A/N: Muahaa.

I am evil. D Poor Setsuna. I gave her a low blow. But yes, tumors are a form of cancer, and it is very serious. Support those in need! (It's why I'm writing this story involving it.)

"She has a tumor?" Danny asked, holding her hand tightly. "How could this have happened?"

"We don't know for sure, but it could be genetic."

"But my parents were healthy!" Setsuna protested, choking down tears that were brimming her eyes.

"It could be a relative from either side of the family," Dr. Takahashi reasoned.

"I don't have any living relative," she muttered, lowering her head. "But..."

"Setsuna, we're going to do the best we can, but the tumor you have is a Brain Stem Glioma tumor. It's consistent with your reports of headaches and nausea, and the tests we did last week can confirm it."

"What's going to happen to me?" She whispered, slouching against Danny for support.

"You said it was sudden, correct?"

"Yes.."

"Well, according to what we had found, it is a high grade tumor. We might not have the option of surgery for it, because we might damage the brain stem. We'll put you through a twelve week program with radiation therapy and see how that progresses. If the tumor stops growing at the rate it is now, we can perform surgery, but if it continues to grow, we'll do our best to make you as comfortable as you will be."

"Meaning, if it doesn't work, she'll die?" Danny asked, wrapping an arm around her.

"Yes."

"W-what if your tests were wrong?" Setsuna whimpered. "What if I'm perfectly fine?"

"There's no mistake in this, Setsuna. We cannot operate on a tumor bigger than five centimeters, and this one is already seven."

"What about school? What about my life?" She couldn't bring herself to ask, What about hunting?

"You can go to school normally, and you should continue your life as it is, but your hair will fall out during radiation." Setsuna instinctively grabbed her hair. It was going to fall out? "Don't worry, you can wear a wig for it," he reassured.

"And what'll happen to me after radiation?"

"We'll find that out after, but while you are being treated, you'll probably feel nauseated and have hearing problems. Hair loss is unavoidable. We'll start with shaving off the part of your hair where the radiation will be directed, but it'll fall out on its own after that. We'll have to tattoo markers onto that area for the radiation as well."

"How often is it?" Setsuna asked, clutching onto Danny's arm.

"Every day for the first four weeks, and then we'll see if it works as it should. If it does, we'll either set you up for a higher dose and you can get treated five times a week, or we can continue the daily sessions. It varies from fifteen to thirty minutes for each session, but you have to be very still. The nurse will explain the treatment to you more thoroughly on the day of," he smiled.

"So in other words, I'll be in here for twelve weeks?"

"First eight weeks," Dr. Takahashi corrected.

"Oh shit."

"Are you sure you want me to cut off this lovely hair?" The hairdresser asked, running her slim fingers through Setsuna's silky hair.

"Cut it right to my ears, and then trim it," Setsuna told her. "But make sure it's cut neatly, I want to donate the hair."

"That's so sweet of you," she smiled before taking a pair of scissors in her hands and tying Setsuna's hair into a loose pony tail. Setsuna shut her eyes tightly as she felt the slight tug on her hair. The scissors made a quiet snipping noise as they cut through her fifteen years worth of hair. "There, you can hold on to that while I trim the ends!" She squealed enthusiastically.

"Okay," Setsuna mumbled, taking her hair into her hands. She ran her fingers along the silky exterior of the bundle of hair, taking breaths as she heard the quiet sound of the scissors.

"Take a look!" The woman chirped, clapping her hands excitedly.

"Oh holy shit," Setsuna gasped as she looked into the mirror. Without her long hair, she looked so many years younger, and it made her cheekbones and jawline even more prominent. She looked beautiful.

"It suits you so well!" She clapped even more.

"Thanks," Setsuna muttered before throwing down a twenty and striding out of the salon.

"Setsuna, why're you leaving me?" Her roommate whined, lying down on her stripped bed. She watched as Setsuna grabbed clothes by the armful and folded them into her suitcases, secretly slipping in weapons with each shirt. She had already questioned Setsuna for hours asking why she had cut her hair, and she was beginning to make Setsuna want to stab her with one of those knives.

"Vacation."

"Stay, please! It's going to be lonely!" Her voice really was getting on Setsuna's last nerve.

"I can't." She mumbled before folding the last shirt and patting it in place. She moved to the washroom, opening a mirror and pulling out creams, face cleansers, nail polish, and makeup. She stuffed those into a small duffel bag before throwing that into the suitcase as well and zipping it up.

"Why not?"

"I don't want to be in this shitty place during the holidays!" She all but shouted. It wasn't true though; she would much rather be at Cross Academy than in some shitty hospital.

"Hamasaki, somebody's waiting outside the dorm for you," a girl called as she walked past the open door, knocking once. "He's hot," she added.

"Oh." She smiled a little, throwing a tote bag over her shoulder and wheeled the suitcase out the door, a small smile lighting her face. Her roommate trailed behind her closely, jumpy at the sound of the word 'hot'.

"Who is that?" Some girls murmur at the entrance of the Dorm, giggling.

"Setsuna," Danny grinned widely as soon as he saw her walk out. His teeth were perfectly straight and pearl white. "How do you feel?" He asked, putting an arm around her as he took her suitcase. She could hear disappointed whispers around her before the crowd of girls dispersed, leaving a few lingering behind to watch.

She leaned her head on his shoulder. "I'm okay, still can't wrap my head around this thing."

"That's okay," he whispered, patting her head. The tickle of his breath against her ear made her shiver in delight, her cheeks flushing. She was melting inside, but didn't know if he felt it too. "I like your haircut. You look beautiful."

"Thank you." Setsuna was smiling from ear to ear. "Danny?" She whispered against his chest.

"Yeah?"

"You're my best friend."

"You're mine." He smiled into her hair, leading her towards the car he had rented just to take her to the hospital. Pulling open the door for her, he watched as she stumbled into the passenger seat. "Are you okay?" He asked, leaning over to help buckle her in.

"Just peachy," she smiled before grabbing his shoulder and pulling him down towards her, so close their lips almost touched. "Hey, you do have pretty eyes," she breathed out. It wasn't like she never noticed, but rather she was looking for an excuse to be able to be close to him.

"So do you, Setsu," he whispered back, smiling. He took her chin in his hand and turned her head so that she looked away from the Academy. He leaned over and planted a soft kiss onto her cheek. Setsuna could feel her heart racing in her chest, threatening to burst with love for him.

"L-let's get going, Danny," she muttered, reluctantly letting go and pulling away from his warm body, shadowed in the afternoon sun.

"Hamasaki-san, you're going to be in this room. We tried to make a private room to your request, but no rooms were available for it." Setsuna raised an eyebrow. That must've been Danny's idea.

"Who's going to be her roommate?" He asked, pulling along her suitcase.

"Well, I'm not too sure on that yet, but until then, you have the room to yourself, Hamasaki-san." The nurse showed her how to work the bed, and the T.V., where the washroom was, and how to call for help. "Change into these for me," she told her as she handed Setsuna a loose-fitting hospital gown.

"Danny, you can go back," she whispered, pulling him into a tight hug.

"Are you sure?"

"I need some alone time, hun." She choked out the last word as she felt her eyes sting. Setsuna's teeth bit down hard on her lip, causing a salty pool of liquid to flood her taste buds.

"Okay, but if you need me, just call, okay?" He smiled, looking her straight into the eyes before kissing the top of her head and the tip of her nose.

"Am I interrupting something?" The nurse knocked on the door gently.

"No, no. I was just leaving," Danny flashed one last smile at Setsuna before walking away.

"Hamasaki-san, your roommate is here," the lady smiled, though it was ice cold. The other nurse was way kinder, Setsuna thought to herself.

"Hello there, beautiful," a low and husky voice said, walking out from behind the nurse. "I'm Katsutoshi. Just call me Kazu." He smiled at Setsuna, with his full lips curled back to show gleaming white teeth.

"Hello, Kazu. I'm Setsuna," she managed a small smile back.

"I'll leave you two to get acquainted then," the nurse smiled before backing out of the doorway, letting Kazu in with a small bag dragging behind him. "Good luck," Setsuna heard her whisper to the boy.

"So who was that? Your boyfriend?" He grinned, plopping down onto the bed facing the wall opposite to her.

"No, best friend."

"So he's out of the picture?" He grinned cheekily.

"No, he's not, and you're not in the picture." Setsuna kicked the suitcase underneath the bed and flopped onto the bed. It was okay, not unlike the one back in her Dorm room, but not exactly perfect either.

"What're you here for?"

"Cancer."

"CF over here," he smiled. He seemed to smile a lot, and that irritated Setsuna.

"CF?"

"Cystic Fibrosis."

"Oh. How old are you?" Setsuna peered at him from under her short bangs.

"Eighteen."

"I'm going to be sixteen on the eleventh of October."

"Canadian Thanksgiving," he told her automatically. "I was born there before I moved here."

"Why'd you move?"

"Because I knew I was going to meet you."

"Very funny, now answer me seriously." Setsuna grabbed her pillow and threw it towards him. He caught it no problem and threw it back, almost nailing her in the face.

"Because I liked it here on vacation, and wanted to be here permanently, especially if I'm dying. I might as well die somewhere beautiful."

"Live the moment," Setsuna told him before placing the pillow behind her head and leaning back into the puffy cloud. The sun was setting, and Setsuna couldn't keep her eyes open.

"Hamasaki?" A knock sounded at the door.

"Go away," she groaned from under the covers.

"Setsuna, who'd the dud?" Kazu asked from his side of the room.

"Dud?" She peeked out to see a head of messy blonde hair and blue eyes peering at her. "Aido?"

"Who else?" He asked, walking towards her and pulling out a bouquet of red carnations.

"For me?" She asked, a little flattered that he would buy her flowers. Must feel sorry for me, she thought.

"Of course," he smiled, placing the bouquet on the table before pulling up a chair and sitting down. "You cut your hair," he stated blankly.

"Yeah. It's going to fall out anyways, so I thought I might as well use it for something good. So I went and got it cut and had it donated for wigs for cancer patients-"

"You look cute." He interjected, reaching out and fluffing her hair a little.

"W-wha... Why're you here anyways?" She was flustered and tried to change the subject. Aido pushed his chair closer to her bed.

"I came to find out why you're not at school anymore, glaring at me from that tree branch you always sit on." He reached out and touched her cheek, tracing the outline of her cheekbone.

"W-well, now you know, so you can leave," she mumbled, averting her eyes.

"Why are you here?" He asked, touching her hair. She didn't know why, but her heart beat faster and faster and her throat closed up. She could feel her face flushing red.

"I'm here for radiation," she whispered, wanting to take hold of his fingers and stop them from making her all fluttery inside. She held that feeling in and leaned into his hand, enjoying the light brush of his fingertips against her skin, like satin.

"Radiation?"

"I have a brain tumor," she told him, keeping her eyes on Kazu. He held a steady gaze on Aido.

Aido kept silent for what seemed like a long period of time. In his head, he was thinking of how Kaname could change her and the disease would disappear, and all it took was a simply bite and exchange of blood.

"A-Aido?" She touched his cheek, waking him from his train of thought. Setsuna was usually cold to him. Was the tumor affecting her memory? He had thought she hated him. Guess he was wrong.

"Yes, Hamasaki?" He leaned back into the chair, and took a good look around for the first time. The walls were a pasty white, the curtains a dreary yellow and red floral pattern that was depressing to him. It seemed like a horrible place to be, compared to the luxury he was shown everywhere and especially in Cross Academy.

"You can go now," she told him, leaning back into her pillow. She looked so dreary compared to before, and she looked as if she was skinnier than the last time they had seen each other.

"Hamasaki-san, it's time to go down to radiation," a nurse smiled as she wheeled in a wheelchair.

"What's that for?" Setsuna asked.

"You need to be wheeled down."

"Oh," she mumbled, looking to Aido. "Bye then, Aido," she smiled a little and brushed her bare leg against his as she helped herself up. Looking to Kazu, she saw his arms were crossed. A hand took her arm and helped her settle into the wheelchair. It left her nerves on end and sent a tingle up her arm.

"Bye then, Setsuna," Aido smiled, leaning down and whispering something into her ear. She flushed immediately, her heart drumming in her ears. His soft lips touched her hollowed cheek before waving goodbye to her retreating figure.

"I'll be waiting for you."

A/N: Hahahaaa!

I HAVE COMPLETED THIS CHAPTER! Longest one yet, just so you know. D

Rate and review please! I want to know what you think I can improve!