Day and Night

By: Asagi Tsuki

Asagi: the continuation. Hope you enjoy

Byaku: somehow she lost the data of the second and third chapter, and so, she has to rewrite

Asagi: my computer was reformatted and you know. Anyway, the storyline is different from the one it's supposed to be, but it won't matter since you all haven't read it

Byaku: anyway, she doesn't own Sukisho

Chapter Two

He fell from the rooftop, feeling the wind rush upwards, cutting through his skin. His strands of pink hair covered his sight and he decided to just close his eyes. Opening them wouldn't be good for his health anyway, he could get a trauma or shock or something like that.

It felt like an eternity. It felt like he was falling from a cliff to a river ten kilometers below it. He inhaled and exhaled deeply, preparing himself to greet the cold concrete floor of the back entrance pathway. Now he knew how Sora had felt when he fell down from the fourth floor.

He fully expected the cold hard floor, but it never came. Instead, a pair of strong hands caught him just before he hit the floor.

He opened his eyes slowly to see who it was that had saved him, and he saw a boy with long dark blue hair and a pair of glasses. "Nagase," he acknowledged as he forced the aforementioned boy to put him down. "Thank you," he said flatly.

"Too bad it wasn't Hashiba who saved you," Nagase said with a smirk, glasses glinting, reflecting the sunlight. "Just like that time, when you needed him the most, he wasn't there," he added.

"Did I let you talk about that?" Sunao glared at Nagase who seemed unfazed. He kept standing there confidently as if he hadn't said anything wrong.

"I did not think you did," Nagase said, closing his eyes, "But I don't understand why you still stand up for that guy," he added as his eyes narrowed at the mention of 'that guy' though it was him who had mentioned it.

"I'm sorry," Sunao held Nagase's hand in his, "I'm really sorry, I know how you feel, but…" he himself frowned. He didn't know what to say. Since Sora left him at the research lab, he always leaned on Nagase for support. He had helped him throughout the experiments, and he even begged his father to stop and spare him sometimes.

"It's okay," Nagase held Sunao's hand. "But if he leave you once again, I'll be there for you," he said softly and then he walked away. Just after he had turned around the corner, the triad arrived and they approached Sunao.

"Nao-kun! Are you okay?" Matsuri asked Sunao who kept staring at the spot where he saw Nagase last. He knew that he could depend on him. He was like a real brother to him.

"Yes, I'm okay," Sunao nodded, letting a smile cross his feature, "I'm alive, aren't I?" he asked jokingly. At this, Matsuri didn't protest. He didn't even ask how he had managed to get down safely, not hurt at all. He wasn't a human-cat hybrid, was he?

Matsuri looked at the broken part of the fence lying there beside Sunao's feet, and looked up to see a part of the fence missing. He was convinced that Sunao fell from there, but he wasn't convinced that Sunao could do a back flip and land safely on the ground without hurting at least some of his toes.

"Let's get back to the dorm for now, it's getting dark," Matsuri suggested. He didn't like asking questions to his friend who was shocked. It felt like he was trying to force him to remember something his friend didn't want to remember.

The other three agreed, and they were walking to the dormitory together to have dinner.

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Later that night, Sora could be seen sitting on his bed, lazing around while hugging his beloved pink elephant plushie close to his chest. He stared at Sunao who was doing his homework on the desk.

"Oi Fujimori," Sora finally called.

"What?" Sunao asked without bothering to turn his head to face Sora. His hand moved swiftly across the surface of the white piece of paper.

"What were you talking about with Nagase?" he asked. He happened to see Sunao talking to Nagase before he walked away. He was curious, because he hadn't seen them that close before.

"None you should know," Sunao retorted flatly. He wasn't going to tell him what he had talked about. He will not, and he never will. "Curiosity kills the cat," Sunao added.

"But I'm no cat!" Sora protested as he threw Toshizou –his pink elephant plushie- towards Sunao. It hit Sunao's head, and soon, he was rewarded with an angry glare from a certain pink haired boy.

"Eep," he squeaked a bit. The next second, Toshizou hit his head, followed by a white pillow. Not too long after that, a pillow war had started.

Minutes later, both of them were lying on their respective beds, out of breath. Sunao lied there silently as he tried to control his breathing, his homework laid forgotten on the desk. It wasn't due tomorrow so it was okay to leave it like that.

"Fujimori," Sora called again.

Sunao turned around until he lied down on his belly and stared at Sora, "What?" he asked.

"What you were talking about with Nagase," he started, "Is it that important that I am not allowed to know?" he asked.

"No," Sunao answered simply, "It's just that I don't want to tell you, that's all," he added.

"I see," Sora mumbled, staring at the ceiling. Somewhere deep down there, he felt a tinge of jealousy, or maybe envy, because Sunao was more open to Nagase than to him, his own roommate.

He couldn't remember much, but all he knew was that he was afraid of Nagase. He didn't know why, he was simply afraid.

"It's ten already," Sunao sighed. "I'm going to sleep now," he announced as he pulled the sheet over his body. There was no school tomorrow, and so, he decided that he could go for a walk.

"Oyasumi," Sora said as he turned off the lamp and pulled the sheet over his body as well.

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The morning after was quite pleasant. Sunray wasn't that bright, and the birds were chirping happily as they flew about, adding a cheerful mood to the morning.

The light that infiltrated into the room woke the pink haired boy up. He looked at the clock, although he looked at it in a reversed manner, and saw that it was seven.

"Ow, damn, I overslept," he cursed as he quickly got up. He had planned to wake up at least at six thirty, but he wasn't a morning person to start with, so that explained why he overslept.

He walked towards his wardrobe to take a set of clothes, and quickly walked to the showers to take a shower. He didn't bother to wake Sora up since he always wake up at nine every holiday.

After taking a bath, he walked out of the dorm and walked along the pathway down to the center of the city. There wouldn't be any shops open until eight, so he walked slowly, savoring the cool morning breeze that tickled his skin and played with his hair. He held onto his jacket and pulled it tighter around his lithe body.

"Morning," a calm voice greeted from behind him and he needn't turn around to know who it was. He nodded his hand and muttered a low ohayou as a reply, continuing his walk, though he slowed his pace down to let the other one catch up with him.

"What are you doing?" Nagase asked, looking down at Sunao who was looking down at the ground.

"Taking a walk," Sunao answered simply. "What are you doing?" he asked back.

"Following you," Nagase answered simply. He fished his hands into his pockets.

"What for?" Sunao asked.

"I need to tell you something," Nagase said, his expression changed into a serious one all of a sudden.

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"Good morning!" Matsuri shouted as he banged the door to Sora's room open. He saw the blue haired boy still lying peacefully under his cover.

"Hey wake up! Nao-kun is already out!" he shouted at Sora's ear, successfully waking the other boy up.

"What the heck?" Sora shouted, holding his buzzing ear with his right hand. He took a look at the bed beside his and noticed that the occupant had gone.

"See?" Matsuri asked. "Aren't you going to go with him or something?" he asked again.

"Fine, I'm going," Sora grunted as he grabbed a pair of loose pants and a plain white t-shirt. He walked to the shower room and took a shower while Matsuri left for his own room.

After he had taken a shower, he grabbed his jacket and walked out of the dorm, to the center of the city where he knew Sunao would be headed.

It was still early spring, and the chilly air was still there, although the snow had disappeared and sakura blossoms had bloomed to their fullest.

He tightened his hold on his own jacket and tried to look forward. Far away, he saw two figures, just standing there. One with shoulder length dark blue hair while the other had long pinkish hair.

"Aren't those Fujimori and Nagase?" he mumbled to himself. He walked down the path to get a better look on the two figures. When he got close enough, he noticed that they were, indeed, Nagase and Sunao.

It looked like Nagase was telling Sunao something before leaving him, and Sunao's expression turned from normal to shocked.

End of Chapter Two

Well, hope you enjoy. It's a bit strange, I know, but I sincerely hope you enjoyed it.