RuRu: HOWDEE! I've had some pretty bad days lately. I'm majorly depressed too, probably because I feel like I'm a bad writer, artist, and just about everything else. I feel like I don't matter right now to anyone and I guess that's just right when I think of how none of my "see in life" friends read my stories. And the fact I'm just now getting told if my art sucks or not. I guess I'm being whiny, but I'm tired of not having the favor returned in my way. Anyway, you guys don't care about my life anyway. Your reviews are the ONLY things that keep me writing anymore. I love all of you that review; you're my only lights in my sad world right now.

Disclaimer: I don't own HMAWL.

I Can See the Wind

By: RuRu

 Chapter 5

Nami's POV

 SPRING DAY unknown Time: 11:09 AM Weather: Sunny, with a few clouds

I woke up this morning hugging myself; tearstains were fresh on my face signaling my night had been filled with tears. Whether I was asleep or awake, and that seemed about right. After seeing the guy I'm beginning to get used to being clung to by that whore Muffy...it's just...ERG! I'm forgeting that whole memory! It just brings back the night I caught my father and...

I shot up and held onto my head knowing that the painful and disturbing memories would soon flood back to me. The blood on the wall...the knife clanking to the floor...the blood on my hands...all that blood...it had gone everywhere...

I screamed, it was my way of signaling I wanted everything to cancel out, the thoughts to disappear. I didn't care if the act was childish, immature, and selfish. The fact of the matter was it had been my fault...all my fault.

Moments after my screams I felt strong arms wrap around me securely, his arms. I know this from the previous night where he held me because of all that had happened. I knew the smart thing would've been to push him away, but I didn't. Maybe it was because I felt like I needed to be held...and it only seemed right that it be by him.

Why did he keep doing this, coming to me when I needed someone? Did he not have other MORE IMPORTANT things to do with him ample and valuable time?

No, if he did why is he here now? A voice called in my head.

"It's okay." He whispered in my ear, calmly reassuring me.

I relaxed my grip that held my hair, noticing I had pulled some out. Panicing usually does that to someone, causes them to lose touch and not realize pain...or reality.

After about 20 minutes my shaking stopped, and heavy breathing replaced it, a breathing that calms you down. He had sat down on the bed beside me and began rubbing my head; the spots where my hands used to rest. I looked over at the nightstand to see if there was a tissue and noticed the razor blade that held flecks of blood on it.

MY BLOOD.

I didn't want him to see it; he'd yell at me for sure, ask me what the hell I'm thinking. Well I'll tell you! I don't notice it anymore, it hurts, but that's the point right? The point of making you forget about anything but the pain.

But as usual, my plan backfired and he turned to see where my gaze had fallen. His chocolate eyes widened and he put one hand on the blade, then picked it up and brought it closer to his face.

"Tell me this isn't yours." He pleaded, knowing the answer I'm sure.

"I shouldn't lie." I answered, rubbing my eyes, feeling ashamed to stare at him for some odd reason.

He clinched his teeth, I could tell his emotions were torn.

"Why do you feel like you have to do this to yourself?" He asked, eyes full of confusion.

"Why do feel like you can help someone as sick and twisted as me?" I retorted.

"Because I don't feel like I have to give up, I do this cause I want to Nami, whether you wanna trust me or not I won't let you be alone." He replied.

"I just do it to forget for a while." I answered; my wrists were beginning to grow sore.

"Well how can pain help pain?"

I've never considered that concept before...I guess because I always thought that this pain can overcome this one. That maybe if one pain is there the other will leave, but that's stupid, only feeling one pain, how dumb am I?! I mean I feel so many others; I can't forget them all. Especially since Jack is now a new one, it hurt my heart to see Muffy and him, and I can't figure out why...

"Listen, I don't want to see you hurting yourself, I might have just met you, but I already feel close to you. If you won't stop for yourself then do it for the people who care about you!" He begged.

"No one does..." I responded, so sure of my answer.

"I do."

Has anyone ever noticed the power of those two little words? The power three little letters have. No matter how you put them they are always some sort of promise. People use them for marriage, taking on an assignment, lots of things. But you always promise someone something when you say them.

I wish I had the courage Jack possessed, I mean, everyone seems to have shunned me. Understandabley of course; I have pushed them away.

Jack dropped the razor and hugged me, I let him again, it felt nice...I was safe with him. Maybe this friendship would work out, maybe.

He held me for the longest time, and I clung to him as well. I cried so many more tears and spoke so many apologizes it would have made some people just say "shut up!" and leave.

Jack stayed.

He became my support, my crutch, my life line. I noticed his caring and serious attitude and respected him for that, I'd judged him too quickly. He had told me that was fine, I had every right to hate him in the beginning, he'd been a "prick" according to him.

I sighed and rested my head against his shoulder, crying made me tired, so sleep called to me. But before I decided that I was going to take a nap something hit me.

"Jack...how did you get in my room? Where'd you come from?" I asked, head cocked slightly.

"Oh that! I stayed with you last night, I didn't want to leave you." He replied, his face a faint pink.

"Hey Jack, your blushing." I stated.

I couldn't help but smile, which he caught.

"Wow, when you smile your gorgeous!" He cried.

I felt my face grow hot.

"Hey Nami...your blushing."

END THE PRETTY DANG SHORT CHAPPIE 5

RuRu: That's called a "they're friends now" chappie! I liked the ending. So that's why its short. YOU'LL LIKE THE NEXT CHAPPIE! IF you like drama and romance that is.

Cheers to the fans of Harvest Moon. PEACE!