Chapter 3
Okay here's part 3 of my fic and by now all the small spoilers have been revealed, I think so you can enjoy this part with out worrying about the plot of 6 being spoiled.
Tuesday
Mashiro had spent anther sleepless night and was surprised he was still standing.
Lunch was nearly over and he needed the bathroom before he could return to the classroom for the afternoon lesson.
Washing his hands Mashiro caught sight of himself in the large bathroom mirror and was shocked. His skin had become unnaturally pale to the point of looking pure white, his light brown eyes had sunken back into his head and coupled with the ever increasing dark circles around them he had a some what comical appearance and his brown hair had become lip and straggly.
What's going on I look like the living dead Mashiro thought to him self and he knew why. He had made not progress on discovering the identity of the guy he'd seen two nights ago. Worse still Sou's condition seemed to be slowly worsening, almost as if his life was slow slipping away.
Mashiro looked directly at the mirror surprised at what he'd just been thinking, wasn't finding someone who was dangerous more important than that jerks current condition, at least from Mashiro's point of view. After everything Sou had put him why was he so upset and what was really getting to him was he knew it was Sou's slow detrition that had him up all night and make look like a zombie.
"Damn it. Why am I feeling like this" Mashiro yelled and smacked his fist on the bench top. Movement reflected in the mirror told Mashiro someone was behind him. Turning he saw it was his Sempai and he look concerned.
"Ah, Sempai" How am I going to explain this Mashiro thought, he probably thinks I'm deranged or something like that.
"You need to put that hand under water to numb it before the pain sets in". Before Mashiro could respond, the upperclass man garbed a paper towel, wet it took Mashiro's hand and placed the wet towel on it. The Sempai grip on his arm was making Mashiro feel uncomfortable again so he puled his hand away.
"Um… thank you Sempai" said Mashiro before he walked out the door. He was sweating buckets.
Meanwhile
Sou was lying on his back, his eyes with a glazed on a black rippling surface. He turned to his side, tucked his legs up as close to him as possible and blinked.
"I thought we'd agreed no more crying Sou" said the young girl
"Sorry Sis"
The young girl became the mature girl once again and haled out her hand. Sou took and the dark shadow surrounding him increased.
Back at Kokoku
Mashiro walked down the corridors of school back to the boy's dormitory and he had pass the public wash stand and today three girls stood there chatting.
"Well I don't know about you but he's getting what he deserves" said a girl with medium brown hair, pulled off her face by a white hair clip at the back.
"Miaba!" said anther girl with her black hair in a plat
"You've got no right to be high and mighty Tanba, he was your boyfriend before he became mine"
"You really think Mizuashi jumped?" asked the third girl who had light brown bobed hair.
This got Mashiro attention.
"Yeah, he probably took a look in the mirror and decide to do the world a favour" said the first girl.
"Don't you mean he decided to all the woman of the world a favour? He must have thought he was releasing us of all the trouble in plotting his downfall"
The girls laughed
"How dare you?!" Mashiro relied
The girls looked at him stunned
"How dare you think that you have the right to joke about a guy who might be dying?!"
"Mashiro-kun, why are you defending him said the second girl "Aren't you two enemies or something, I mean you should be glad that he hasn't been around"
Mashiro thought back to the time when he had been determined not to lose to Sou, that time seemed so long ago and a the feeling he carried with him pointless now.
"So what if we were? That doesn't mean I'm going to go round and treat his memory like dirt" Mashiro replied
The girls smiled at each other.
"We shouldn't of expected that you would Mashiro-kun, your to nice and kind for that" said the third girl
"But you never had to put up with him the way we girls have" said the first
"Yeah, when we were going out he paid me very little attention, even during you know what and he was always so cold, uncaring and forceful in really bad way".
Mashrio began to think of how Sou had treated him when he'd found out he was a woman, sure he was really forceful, but he had been warm, romantic especially when there was no chance of them begin seen and concerned for Mashiro well being at times. In fact the only time Mashiro had felt Sou get distance was when She'd had got uncomfortable about Mashiro prying in to his past which was understandable, in fact Mashiro wondered if Sou had behave differently to Mashiro because he had actually liked him and the Sou these girls knew were two completely different people.
Mashiro thought of the night he'd rejected Sou out right. He seen the Sou that those girls were describing then, but at the same time he hadn't the Sou these girls knew would have continued with out hesitation but the Sou Mashiro knew had walked away wounded.
"You asked Sou out didn't you?" asked Mashiro
"So what?" said the first girl
"Sou obviously didn't what to be your boyfriend but decided to be nice so he acted like that, until you were glad to break-up thinking he was an unfeeling jerk"
Oh please let that be the reason Mashiro thought, as he walked away.
Once Mashiro retuned to his room all the things he'd said to those girls and all the memories he had of Sou came down on him like a tone of bricks, and he found him self sitting on his bed with his head in his hands. I think I take a shower, at least I won't know if it's tears or water running down my face.
After his shower Mashiro came in to his bedroom and found his phone ringing. He picked it up, with out first checking to see who it was.
"Mashiro-kun" said the voice on the other end of the line, Mashiro froze he knew who it was.
"Kureha?"
"I saw what happen at the wash stand this afternoon Mashiro-kun"
"Oh"
"And I was planing to visit Sou at the hospital tomorrow, and I thought you might like to come with me and see him?"
"I'm not sure that's a good idea Kureha…"
"I know your not exactly best friends Mashiro-kun, but I think that it would be good for him for you to be there ,hear your voice and know you care and are worried about him"
"Kureha" Mashiro said softly
"Don't tell me you're not after today you can't deny it, not after all you've said"
Mashiro realised he was fighting a losing battle, and for some reason he really did what to see Sou
"Okay I'll come with you"
"I've order a taxi to come here at the main gate five minutes after school ends, is that okay?" Kureha asked
"That's fine"
"Oh and Mashiro- kun"
"hm?"
"Thank you" she hung up and Mashiro found himself crying again.
Moon light shone through the widow and on to the dark haired body that was wrapped up in serval thick sheets but still growing colder
To be continued
Things aren't looking good for any of the characters are they? (Except for maybe Ai).
There are 4 chapters left but don't let that put you off since the last 2 are going to be really nice, I promise
As a point of reference, the first and third girls in my fan fic are the same girls from volume 1 (Sou's ex-girlfriend and his wannabe girlfriend)
Comment and rate and I may just put part 4 up (kidding I will put it up, but your feedback depends how soon).