anything. It's just that I've talked about you so much that they want to finally meet you in person."

Haruka looked back up at him. "You talk about me?"

"Yeah." Makoto chuckled, "Why? Would you not want me to?"

Haruka shifted his weight, seemingly uncomfortable with the idea. "I don't know… You could be talking bad about me or… Telling them I have a dolphin tail or something."

Makoto was silent, trying to hold in a bit of laughter, before putting his arm around Haruka and leading him towards the door again. "You don't have to worry about that. I would never talk badly about you. Or say that you have a dolphin tail. Not that I would mind anyway."

"Really?" Haruka gave him an odd look, "That's weird. are you into fish or something?"

"No. It just wouldn't matter if it were you."

Haruka went to say something more, but all he got out was, "You're weird." before he had to turn away in a poor attempt to hide the blush that had rapidly appeared on his face.

Makoto led them through the doors where it seemed like Nagisa and Rei were not waiting very patiently as they seemed to be having a very heated conversation. It made Makoto a little worried, but he chose not to act on it.

"Are you sure this is a good idea?" Haruka hid behind him slightly.

"You'll be fine." Makoto said encouragingly.

"They seem angry. Maybe I should just go."

"Don't worry about it."

"But what if they are expecting me to have a dolphin tail! I don't have a dolphin tail! They'll be so disappointed."

"Hey, we're back!" Makoto exclaimed as they approached the table just as the two quieted down their conversation. They turned and faced forward as Makoto sat down across from them. Haruka hesitated, debating on whether he wanted to run away or not. Luckily he decided on the later.

Rei and Nagisa waited patiently for Makoto to say something.

"Well, here he is. This is Haruka, guys."

The two exchanged one long look before finally smiling.

"It's nice to meet you, Haruka-san." Rei said, reaching out his hand to shake. Haruka stared at it, his facial expression the same as before, like he wasn't entirely sure that he could trust Rei or not. However, after a moment, he shakily took Rei's hand.

"It's… Nice to... meet you…" He replied in a hushed voice.

"Mako-chan talks about you a lot, Haruka." Nagisa said in his usual tone.

It made Makoto happy. He couldn't help but think that they would treat him like… Well, like he wasn't who he really is. And Makoto wasn't sure what he would do if they did that…

"You were expecting a dolphin tail, weren't you?" Haruka said, hanging his head.

Even Nagisa looked surprised by this. "Wha-what? N-no, not at all! Why would you think that?"

Haruka shrugged, "I don't know. Maybe it's your biggest dream to meet some half human, half dolphin."

Nagisa cracked a smile, "No, but that would be really cool."

Haruka seemed to think about that for a moment. "Yeah, you're right. It would."

"What about a flying penguin?"

"Like with wings?"

"Well. Yeah, instead of flippers."

"A penguin without flippers? I was thinking they would take on a new evolution like a caterpillar and grow butterfly wings or something."

"But that seems more like a mythical creature."

"So is a humanoid dolphin."

"No one said humanoid dolphins are possible things."

"I thought you did."

"No, I said it would be cool if they were real, not that they could be."

"Are you saying that a penguin with butterfly wings wouldn't be cool? That's mean."

"Butterfly wings wouldn't even be able to take the harsh weather anyway. Right, Rei-chan?" Nagisa turned to Rei.

"No, I don't think so. They're way too flimsy for that." Rei replied, pushing up his red glasses.

"Who says that they would have to stay where it's cold? Why couldn't the butterfly-penguins move north where it's warmer?" Haruka questioned.

"I think that would depend on where the penguin was originally from, wouldn't it? Not all penguins live in the arctic, but I think one might have a hard time adapting to warmer weather to accommodate for the new wings. Plus, if they had to go through an evolution stage like a caterpillar, then they would still have the wings while they are in the arctic, wouldn't they? So they wouldn't be able to travel to a better place, anyway. Unless they were already there, but they would need the wings to get there."

Haruka looked at him through squinted eyes. Then he suddenly out of nowhere pulled out a small sketchbook and a pencil and started drawing something. Makoto tried to lean over to see what, but he leaned away so Makoto couldn't see. "Okay, but…" He set his pencil down and showed the three of them a drawing of what he had been picturing in his head. "You can't tell me that it isn't at least a cool idea."

Both Nagisa and Rei cracked a smile. "Yeah, okay." Nagisa gave in, "It would be neat to see one of those flying around in the sky."

"Did you really draw this that fast?" Rei said, pulling the sketchbook away to examine it better.

"Uhm… Yeah… I guess…" Haruka said, suddenly seeming nervous again.

"Wow, and it's really good, too!" Nagisa exclaimed, "Can I see what else you've done?"

Haruka practically jumped out of his seat. "N-no, no, that's okay. You probably don't want to see anyway."

"Of course I do! Let me see, Rei." He took the book from Rei and started flipping through the pages. Makoto thought about intervening for a second, but he didn't really see much harm in it. Besides, he was curious about what Haruka was always drawing in that sketchbook of his. "Aaaaw, Mako-chan!" Nagisa cooed, flipping through the next few pages more quickly.

"What is it?" Makoto leaned over the table to try and get a look.

"N-no, just give it back, it's nothing!" Haruka stood and and started making his way around the table.

"Lookie lookie!" Nagisa quick passed the book onto Makoto so he could see.

The book was opened up to a picture of Makoto and Nitori sitting at a table surrounded by faceless white figures. He flipped the next few pages towards the penguin one. Him laying on his stomach on a bed, him waiting in line, him an Haruka laying down very comfortably, him and that porpoise thing, a side shot of him watching tv, two people holding hands, some girl Makoto had never seen before looking rather angry, a close-up of him laughing, him making some weird pose, him in the process of taking off his shirt, him and Harka kissing, him and Haruka-

Makoto was a little surprised when he saw the next picture. He couldn't help but stare at it, unsure what to feel. A mixture of emotions, embarrassment, amusement, absolute happiness. They all settled somewhere in him, leaving him unable to move or say anything.

"Ma-Makoto?" Haruka said in a timid voice, "are you... Angry?"

Makoto looked up at him, he with his head turned away from everyone, arms tightly wrapped around him, and knuckles so white his nails could draw blood. He looked back down at the picture.

"I'm definitely feeling a lot of things," He replied, "but anger is not one of them." Haruka glanced at him, his face so red that there was almost steam coming off of him. Their eyes locked Makoto couldn't help but stare back until Haruka hid his face behind his hands. Even they were slightly tinted as well.

Out of the corner of his eye, Makoto could see Rei nudge Nagisa with his elbow. Nagisa nodded as a response.

"We should probably be going." Nagisa said, standing from his seat. Haruka turned away again, probably thankful for the change of topic."We have some things to do, but we can visit again soon!"

"Alright." Makoto said, turning back towards them, "I guess I'll see you later then."

"See yaaa!" Nagisa exclaimed, taking Rei by the hand and leading him away.

"Good-bye!" Rei said over shoulder loudly, but still trying not to disturb the others around them.

Makoto and Haruka were left in a partially awkward silence.

"Are you sure you're not mad… or something…" Haruka mumbled.

"Why would I be?" Makoto replied.

"I don't know, because, like… I'm a disgusting pervert and I violated your privacy…"

"Well, I can't exactly deny that last part, but it's not like I really mind. I mean, we're roommates for one, so of course you're going to see me changing, and two, I like you. So I really don't care. And for that first part, it's not like I haven't thought about it, too, so whatever. After all it's only natural to want to do it with someone you really like, right?"

"W-well, I guess, b-but that doesn't mean that it's okay to draw it like that… I should have just kept something so gross like that to myself and-"

"Are you saying that I'm gross?"

"What?! No, no way, it's just-"

"So you're saying that wanting to have sex with me is gross."

"No, not because of you, only because it's me."

"What do you mean by that?"

"It's me that's disgusting." He said with his head down. "What I feel for you, who I am, that's absolutely sickening. I don't understand why you still try to be around me, I have nothing special I can give you. I can't even give you anything good."

Makoto was silent, letting what Haruka said sink it. He scowled, "Is that really what you think?"

"Of course. I can't lie to myself."

Makoto stood from his seat, grabbed Haruka by his wrist, and started leading him away.

"Where are we going?" Haruka asked, his voice not changing from before. Makoto did not answer and led them through the large double doors, not going unnoticed by anyway, and then down the hall into their room.

Inside Makoto closed their door behind them and let go of Haruka's wrist. He took a few steps away from Makoto and wrapped his arms around himself. Makoto continued to step closer to him until his back hit the wall.

"Wha-what?" Haruka stuttered, unable to look at Makoto.

"Tell me what you said before." Makoto said, closing the space between them.

"Where a-are we going?" Haruka replied, even though he knew that wasn't what Makoto was referring to.

"No. Before that." Makoto pushed himself even closer. "What did you say about yourself."

Haruka gulped, "I'm… disgusting…"

"Oh really." Makoto leaned forward so that their noses were almost touching. "What else did you say."

"I'm… Sickening…"

"And why."

"Be-because I… I like you…"

"But why does that make you disgusting?"

"Because I can't give you anything back…"

There, that's what Makoto was waiting for. As soon as Haruka said that, Makoto leaned in and crashed their lips together. Immediately Haruka tensed up and tried to pull away,but there was no room to. Makoto pushed their bodies together against the wall and trapping him with his hips, trying not to be any more forceful than he needed to be. He just wanted to make Haruka understand, not scare him or anything like that.

There wasn't anything special about the kiss. Haruka didn't really move with Makoto much, or at all for that matter. He was mostly still, and Makoto wasn't sure if it was because he was holding back or completely frozen in shock. And he didn't taste like strawberries or vanilla or something sweet like that. In fact, he only faintly tasted like the bit of bread and butter that he actually had from lunch earlier. He didn't really smell, either. If like anything, it would be the soap that everyone used.

However, what Makoto did not miss was the way that Haruka trembled when he nipped at his lower lip or how he reached up for Makoto's arm when he started playing with the bottom of his shirt. He shivered when Makoto slid his hand underneath the hem of his pants, trailing along his hip before brushing his fingers up Haruka's stomach.

But then he felt something that made him stop. Was that a scratch? It was probably just one of the ones from before, nothing to worry about. No, no wait, there were definitely more than before! Makoto felt them a little more carefully, then determined that they didn't feel like the ones he knew for sure were older, either.

Seeming to realize what was going on, Haruka began to struggle out of Makoto's grip and tried to push Makoto away from him. Makoto pulled away from him, crouched down, and immediately yanked up his shirt, exposing his stomach. Sure enough, there were many more red lines than Makoto remembered there being, and he could tell that they looked relatively new. There was even a new word as well. 'PERVERT'... Haruka didn't stop trying to rip away or at least force his shirt down, but it was futile.

Makoto knew in his head what they were from. Obviously somehow Haruka had found a way to… do this to himself, even here. He just didn't want to believe it. So he asked anyway, "Where did you get these?" Haruka was looking back down at him, wide eyed like a deer in headlights. That alone was an answer for Makoto, but he still wanted to hear Haruka say it himself. That was the only way that he would be able to truly be able to believe it's true.

Haruka tried to avert his eyes, but he couldn't help but look right back at Makoto again. "I-I don't know." He stuttered quietly.

"Don't lie." Makoto said, his voice a little shaky as he tried to keep calm. "It's okay, you can tell me the truth."

Haruka bit down on his lower lip. "I-I… I did it…"

"Why?"

"Be-because I-I'm… H-horrible…"

Makoto was silent for a moment. "Do you really believe that, though?"Haruka slowly nodded. "Enough to do this?" He hesitated, but nodded again. "How? How did you even manage to do this here, of all places?" To think that no one noticed something like this. They should have been keeping a closer eye out for something like this, especially for patients like Haruka.

Haruka looked away, taking a moment to answer. "A nail."

"A nail. You did this with a nail…?" Looking back at them, Makoto had thought that they weren't anywhere near as deep as the others, some barely even breaking skin at all, and he just figured that Haruka had done that on purpose in order to not get found out as easily, but… If it was a nail, he probably wouldn't of been able to do anything more than this. "Is this all of it?" Makoto continued to ask, although he didn't want to. He didn't want to know if his love had hurt himself even more. Just this was too much to handle…

"No." Haruka gave a breathily reply.

"Show me."

"What?"

"Show me. I want to see the rest." Makoto said. It was a lie, he definitely did not want to see the rest, but he thought that it would be for the better if he did.

"Are you sure?" Haruka asked while nervously squeezing his left arm. Makoto replied by not changing his gaze. "You won't like it…" Haruka warned as he stepped away a little. With shaky hands he reached and pulled his shirt up over his head and revealed the rest of his torso. It wasn't as many as the lower ones were, but there were some that did look newer.

"Is there more?" Makoto asked. Slowly Haruka moved and grabbed the hem of his pants and pulled down the sides. There were many more just below where Makoto was feeling just two minutes earlier. But what really made Makoto's heart ache was the fact that some of them were circles, holes almost. Hand trembling, Makoto reached out and lightly rubbed one of them with his thumb. Sure enough, it was no scratch, but a rather deep hole.

"Oh my god." Makoto choked, the thought of Haruka doing something like this to himself was enough to make him vomit.

As Haruka went to pull his pants back up, Makoto noticed something off and made him hold it. There was something different about one of the puncture marks. It almost looked silver instead red! As soon as Haruka realized what it was that Makoto was inspecting, he smacked his hand down over the hole in question. Upon impact he whimpered and his knees gave out, Makoto making an attempt to catch him on the way down.

"Haruka?" Makoto said in a panic, "What happened? What did you do?"

"I-I it's nothing." Haruka said in a rushed voice.

Makoto wasn't so sure about that, "Then show me."

"It's nothing, you don't have to worry about it."

"If there's really nothing to worry about, then you should have no problem showing me."

"You don't have to worry about it." Haruka repeated.

"But I do, because I love you, now show me." Still Haruka did not move. Makoto sighed, "Look, if we were switched places here, wouldn't you do the same? You have to understand, right?" Haruka thought for a moment before removing his hand.

Blood. There was blood on his fingers. No, it was coming from his leg. The hole that he covered was bleeding!

Then the obvious hit Makoto, his heart dropping into his stomach. He wasn't sure what to say or what to do, what to think. There was a nail still in Haruka's leg! What was Makoto supposed to do about that? He wasn't a doctor or anything, so he wasn't really sure if he should leave it there or take it out, or if he should tell someone or not. If he didn't tell someone then he would have to deal with this himself, and if he did tell someone, then he could get Haruka the help that he needed, but at the same time Haruka would not only get in trouble, but he would probably hate Makoto after that. Plus, they might move him so that they can monitor him more and then Makoto wouldn't be able to see him anymore.

Truth be told, Makoto was leaning towards not telling anyone, but now was no time to be selfish. It was obvious that Haruka needed help, quite badly, and Makoto wasn't confident that he would be able to give him the help that he needed. And so he tried to think of a story that would not get Haruka in trouble. However, no matter how hard he thought, there was nothing he could say that would explain why there were multiple holes and new scratches on Haruka's body, unless it was he himself that did it or someone else did it to him.

"You're angry." Haruka said quietly.

"I'm not angry, it's just-" Makoto unintentionally raised his voice, making Haruka flinch back. He stopped himself to breathe and calm down before continuing, "I'm not angry, I'm just concerned. But of course I would be concerned when I learn that you're bleeding from a nail that's in your leg." Makoto paused to gather his thoughts and make a final decision. He nodded and said, "We need to tell someone."

Haruka's eyes widened. "What? No! We can't!"

"Haruka, we have to!" Makoto took his hand and started moving towards the door.

"N-no, we can't! I really don't think that's a good idea!" Haruka exclaimed, trying to yank his hand away, but Makoto only held on tighter.

"You're hurt and you're bleeding."

"I'm fine, you don't have to-"

"No, you're not fine! We have to get you to a doctor or something!"

"Makoto, stop! Please!"

"We need someone to get that nail out of you!"

"Fine!" Haruka roughly pulled his hand away from Makoto. He dug into his leg, ripped out the nail, tearing some flesh as well, and threw it to the floor. It made a loud clank and spattered blood on the white flooring as it skidded away from them. Instantaneously Haruka collapsed on to the ground, covering his face with both hands. His shoulders clearly began to shake as he started to cry.

Makoto stared at the silver object and red tainted floor. He felt sick. He couldn't look away from the red and the red spot on Haruka's pants that only seemed to be growing. There was blood, and an increasing amount of it pooling next to him, all of it coming from Haruka's head. No, no, keep it together. It wasn't anything too serious like that. Haruka was fine, he just needed some help.

Shakily Makoto got down next to Haruka. "It's okay." He said with a shaky voice, as if he was still trying to convince himself, "It's okay. You'll be okay, nothing bad is going to happen, I promise. You can trust me, right?"

Haruka looked up at him with tear stained cheeks. "But you don't understand. You don't know what they might do if they found out. What if they decided to examine me, break open my head and cut into my brain to see what's wrong with me, or what if they put me into a circus as some freak like that guy from those horror movies but instead of pins in his head its pins in his legs, what if they tell her, or what if they try and see what else they can shove in there before I die, or what if-"

"They wouldn't do anything bad, that would be inhuman. I really don't think-" Wait, one of those seemed like something that could actually happen. Her? Her who? "Who are you afraid that they will tell?"

Haruka looked away, regretting that he had said anything. "I-I don't know, anyone." He lied, "I don't want anyone to know about this."

"Well, they wouldn't tell any of the other patients, right? They would probably tell your family and friends, though." The thought seemed to make Haruka nervous. So there was someone outside of here that Haruka was afraid of. But did Haruka even know who any of them were? After all, he didn't even remember who he was or why he was there, and it's not like-

Makoto remembered the reason he was put into that room in the first place. Haruka had come back from a visitation where something bad had happened. Could the person he was visiting then be the girl that he was talking about now? Makoto wanted to ask, but at the same time, he didn't want to alarm Haruka, either.

But that was another matter for another time. Right now Haruka needed a doctor. Makoto could worry about the rest later.

"Okay, for now…" Makoto started, trailing off as he thought about what to do next. "For now put your shirt back on. I'll clean this up and hide the nail somewhere and then go get a nurse. She'll see the blood on your pants and immediately take you to a doctor. The most anyone will know is that you got hurt, right?

"But how would I of gotten hurt?"

"I don't know, we'll make something up later when the time comes!" Makoto stood up and helped Haruka onto his feet.

What was he supposed to clean up the blood with? Most of what he had to wear was lighter colored, so it would be obvious, and they don't do their own laundry, either.

"Hey, can I use your sweashirt or something for this?" He asked/ Haruka didn't reply, staring at him for a moment before tossing the clothing over to him. "Thanks."

Now for the nail… Obviously Makoto knew he had to hide it, but he wasn't sure where he could. If he put it in many of the places here, it would be found way too easily and both of them would get in trouble.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Makoto's heart about blew out of his chest as he began to panic. Someone was coming in and he was still holding the nail and had no idea what to do with it! Surely if it was found, Haruka would get in trouble and so would Makoto for trying to help and they he would be moved or something and there was no way that Makoto could let that happen! As the handle started to turn, Makoto quick turned around. He pulled his pants away from him and carefully slid the nail into his undergarment is a way so that it wouldn't poke him too much.

"Makoto Tachibana?" A female nurse said as she came in.

"Yes?" Makoto replied, turning around to look at her. He expected the nail to be cold against his skin, but… He was mostly disgusted and disheartened to find that it was more sticky and warm than it was cold…

"Mrs. Amakata wants to see you. She asked me to bring you to her."

"Okay, but nurse? Can you help us with something?"

"Makoto, don't." Haruka stepped forward to try and stop him.

"I think Haruka needs to see a doctor." Makoto continued anyway.

"A doctor?" The nurse now turned her attention to Haruka, "Why?"

"Will you just take him to see one, please?"

The nurse stared at him. "Alright," she said after a moment, "but I need to take you to see Mrs. Amakata first."

"Thank you." Makoto sighed. Haruka shot a glare in his direction. Yeah, that's how Makoto thought he would react, for the most part. Of course Haruka would be mad at him, he basically was ratting him out. It was for a good reason, but that didn't really matter to Haruka. Not right now at least. But hopefully he would understand that Makoto is just worried about him and forgive him eventually.

A/N: Well this was a rather spicy chapter. And lemme just say that I really like Haruka's incomprehensible banter like here with Nagisa.

So this chapter was meant to be even longer that it is now, but there were some bits that I decided to completely edit out, because they were either bad and/or pointless.

Also I will not apologize for the name...