A/N: Okay, so I was bored and I got some random little plot bunnies nibbling at my feet, so I decided to write this story… even though not many people are really going to read it. Sorry about how short the last one was… it was more of any introduction than anything. Didn't really have much time to put in to it, I had to leave, that's why I didn't say anything in the beginning… So, this takes place after the series… except Mizuki just stays at the school… so she and Sano are all officially hooked up and everything. ;

I might add a few things on the way… I often forget little details… you'd probably know that if you read my other stories… heh…sorry for the wait…

Thanks: To those who reviewed! I'm so happy! hugs You guys are the best. You give me motivation!

Warnings: This story (not necessarily this chapter) contains: somewhat harsh language, boyXboy, maybe some OOCness….

Disclaimer: Me no own Hana-kimi or its characters.

Umeda sighed happily, the idiot was gone. He closed his eyes gratefully and returned to laying his head on the desk.

Wind blew quietly outside; soothing him and helping him drift off to sleep. Finally… He thought sleepily.

"Umeda-sensei!!" Mizuki called cheerfully as she leapt into the room.

"Again…?" The doctor groaned, lifting his head up to face the girl. "What is it..?" He asked sleepily.

Mizuki's grinning face was inches from his, so close he could smell the flowery shampoo she had used that morning. "Personal space, please." He added grumpily.

"Sorry." She replied giddily and took a few steps back. She sat on the window sill, the huge grin still plastered on her face. "Guess what Sano did today?" She asked happily. She tilted her head to the side and watched him.

He paused. "I don't know. Tell me." He replied, a yawn following his statement. Mizuki's face reddened as she giggled. "He asked me on a date!" She yelled joyfully, squeezing her arms around the doctor's neck. "A date, a date, a date!!" She repeated as she choked the redhead.

Umeda twitched. He didn't like girls touching him, even if Mizuki did this all the time. "Oh, right… sorry Umeda-sensei." Ashiya said, releasing the doctor's neck from her death grip.

The redhead sighed. "Whatever… when are you going on this date of yours?" He asked offhandedly. Mizuki's grin widened. "In about an hour!" She replied quickly. Umeda looked at her with slight amusement. "What are you doing here then… shouldn't you be getting ready for your date…?" He asked with a small smile.

"Oh! Of course! Bye Sensei!!" She yelled hastily with a quick wave. He raised his hand in a sign of farewell as she ran through the door.

A date, huh? He thought absently. Umeda stifled a yawn and reached for his glasses. He figured that he wouldn't be able to get a nap after two interruptions.

(One Day Later)

Akiha sat next to the window on the large plane, strangers on his left. Ebi had gotten a seat a few rows away and the people sitting next to them refused to change seats. Akiha sighed as he stared out the window at the rising sun.

That morning, Ebi had realized that something was wrong with the usually cheerful photographer, but Akiha had denied everything, even when Ebi guessed that it had something to do with Umeda.

It wasn't Umeda's fault that the blonde was so obsessed with him, the redhead just dealt with it in an unusually cruel way.

Akiha fiddled with the camera bag in his lap, unzipping and zipping the zipper on the main compartment. The blonde unzipped it once more and pulled out a small, expensive camera.

He flipped through its pictures slowly, taking in the emotions of each one as the plane rolled to its runway. He remembered taking most of them; some of Ebi, some of his co-workers, some of his models backstage, and a few that he didn't take -some candid shots of him.

Akiha paused at one that he was fond of. It was a picture of Mizuki, Ebi, Umeda, and him standing together. Mizuki was, as usual, smiling cheerfully with Ebi standing next to her holding up bunny ears behind her.

Umeda was glaring at the blonde's arm that had found its way around his shoulders while Akiha simply beamed as he gripped his beloved's shoulders tightly.

Akiha smiled sadly at the happy memories. He flipped to the next picture that the camera held. The blonde blushed as he gazed at this picture.

His adored redhead was sleeping peacefully on his desk; his arms folded underneath him, his red hair lying softly on his cheek, his glasses next to his arm, and his long eyelashes barely touching his cheek. Yes, Umeda looked absolutely angelic in his mind despite how the redhead usually acted.

The picture portrayed many emotions: love, passion, sadness, desperation, longing… this was one of Akiha's favorite pictures. He looked at it thoughtfully before the flight attendant's voice over the speaker system interrupted him.

He put away his camera and buckled himself in, staring out the window at the wing.

Akiha couldn't help but feel slightly nervous as the plane started down the runway, picking up speed as it neared the end of the long stretch of pavement. He was leaving everything he knew, everyone he had grown to love… except Ebi of course, who decided to come. But Ebi was different…she was… an ex-wife, like a good friend.

Of course Akiha knew that Umeda would never leave Japan, he had hoped for maybe a little hint of sadness when he told him of leaving. But Akiha found no such hint, not the smallest touch of sadness or even a hint that he cared.

The blonde let a silent tear roll down his cheek as the plane lifted into the air toward the rising sun.

Bye everyone, bye Umeda-senpai, I'm off to try something new… Don't forget me.

Io barged into Umeda's office just as he finished bandaging a kid's skinned knee.

"Ugh… I didn't even have time to run…" The redhead mumbled miserably. He waved the student out of his office.

"That was my intention." Io replied.

Umeda looked closer and saw that Io was carrying a sundae in her hand. "What is that?" The redhead asked incredulously. He stared at the sugary desert.

Io glanced down at the sundae. "Oh, it's for that blonde guy…Akiha… he gave me some pictures of you to blackmail you with… I told him I'd bring him a sugary sundae next time I stopped by for payment. By the way… where is he?" She explained, looking around the neat office.

"Gone." The doctor replied flatly. He stood up and started making himself a cup of instant coffee. Io's eyes followed him.

"What'd you do," She asked skeptically, "send him to go get you something?"

Umeda brought his finished cup over to his desk and sat down before answering.

"No. He left…he moved to America." He answered nonchalantly and sipped his bitter coffee.

Io looked at her brother in confusion, "What did you do to the guy?" She set the sundae on the desk.

Umeda rolled his eyes and set his cup down on an empty space of his desk. "Nothing."

"Nothing?" She repeated in question, narrowing her eyes. The redhead nodded.

"He just stopped by and told me he was leaving." He added with a dismissive wave of his hand.

Io raised an eyebrow at him. "You were probably mean to him too, weren't you? Like every other new person you meet. Except for Ryoichi, but where has that gotten you?"

Umeda stayed silent and tried to ignore her. She was even worse than usual.

"You're so afraid that someone will see you that you push everyone away…" She continued, looking straight at him, "If you keep this up you'll end up just the way you seem to want it: Lonely and ignored."

She finished coldly and walked out of the office.

Afraid…? I'm… afraid? Of what…? Umeda wondered, resting his head in his hands.

Is that what this feeling is…?

Eh... that's all for now...

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