I also remembered the pain of failing my brother. He had gotten really sick right after that, the shock of it had sent his system into shut down mode, and that was my fault. He still begged me to fly though, told me that he loved watching me fly, but I-I just couldn't. Sure, he was stable and better now, though bed ridden. But what if the next time I failed, it ticked him over? What if falling killed my brother? I just- I just couldn't. Hot arms wrapped around me, pulling me into their embrace, unwrapping me from my cocoon. They pulled my head onto their shoulder, pulled my limp body onto their lap, ran their fingers through my hair and rocked me gently. A warm set of arms wrapped around my torso, their head laying on my shoulder, their thumb gently stroking my side. "Kimi-chan, it wasn't your fault, remember? They didn't set the ribbon right, and it slipped, which made it so the knot didn't catch." Kozu says softly from behind me, his hair tickling me. "B-but Akira- I-I just…" I sob, clinging to the hot person holding me, squeezing my eyes tight. "I know. I know you're scared to fall again. It wasn't you that failed, Kimi-chan." Kozu says softly, squeezing me a little tighter.

"Akira-kun loves watching you fly, remember? He can't fly like you can, so you gotta fly for him until he's better." Kozu says, and I just sniff, burying my head deep into the hot chest. "I'm sorry, Akira, I'm so sorry…" I whimper, my heart aching as I think of my brother in the hospital, sitting on a bed with monitors and needles all over. How he would still give me a big smile every time I visited. Sitting snug against his side was a big ratty teddy bear I had won at a carnival before the fall- one of his happiest and healthiest days. He was even cleared to eat cotton candy and a greasy burger, and he loved every minute of it. "He's a strong boy, Kimi-chan. He's made it this far, he isn't going anywhere. He just needs time to put his feet down, so just fly for him once more. When he sees you flying, he chases you to get better." Kozu says, and I slowly nod my head, taking deep breaths to try and calm down. They hold me like that for a minute while I breathe, the tears slowly stopping and the pain fading. I finally opened my eyes and looked at the ribbon, letting out a shuddered breath. "I will fly, I will fly for Akira." I whisper, whipping the trails of tears from my face.

"Now who the heck have I been crying on?" I ask, leaning back and seeing it was Kuroo, who gave me a sweet smile. "Yours truly. Are you feeling better?" He asks, and I clap my hands over my mouth. "Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry! I- I didn't mean to cry all over you." I say, groaning in embarrassment as my cheeks start to burn. "It's fine, you can always cry on my shoulder Tiny Dancer." He says, gently ruffling my hair and making me smile lightly. "Thank you guys." I whisper, Kozu pulling away so I can stand up and pat myself off. I offer Kuroo a hand and anxiously glance around the gym, seeing everyone else has disappeared. "Where'd everyone else go?" I ask, and Kuroo just shrugged, standing up on his own. "Aima ushered them out, she figured you'd want some alone time to cool down." Kozu says, so I nod my head, grateful that she had saved me from that embarrassment. "Oh yeah, I promised to practice with you guys!" I gasp, though Kuroo shakes his head. "We don't have to if you don't feel like it." Kuroo says, though I shake my head. "I'm fine, I mean, it'll help take my mind off things so… I want to. I just need to take the ribbon down first." I say, pointing up to the ribbon.