Abril: Pff… I'm gonna get super rusty if I keep procrastinating like this. Bet I have stories that haven't been updated for one year now.

Don't be mad please, I don't mean to take this long in my updates u.u I really don't.

Hope you like this chapter, we are slowly getting close to the end! (I think…)

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Madoka sat on her thighs over the wooden floor, looking at the contracted brow of the lilac-harried boy. She had returned to Hikaru, earlier than planed, so the girl could have some time for herself with their foolish boys –Who where currently outside of the small house; chatting and blabbing good heartedly after a long day.

She sighted, deciding it would do her no good to keep messing with her fingers; they'd been intertwining for so long now that she could feel them throbbing with pain. But anyway, it wasn't a surprise, they all where so worried for him after all.

Madoka smiled sweetly at the sleeping boy, a flash of saddens in her eyes; it had been everyone's relief to see his health had improved in little time, but they where not yet out of the woods.

"You're going to be fine Hyoma…" She said in a small voice, breaking slightly and betraying her hidden worry. "You'll see. We're going to take care of you and… you'll be fine. Just fine." She smiled again, a bit more confident of her words.

Her head shot up as a small crack emitted from the door. Peeking form behind was a little blond boy.

"Madoka?" He asked with a silly grin, as low as he thought he could (Which wasn't very much, though he, of course, didn't notice.)

"Yes, Yu?"

"You've got to see what Benkai is pulling off out there!" He shouted in a hushed voice "I didn't believe he could possibly make a bigger fool of himself." He added with a giggle escaping his lips.

"I don't know, I'm watching Hyoma right now and…"

"Come one!" Yu said encouraging "Nothing's gonna happen to him, we're all here." He assured with a childish smile.

"Yeah…" She thought with a smile of her own "Yeah, your right. I'm just being silly." She giggled, standing up and walking toward her friend with silent steps.

"Worrying about your friend is nothing silly Madoka. It's kind." They shared a warm, understanding gaze for a moment and closed the door behind them. "Anyway, he's asleep. What could possibly happen?"

What could indeed…

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There had been just a few minutes. A few minutes, in which he stood still, breathing evenly, listening… And there was no other sound than the running winds outside, the far away laughter of his friends and his raspy inhaling and exhaling.

A pair of bright cobalt eyes opened to the world in a flash. He sat up with the swiftness of a fox, a panicked look inhabiting his face. His calm façade? All but gone…

Breath in… breath out…

Taking a quick look of his surroundings, turning his head from one side to another, Hyoma made sure, almost in a frenetic way, that he was for sure all alone. He got up with a speed he had mastered in his younger years, but giving clumsy steps that betrayed his health.

Changing his clothes, he took a look at the window in his room. Hokuto had made sure, after the first few getaways, that Ginga secured the frame so he couldn't escape from the back. If the situation had been any different, Hyoma would've let out a small smile; after all this time one would think that Hokuto knew better what he was capable of.

He crept quietly out of his room and into the kitchen, sharpening his senses to the best extent as well as his ninja skills. He really didn't want his friends getting in his way, it had been long enough already… one more night trapped inside the house and he'd be going mad... He gathered what he needed and returned to the back room like the shadow he could make himself be.

His hands trembled as he worked his way out, and he realized, he didn't know why. It could've been for the fact that he was still very ill; or maybe because he was nervous someone would caught him red handed; or maybe… maybe because he really couldn't stand it any more. He had never been kept so long inside anywhere since the accident. It was like a phobia or an obsession, maybe both. He would always keep the door of his room open, or the one of the porch. Always. The windows would be open day in and day out no matter what the weather brought him. Always. And by every means possible… he would never stay at home for more than two days in a row.

It had been five days since he had left the house.

His door was kept close.

His window was kept locked.

He thought he could have handled it better. After all, it had been so many years since the accident. But he wasn't that strong… he hadn't got over it… He was going crazy all over again.

His body shock with trembling waves at his thoughts.

He should've known better. That he couldn't handle it, that it would be too much.

Hokuto should've know better than to lock him in his room… than to lock him up in this room…

Tears feel down his face as his hands struggled to open the window locks.

"I… I have to get out." He sobbed " I have to get out n-now…"

Click

And he was finally free…

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Abril: Again, so so sorry. Please forgive me. I'll try to write a bit more right now.

And thank you so much for the three reviews of last chapter! I appreciate it so much.