The Reconciliation
By Chan Yoruyamatiha
Sorewa Bonsaku...

I love all of you readers. Just wanted to address that. You've put up with me through FIVE chapters already! THANK YOU!!! This is going to be a GREAT chapter!! Ahh I'm so excited about writing it! Ok, settle down... Here are the responses to the reviews.

DeNice: Yup. 4 painkillas. That girl's in pain and she's got good reason. (Owww) Ahh, everyone's beginning to like Mitsukake Kagatoshi! He informed me yesterday that I'd better be nice to him, since he's gonna be a celebrity by Thursday. Riiiiiiiiiight. Start that crap and he'll be washing his own underwear every day. |:D

Kikoken: Yup. That boy got so jealous he coulda crapped his pants. It was so hilarious making fun of him in that chapter! :)

Michael: I'm glad you liked this chapter! I decided that this would be a boooooooooring fic if I didn't spark something in here, lol! And thanks for cheering me up. My sketch did win third place. Kuso!!! I did something really weird Saturday, on your birthday. When I was at the parade, Ruth and I both got our hair dyed silver and purple! Don't worry... it washed out... |:D

Fle: :D I know. Cliffhangers are aggravating, but you gotta love em! Anyways, watch out for another update this week. I'm almost done with the next chapter. I only update on weekdays, because I can rarely get online on weekends. So be watching out for it, there's gonna be a surprise in it!

^^^^^^^And to Thomas Price: Boy, if you don't quit harassing me during class, I just might have to kill ya. ;} ^^^^^^^ ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------------------

DISCLAIMER: Mitsukake Kagatoshi is mine, the rest are not. There. I admit it. This chapter was inspired by my listening to The All-American Rejects: Your Star. I love that song, dammit!! :D

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Chapter 6 - Turmoiled Emotions

Sakura's eyes glued themselves on Mitsukake's back, and even as she tried, she could not help but stare at his unusual behavior. His hands were clenched tightly at his sides, and they were trembling. Slowly, her eyes moved up the frame of his body to his face, which was away from her, but she could still see that it was flushed with anger.

"Mitsukake...?"

She herself was shocked at how soft and delicate that one word came out of her mouth. It had an almost fearful sound to it. Mitsukake turned around slowly, stealing a sideways glance at her before completely turning to face her. He pretended to be yawning but Sakura knew that was just an excuse to cover his reddened face with his hand.

"What?"

Mitsukake flinched at the sound of his own voice, which sounded way too sharp and blunt to be gentle. Sakura raised her eyebrows slowly and inched under the covers of her bed, hiding her face up to her nose. Mitsukake said nothing, but seemed stuck on a thought he could not seem to get out of his mouth.

For a while, there was an awkward silence. Mitsukake absentmindedly stared at a diagram of the skeletal system on the wall while Sakura stared at his ears, noticing that they were still red as a cherry. Sakura took a small breath, preparing to say something, but let it go, seeing that she actually had nothing to say. Mitsukake turned to her and shot her another sideways glance.

"I... I... d..."

Before Sakura could even stop him, Mitsukake shot out the door and closed it behind him.

"MITSUKAKE!!?!"

But he was long gone. Sakura's eyes went to the caller on the floor near the foot of her bed, and she sighed. Why was life being so cruel to her? Without another thought, Sakura turned her head sideways on the pillow and began to cry.

~~~~~~~~~~~ Meanwhile ~~~~~~~~~~~

Mitsukake leaned against a brick wall of a magazine store, glaring at a magazine rack. His semi-muscular chest was pounding heavily from his flight from the hospital; he had run as fast as possible for at least 10 minutes straight. He felt his light brown eyes begin to fill with tears he could not hold back. Mitsukake slammed his fist against the hard, red brick wall and sobbed, his forehead banging slightly against the bricks with each shuddering gasp.

"Wakamono-san! Everything ok?" Mitsukake pretended not to hear an old man's voice as he called out from afar. Instead, Mitsukake ran quickly into an alley and slumped behind a garbage can and rested his back against it.

"Dammit! Why does everything bad happen to me!?" Mitsukake screamed between sobs. He pounded the ground as the tears flowed steadily down his face. "Sakura..."

Mitsukake cried even more at the thought of her and the blonde, American man being a couple. Why had she hidden it from him so long? Was it that hard to admit to him that she was with another man?

Then, he saw her viewpoint and realized that she didn't even know how much he liked her. She had no idea of how much she meant to him. No idea...

Frustrated and heart-broken, Mitsukake pulled at his soft, light brown hair as the tears kept flowing.

"Oh my god... I love her..."

The realization hit him so hard that he forgot what he was doing and why he was sitting in an alley all alone, crying his eyes out. He was filled with an indescribable emotion that took his thoughts away from him. Tears flowed out of his eyes again, as he realized how wrong it was of him to storm out of the hospital like that.

"I've got to go back to her..."

And with that, Mitsukake slowly stood up and wiped his face dry. He clenched his hands determinedly by his sides, and began heading in the direction of the hospital.

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AN- I loved writing this chapter. I loved it. Am I the only one who knows how it feels to fall in love? NO! Poor Mitsu... All right, I'll wash your dirty socks for you... but just this once!! Anyway, I hope ya'll liked it. Thanks for reading this and reviewing it; it's so appreciated it! I LOVE gettin reviews! :) Ok, I'll shut up now and get a head-start on chapter 7. YAY!!!!