They finally made their way towards Rukawa's house. Sakuragi was still
unawake and his arms were clinging to both Rukawa and Miyagi. Ayako was
busy paddling and costumizing herself on Rukawa's tall saddle bike. "Are we
close to the destination now?" Ayako finally splitted the tranquillity that
milieus around them.
"Quite, Sempai. We should be in reach in about 3 more minutes." Rukawa explained calmly. Deep inside he was rushing to attain at his house though. His mind was far too fretful about Sakuragi.
Miyagi heaved deep cold air to strengthen his back. Sakuragi was heavy for a guy in his height. In spite of that, he has to balance his own stature with Rukawa so that it will reduce the force that he has to abide. "So, Rukawa-kun… Is that why you pick Shohoku? It's close enough to your house?," inquired Miyagi with a composed tone. Rukawa only acquiesced as he nodded his head smoothly.
Before long after that, the minute house on the edge of the road were in sight. All of the exterior walls were painted in pastel cream. It wasn't as big as what people call luxurious, but it's style were quite unique and creative. Ayako elated when she studied the corners of the home. It was such an appealing construction. "This is your house, Rukawa-kun? So cute~~!" Rukawa merely shrugged his shoulder.
"Onegai, Captain. Please help me with him," Rukawa moved Sakuragi's arms away from his nape and handed it to the shorter one. "I wanna unlock the gates first."
"Sure sure." With no further hesitations, Miyagi accepted to put up with Sakuragi's weight on his own back. Thank goodness Ayako came rushing off Rukawa's bike to help his lover. "Living alone, Rukawa?"
"Sort of…" Rukawa replied mellifluously as his hands worked on the chains around the firm brass entrance. As he undo the lock, he pushed the gates in, giving a lot of screeching noise. He then returned towards the Shohoku captain and helped him to bring Sakuragi into the house. As they entered the living room, Rukawa carefully laid his head upon a broad couch. "Gomen ne… It's kinda messy." Rukawa scratched his head.
Ayako's eyes were wide in amusement. Somehow the style of the decorations and the furnitures grabbed her interests. "It's definitely unique! I really fancied your house!" She claimed alout in excitement.
"Honey, no time for fascinating. Go fetch some tap waters and something. Rukawa-kun," Miyagi turned to the raven-haired lad who's standing in the middle of the carpeted living room, "Call the doctor immediately."
"Alright." Rukawa ambled over to the telephone and then dialled the doctor's number. For a while Miyagi let him have the conversation between him and the medic and assists Ayako to clean Sakuragi's face with soaked towel.
Out of their expectations, Sakuragi regained his consciousness and opened his eyelids leisurely. He looked around and saw that the setting was different. The last time he remembered was that he fell down in the gymnasium's washing room and yet he's laying down on a snug sofa inside a room which the walls had been painted in deep salmon. "Where am I?" The faces of both Ayako and Miyagi were still blurry towards him.
"Hanamichi," Miyagi chanted in relieve. "Thank goodness. We were so worried about you. How are you feeling now?" Sakuragi couldn't manage to reply. His eyes were still heavy and his head were still aching. "I think we still need the doctor, Rukawa-kun. Go continue make the call."
"Don't…" Sakuragi's voice were so soft and it was bristly. Miyagi leaned closer to hear what he was saying. "Don't call… the doctor…"
"What are you talking about, Sakuragi Hanamichi?" Ayako asked him alound, speaking on the top of her lungs. "You're current physical condition is low now and you barely could stand up! At least we need a doctor to go check on you to see whether you are okay."
Still Sakuragi take no notice on her. "Rukawa," he begin as his eyes started to close down bit by bit, "if you can hear me… don't call… the doctor." And finally his eyes were completely closed. For the last time before he drifted away into the deep sleep, Sakuragi verbalized faintly, "…all I need is… a peaceful… sleep." Then soon after that he dozed off into the dreamland.
"As you wish." Rukawa hang up the call and placed the phone down. Both pairs of Ayako and Miyagi's eyes turned abruptly upon him.
"Rukawa… you can't… You know he needs a treatment!"
"Let's just wait till tomorrow… It'll be useless anyway. That Do'aho won't wake up even if we threw a rock on his head. Let's just wait until tomorrow."
Ayako shrugged. Miyagi heaved deep air. "Well then if you suppose so, I'll just come back on tomorrow, Saturday, morning." The captain fixed his bag on his left shoulder and rose off his seat. Ayako only followed him
"Ano, Rukawa-kun… I gotta go too.. I got chores to do. I'll see you tomorrow. I'll come with him perhaps," She moved her hands and held onto Miyagi's shirt, "Ja na…"
"Take care of him, Rukawa… Bye." They left out in just a flick of time, leaving Rukawa and Sakuragi alone.
"Now what should I do with this idiot?"
Seeing that his shirt was still drenched with sweat from the afternoon practice, Rukawa realized that he must dress him into a proper sleeping outfit such as pyjama or a clean t-shirt. "Yare yare… Here goes." So Rukawa bent down and then shook his shoulder. "Oi, wake up."
"Uhh…" Sakuragi groaned as he was still half-awake. He avoid to open his eyes. He chose to keep resting his cheek against the surface of the couch.
"Come on, don't sleep here, Do'aho. Besides your oblong is wet. Go get changed." Sakuragi ignored him. Instead he rolled onto the other side, facing the backrest of the sofa, turning his back onto Rukawa. "Do'aho."
"…I can't… walk." He finally announced.
"I'll help you up."
"No you wont. You'll throw me down…"
Rukawa sighed. "Come on, I'm not gonna play this time. It's serious. Hora. Get up. I'll help you."
"…u sure?"
Rukawa breathed another profound cold air from the room as he rested his hands on his waist. "I promise…"
"Alright…" Sakuragi turned slightly to the corner and threw his feet onto the floor. Rukawa knelt down beside him and put Sakuragi's arm around his neck and lifted him up. "where are we going…? Kitsune?"
"To my room. You can sleep on the bed there. It's comfier than the couch… And you gotta change your damp clothes."
"…kitsune's bed? Heheheh…" The self-claimed genius chuckled as he choked.
"What? You want to sleep on the asphalt?"
"…no."
"Very well then shut up."
***
Sakuragi was changed, Rukawa helped him thoroughly. Now he is dressed in Rukawa's favorite green pastel pyjama. He was completely strengthless. Everywhere he goes, Rukawa must help him to stand up or else he'll just limp down on the floor. Finally he was resting on Rukawa's bed. The peaceful moonlight were shining down on his face, giving shades of blue. He looked so tranquil. Rukawa was sitting down on a chair, his head were staring utterly at Sakuragi. There was nothing but Sakuragi's gentle snores between the silent air. "…Kitsune?" The silence was at last parceled.
"Huh?"
"I can't sleep…" Announced Sakuragi quietly.
"Hm? Then what?"
"Sing… Sing so that I can sleep…"
Rukawa sneered as he looked away. "Hell no. I got terrible voice."
Not opening his eyes, Sakuragi put on a mischievous smile on his lips. "At least… it's better than this dead silence…"
"…Uh… I'm not responsible if there's a broken glass caused by my horrid voice." Rukawa tried to find excuse to prevent him from singing. He could do almost anything but singing.
"I'm not too… This is your house," retorded Sakuragi as he lay still on the bed. Rukawa still insisted that he don't want to sing to him. It's stupid. Besides it feels strange. That's the kind of things couples do when they're out on a date. He's not, they're not! Why on earth such he do such things? "I wish Kaasan's here to sing me lullaby…"
"Cut it out, you're a grown man…" Rukawa snapped back.
"Still… I missed her…"
"…"
"Kaasan…"
"I missed my mother too, Sakuragi…"
"…Kaasan." A tear rolled down his pale cheek.
Rukawa then heave a sigh and pulls his chair closer. Guess like this guy's not gonna give up anything unless somebody claims their lost. He decided that he'll sing, since it'll make him quiet. In his mind, Rukawa gathered up the songs that he could possibly know. After he chose one, Rukawa bent his back, closing the distance between them. It was close enough, Rukawa was now on top of Sakuragi's earlobes, tickling him with his breath.
"Put away your tears and your sleepy eyes
Put away that bullshit, big boys they don't cry to their mommas
... she'll be back soon…"
Sakuragi smiled heartily when he heard Rukawa's hoarse tone on top of his ears. He sounds so deep.
"And she says… maybe it's over…
And he says… there's plenty more fish in the sea…
But I say… Don't go away from me…"
Rukawa stopped when he saw that Sakuragi was drowned into his own sleep. He was glad he didn't have to sing anymore. With his index finger, Rukawa smudged the trace of teardrops from his pale face softly, trying not to wake him up. Hard to realize, Sakuragi Hanamichi who's now laying in front of him is just simply dying.
"I say…
Don't go away,
Don't go away from me…"
Then Rukawa rested his chin onto the vacant place on the bed, straight beside Sakuragi's hands. He felt sleepy, he wanted to sleep too.
"Please don't go away from me…
But can you take it too hard,
I'll never leave you…"
Right after he finished the last sentence of the verse in the song, he closed his eyes and joined Sakuragi into his deep sleep.
a.n : heheh… just plainly sweet. ^__^ the song? Oh it's five for figthing's love song. Yeah, the title is love song. I got it when I was browsing for the lyrics 'superman' and then it caught my eyes. Seemed that it fits in place with the story, huh? Well, kinda…
anyways… reviews! ^__^
"Quite, Sempai. We should be in reach in about 3 more minutes." Rukawa explained calmly. Deep inside he was rushing to attain at his house though. His mind was far too fretful about Sakuragi.
Miyagi heaved deep cold air to strengthen his back. Sakuragi was heavy for a guy in his height. In spite of that, he has to balance his own stature with Rukawa so that it will reduce the force that he has to abide. "So, Rukawa-kun… Is that why you pick Shohoku? It's close enough to your house?," inquired Miyagi with a composed tone. Rukawa only acquiesced as he nodded his head smoothly.
Before long after that, the minute house on the edge of the road were in sight. All of the exterior walls were painted in pastel cream. It wasn't as big as what people call luxurious, but it's style were quite unique and creative. Ayako elated when she studied the corners of the home. It was such an appealing construction. "This is your house, Rukawa-kun? So cute~~!" Rukawa merely shrugged his shoulder.
"Onegai, Captain. Please help me with him," Rukawa moved Sakuragi's arms away from his nape and handed it to the shorter one. "I wanna unlock the gates first."
"Sure sure." With no further hesitations, Miyagi accepted to put up with Sakuragi's weight on his own back. Thank goodness Ayako came rushing off Rukawa's bike to help his lover. "Living alone, Rukawa?"
"Sort of…" Rukawa replied mellifluously as his hands worked on the chains around the firm brass entrance. As he undo the lock, he pushed the gates in, giving a lot of screeching noise. He then returned towards the Shohoku captain and helped him to bring Sakuragi into the house. As they entered the living room, Rukawa carefully laid his head upon a broad couch. "Gomen ne… It's kinda messy." Rukawa scratched his head.
Ayako's eyes were wide in amusement. Somehow the style of the decorations and the furnitures grabbed her interests. "It's definitely unique! I really fancied your house!" She claimed alout in excitement.
"Honey, no time for fascinating. Go fetch some tap waters and something. Rukawa-kun," Miyagi turned to the raven-haired lad who's standing in the middle of the carpeted living room, "Call the doctor immediately."
"Alright." Rukawa ambled over to the telephone and then dialled the doctor's number. For a while Miyagi let him have the conversation between him and the medic and assists Ayako to clean Sakuragi's face with soaked towel.
Out of their expectations, Sakuragi regained his consciousness and opened his eyelids leisurely. He looked around and saw that the setting was different. The last time he remembered was that he fell down in the gymnasium's washing room and yet he's laying down on a snug sofa inside a room which the walls had been painted in deep salmon. "Where am I?" The faces of both Ayako and Miyagi were still blurry towards him.
"Hanamichi," Miyagi chanted in relieve. "Thank goodness. We were so worried about you. How are you feeling now?" Sakuragi couldn't manage to reply. His eyes were still heavy and his head were still aching. "I think we still need the doctor, Rukawa-kun. Go continue make the call."
"Don't…" Sakuragi's voice were so soft and it was bristly. Miyagi leaned closer to hear what he was saying. "Don't call… the doctor…"
"What are you talking about, Sakuragi Hanamichi?" Ayako asked him alound, speaking on the top of her lungs. "You're current physical condition is low now and you barely could stand up! At least we need a doctor to go check on you to see whether you are okay."
Still Sakuragi take no notice on her. "Rukawa," he begin as his eyes started to close down bit by bit, "if you can hear me… don't call… the doctor." And finally his eyes were completely closed. For the last time before he drifted away into the deep sleep, Sakuragi verbalized faintly, "…all I need is… a peaceful… sleep." Then soon after that he dozed off into the dreamland.
"As you wish." Rukawa hang up the call and placed the phone down. Both pairs of Ayako and Miyagi's eyes turned abruptly upon him.
"Rukawa… you can't… You know he needs a treatment!"
"Let's just wait till tomorrow… It'll be useless anyway. That Do'aho won't wake up even if we threw a rock on his head. Let's just wait until tomorrow."
Ayako shrugged. Miyagi heaved deep air. "Well then if you suppose so, I'll just come back on tomorrow, Saturday, morning." The captain fixed his bag on his left shoulder and rose off his seat. Ayako only followed him
"Ano, Rukawa-kun… I gotta go too.. I got chores to do. I'll see you tomorrow. I'll come with him perhaps," She moved her hands and held onto Miyagi's shirt, "Ja na…"
"Take care of him, Rukawa… Bye." They left out in just a flick of time, leaving Rukawa and Sakuragi alone.
"Now what should I do with this idiot?"
Seeing that his shirt was still drenched with sweat from the afternoon practice, Rukawa realized that he must dress him into a proper sleeping outfit such as pyjama or a clean t-shirt. "Yare yare… Here goes." So Rukawa bent down and then shook his shoulder. "Oi, wake up."
"Uhh…" Sakuragi groaned as he was still half-awake. He avoid to open his eyes. He chose to keep resting his cheek against the surface of the couch.
"Come on, don't sleep here, Do'aho. Besides your oblong is wet. Go get changed." Sakuragi ignored him. Instead he rolled onto the other side, facing the backrest of the sofa, turning his back onto Rukawa. "Do'aho."
"…I can't… walk." He finally announced.
"I'll help you up."
"No you wont. You'll throw me down…"
Rukawa sighed. "Come on, I'm not gonna play this time. It's serious. Hora. Get up. I'll help you."
"…u sure?"
Rukawa breathed another profound cold air from the room as he rested his hands on his waist. "I promise…"
"Alright…" Sakuragi turned slightly to the corner and threw his feet onto the floor. Rukawa knelt down beside him and put Sakuragi's arm around his neck and lifted him up. "where are we going…? Kitsune?"
"To my room. You can sleep on the bed there. It's comfier than the couch… And you gotta change your damp clothes."
"…kitsune's bed? Heheheh…" The self-claimed genius chuckled as he choked.
"What? You want to sleep on the asphalt?"
"…no."
"Very well then shut up."
***
Sakuragi was changed, Rukawa helped him thoroughly. Now he is dressed in Rukawa's favorite green pastel pyjama. He was completely strengthless. Everywhere he goes, Rukawa must help him to stand up or else he'll just limp down on the floor. Finally he was resting on Rukawa's bed. The peaceful moonlight were shining down on his face, giving shades of blue. He looked so tranquil. Rukawa was sitting down on a chair, his head were staring utterly at Sakuragi. There was nothing but Sakuragi's gentle snores between the silent air. "…Kitsune?" The silence was at last parceled.
"Huh?"
"I can't sleep…" Announced Sakuragi quietly.
"Hm? Then what?"
"Sing… Sing so that I can sleep…"
Rukawa sneered as he looked away. "Hell no. I got terrible voice."
Not opening his eyes, Sakuragi put on a mischievous smile on his lips. "At least… it's better than this dead silence…"
"…Uh… I'm not responsible if there's a broken glass caused by my horrid voice." Rukawa tried to find excuse to prevent him from singing. He could do almost anything but singing.
"I'm not too… This is your house," retorded Sakuragi as he lay still on the bed. Rukawa still insisted that he don't want to sing to him. It's stupid. Besides it feels strange. That's the kind of things couples do when they're out on a date. He's not, they're not! Why on earth such he do such things? "I wish Kaasan's here to sing me lullaby…"
"Cut it out, you're a grown man…" Rukawa snapped back.
"Still… I missed her…"
"…"
"Kaasan…"
"I missed my mother too, Sakuragi…"
"…Kaasan." A tear rolled down his pale cheek.
Rukawa then heave a sigh and pulls his chair closer. Guess like this guy's not gonna give up anything unless somebody claims their lost. He decided that he'll sing, since it'll make him quiet. In his mind, Rukawa gathered up the songs that he could possibly know. After he chose one, Rukawa bent his back, closing the distance between them. It was close enough, Rukawa was now on top of Sakuragi's earlobes, tickling him with his breath.
"Put away your tears and your sleepy eyes
Put away that bullshit, big boys they don't cry to their mommas
... she'll be back soon…"
Sakuragi smiled heartily when he heard Rukawa's hoarse tone on top of his ears. He sounds so deep.
"And she says… maybe it's over…
And he says… there's plenty more fish in the sea…
But I say… Don't go away from me…"
Rukawa stopped when he saw that Sakuragi was drowned into his own sleep. He was glad he didn't have to sing anymore. With his index finger, Rukawa smudged the trace of teardrops from his pale face softly, trying not to wake him up. Hard to realize, Sakuragi Hanamichi who's now laying in front of him is just simply dying.
"I say…
Don't go away,
Don't go away from me…"
Then Rukawa rested his chin onto the vacant place on the bed, straight beside Sakuragi's hands. He felt sleepy, he wanted to sleep too.
"Please don't go away from me…
But can you take it too hard,
I'll never leave you…"
Right after he finished the last sentence of the verse in the song, he closed his eyes and joined Sakuragi into his deep sleep.
a.n : heheh… just plainly sweet. ^__^ the song? Oh it's five for figthing's love song. Yeah, the title is love song. I got it when I was browsing for the lyrics 'superman' and then it caught my eyes. Seemed that it fits in place with the story, huh? Well, kinda…
anyways… reviews! ^__^