There's No Cure To Love-Sickness
He smiles unnaturally.
But no one noticed.
It's because he laughs and jokes and plays around a lot. The people around him are always full of laughter and are always surrounded by silly comedic events.
He wants it to stay that way.
Nevertheless, his wish was never heard.
He would unexpectedly come, and sees him in one of his mood. Would frown, and softly muttered, 'What stupid stuff are you thinking now, perm-head?' and catches him off-guard.
He would carefully mask his expression and says, 'Nothing'. But he knows, he will later visit the Yorozuya in the dark hour of the night, bringing sake and smoke, and none of the sweets he wanted. He would silently accompany him as he himself relives the past.
In the morning, he would find the cans of sake empty along with the seat that is still warm. In another hour, the noise from the street and outside his door will make him get out of bed and set him into his routine.
Today, he will smile again, and no one will notice that it is brighter than yesterday's.
A/N: Sorry, I've been so busy, I might not be able to update til a long time... (like, the end of the year? Teehee. :P) But hey, who knows, might update earlier than that. But anyway, thank you so much for waiting...