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Chapter 7 : It's Okay To Cry

Ryoma woke up exhausted.

Yes, he had slept a good 12 hours but it wasn't really in term good, more like a light sleep which seems like 5 minutes but was actually hours and hours and hours.

He's been like this for 3 days already.

What a bad start for the summer. (I forgot to mention it in the last chapter. It was almost summer holidays in Chapter 1-6)

"Ugh" Ryoma groaned and turned over the other side.

"Chibisuke!" Ryoma heard his annoying brother call.

"Go away" Ryoma groaned again and hid his head under his blanket.

"CHIBISUKE!" the voice called again.

"I'm not in the mood" Ryoma grumbled under the sheets.

"C.H.I.B.I.S.U.K.E!"

"JUST GO THE HELL AWAY!" Ryoma exploded.

"That's it! If you don't open your door, I'm going to either come in through the window, or I'll make acid and throw at your door, causing it to incinerate on contact and causing destruction to your property! Don't think I won't do it! I learned it on YouTube!" Ryoga warned.

"Great" Ryoma thought. "The last thing I needed right now is somebody INVESTIGATING my room"

"Whatever! It's going on your allowance anyway!" Ryoma called back.

"That does it!" Ryoga shot and kicked the door open like the last time his little brother was having the blues. "It's 12pm already! Get up! Get the hell up! Stop scrolling! Get dressed! I'm taking you to the hospital!"

"The hospital?" though Ryoma.

"Why should I? It's bad enough I'm the main reason of her death, I don't want to see her body" Ryoma half whispered. "It's too … painful"

"Painful? PAINFUL? Try going through 57 stitches and 3 operations to live!" Ryoga barked.

"What are you talking about?" Ryoma asked confused.

"She's alive you knucklehead! Alive!" Ryoga said.

"Wait! What?" Ryoma asked again in dis-belief.

"Read my lips, Chibisuke, She. Is. Alive." Ryoga informed.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Ryoma asked, half frustrated and half relieved.

"We just got the call! She made it through! For a shy girl, she sure is a fighter. Now, enough with the questions! Get dressed , grab an onigiri and let's go see her!" Ryoga spoke with a goofy smile on his face.

Ryoma nodded and quickly headed towards the bathroom.

"Use lots of soap! She may be out cold but you still wanna look nice!" Ryoga called and ran downstairs to grab some more breakfast.

"Hey Aniki!" Ryoma yelled just before entering the bathroom.

"Yeah?" Ryoga asked stopping half way going down the stairs.

"Thanks" Ryoma thanked sincerely.

Ryoga smiled at his little brother's last comment and muttered a soft "You're welcome"

Later at the hospital …

"Excuse me, we would like to see Miss Sakuno Ryuzaki, can you please tell us which room she's in" said Ryoga to a nurse at the counter.

"Please hold on a minute, sir, while I look in the record book" replied the nurse.

"Will do" Ryoga replied.

The nurse nodded her head and went to the shelves to get the record book.

"So Chibisuke, no gifts for your dear Girlfriend?" Ryoga asked.

"She's out cold" Ryoma answered emotionlessly.

"She could wake up a few hours later and see your awesome gift on her bed side table" Ryoga chimed.

"What'cha recommend?" Ryoma asked 99% bored and 1% interested.

"Flowers" Ryoga informed.

"What kind?" asked Ryoma in the same husky voice.

"I don't know! She's your Girlfriend" Ryoga blurted out.

"Not my girl-" Ryoma was cut short when he saw the nurse come up with the record book.

"Here it is, Miss Sakuno Ryuzaki, room 109, 5th floor on you right as soon as you walk out of the elevator" the nurse cooed. "Would you like to ask me anything else, sir?"

"Yeah, is there a gift shop here?" Ryoga said.

"Yes, just around the corner" the nurse sing song.

"Thanks"

"You're welcome"

Once they left the counter …

"Oyaji and Okaa-San are coming, so let's just shop while we wait" Ryoga chattered.

"Hn" Ryoma replied.

After shopping …

"I don't think this is a good idea. What is we came at the wrong moment? What if they don't let us in? What if I tripped on a wire causing her breathing machine to stop functioning? Then she'll die!"

"Calm down. You're panicking way too much" Rinko, Ryoga and Ryoma's mother insisted.

"But-"

"No 'buts', Nanjiro. Ryoma took all the trouble to get gussied up just to visit Sakuno-Chan" Rinko told.

Nanjiro let out a sigh of defeat and followed his wife's orders, she's acting like a pregnant woman. Asking her husband to get purple carrots in the middle of the night on the hottest summer night of all nights. I mean where do you even get PURPLE carrots? And isn't everybody on vacation in summer?

"Okaa-San! No one says 'gussied up' anymore and I didn't go all the trouble" Ryoma informed.

"Of coarse you did, dear" Rinko replied.

"What's that smell?" asked Ryoga while lifting his head a bit higher.

"Medicine, it's what all hospitals smell like" answered Nanjiro.

"No, not that, something smells kinda like perfume or cologne" Ryoga responded.

Ryoma silently looked away, sulking, he was caught.

"It's probably Okaa-San" Ryoma spoke.

"No, it's not me. I didn't have time to wear perfume" Rinko answered.

"I also think it's cologne" Nanjiro added. "It's too anti-flower to be perfume"

"It's really strong, it's kinda in Chibisuke's direction" Ryoga explained.

"Maybe I bumped into someone wearing really strong perfume" Ryoma lied.

"It's called cologne and no" Ryoga said rolling the 'O'. "I think you're the one wearing the cologne"

"I don't wear perfume" Ryoma shot.

"Cologne" Ryoga corrected.

"Whatever!" Ryoma growled. "Maybe it's the flowers"

"The daisies smelled fine when we bought them" Ryoga told.

"It's proberly just the extra soap you asked me to use" Ryoma lied again.

"Soap doesn't smell that strong" Ryoga scoffed.

"How do you know?" Ryoma asked in an annoying kid like voice.

"Because I'm dating Yuka" Ryoga shot back with the same annoying voice.

"Blah, blah, blah" taunt Ryoma.

"You dweb" Ryoga roared, a large pulse on the side of his forehead.

"Grow up you two! Ryoga you're going to University this spring! And Ryoma you're going to be a Senior! A 4th Year Seigaku Scholar. Now both of you better suck it up or neither of you will see Sakuno-Chan! You got that?" Rinko swore.

They both nodded in union. Cause when their mother swore, she meant it.

"You kids these days. We're in the hospital for crying out loud" Nanjiro mumbled.

Later in front of room 109 …

"Finally we made it. This hospital is so confusing. There are 3 elevators in each wing, how were we suppose to know which elevator that nurse was talking about?" Ryoga whined.

"The main thing is we're here now" Rinko spoke. "Ryoma would you like …" Rinko's words were cut short when she saw the gloomy Ryoma looking at the plate of the room number.

"Umm… Err.. Ryoma, how about we go eat lunch and you go have some alone time with Sakuno-Chan" Rinko suggested.

Ryoma just nodded his head like a zombie.

"What? But we just got here" Nanjiro cried.

"We're going to get lunch" Rinko hissed in Nanjiro's ear.

"Y-Yes dear"

"We'll be going now Ryoma"

Once again Ryoma just nodded his head like a zombie.

When his family left, Ryoma entered the room.

The smell of medicine was quite strong, enough to block his perfume, I mean colon.

Sakuno was lying on the hospital bed unconsciously.

Her body was full of strictest.

Her hair which once reached her waist was now between her back, almost shoulder length.

Her heart beat was so weak and her face was as white as a sheet of paper.

It made Ryoma worry A LOT.

He placed the flowers in a vase with fresh, clean water and then took a seat next to her bed.

"I'm sorry" he half whispered. "I didn't mean for this to happened"

He let out a sigh.

"I didn't mean for you to get hurt. I didn't want you to get involved. My life is just crazy, you know?" he tried to joke.

There was no reply for Sakuno, she stayed asleep.

"I guess there really isn't much for me to say or do but I promise you, I'll make it up"

He bit his lip.

"I'm sorry …" his voice trembled.

His hand curled into a tight ball.

"Please wake up, please" Ryoma plead. "I can't live with the guilt. It's eating me alive. It was all my fault. I can take all the blame but please, just wake up. I can't handle this"

His nails sink deep into the flesh of his palm.

"Please, just wake up, please"

His uncontrollable breathing echoed the room.

"Please, I can't take the guilt, just wake up already, please"

He was crying while saying this. For once in his entire life, he cried.

Not because of the pain,

Not because of the guilt,

Or anything else.

He just needed to express himself, years of hiding his feelings in his heart and refusing to let anyone see his true colors was too much for him to take.

He needed this even if people say it was useless and cowardly, and a waste of water in the body.

Because sadness is a very powerful emotion.

Something that has to come from deep in your heart.

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Even if you HATE it RATE it!

The end is crappy but I had a brain fart!

Nothing was coming!

SO I just improvise!