Sorry! By all accounts this shouldn't have taken so long to get out; I tried to do a bit of proof reading and ended up adding a lot XD Plus life gets in the way sometimes. One last part after this, shouldn't take nearly as long to be uploaded. Enjoy.

Disclaimer: I don't own Uta no Prince-sama! If I did Syou's life would be a lot antsier XD

Natsuki/Syou- light

For Tomorrow:

"Syou-chan? Natsuki's voice penetrated the dark silence of their shared dorm room just as Syou was about to fall asleep. Thus, in response to the disturbance Syou answer with an appropriately irritated, sleepy grunt. With all the performances and assignments stacking up the days were growing long and draining, and to say that Syou was tired would be an understatement.

"What?" The blonde finally acknowledged when his roommate fell into silence. It wasn't like Natsuki to keep quiet about his thoughts, and it never bode well.

When Natsuki made a small whine of hesitation Syou flopped over onto his side to glare past the darkness towards the dim outline of the boy across from him. He made sure to punctuate the sigh that brushed past his lips with audible exasperation. Whatever was bothering Natsuki now would only fester into something more annoying the longer Syou left it alone so he might as well deal with it now. Natsuki needed the rest just as much as he did.

"Just spit it out, we have to get up early for rehearsal tomorrow," Syou complained, though his voice wasn't completely free of curiosity as too what had Natsuki in such a strange sullen mood. Even within the privacy of their own room it was rare for Natsuki's more thoughtful side to emerge.

"Can I ask you something personal?" The boy across from his requested quietly, his voice slightly distorted, as if he were addressing the wall rather than Syou himself. The shorter boy was immediately suspicious; Natsuki attempting tack was always dangerous, the glasses wearing teenager was a master at getting exactly what he was looking for.

After a moment of internal debate over whether his curiosity out weighted the possibility that Natsuki would uncover some random embarrassing tidbit of information, Syou consented.

"Go ahead," he agreed slowly, making sure Natsuki could hear the warning in his voice. This time he would not be fooled into releasing anything his roommate could use as blackmail.

"Promise you won't lie to me?" Natsuki's next question had Syou more than a little taken aback. Sure he had a habit of simplifying and generalizing things but he was never a liar.

Syou was instantly defensive, "Why would I?!" Syou spat, annoyance spiking high with the request paired with Natsuki's intentional ambiguity.

"Just humor me," Natsuki responded vaguely and Syou could nearly hear the small forced smile spreading across the other boy's lips. It wasn't a very flattering expression to even imagine and he hoped the other wasn't actually wearing it.

"Whatever," Syou dismissed still making his discontent known, "Fine, I promise okay?" It wasn't that big of a deal, he wasn't planning to lie about anything anyway, but that fact that Natsuki required it was a bit upsetting.

"Syou…Are you dying?"

Startled by the morbid question Syou shot up from his bed in order to stare incredulously at the sloping mass of Natsuki's shadowy form. He wasn't expecting anything like this, Natsuki's usual absurdities, fine, but thoughtful Natsuki was even harder to predict than insane Natsuki. Honestly Syou wasn't prepared in the slightest to handle this particular question.

"Huh?" His response was as ineloquent and baffled as his thoughts. Why would Natsuki suddenly ask something like that? Syou attempted to reason out the unreasonable. For a moment Syou entertained the idea of some secret correspondence between his roommate and brother but quickly dismissed it. Kaoru was not so manipulative as to involve Natsuki with his paranoia, and Natsuki, despite his usual bravado of ignorance, wasn't quite as airheaded as he led on. It was only a matter of time before he started to get suspicious of Syou's condition.

Natsuki remained stubbornly silent and that was all the confirmation Syou needed to know exactly what it was his roommate was getting at. Yet the timing still made little sense. It had been weeks since his last impromptu trip to the hospital and though he had a few checkups, no more than a handful, it wasn't anything too unusual or informative.

"Everyone dies eventually," Syou deadpanned, finally finding his thoughts again. Whatever state of mind that had Natsuki asking such questions Syou intended to sever immediately.

"Syou…" Natsuki's dejected voice signaled his dissatisfaction with Syou's response, yet the smaller of the two felt no guilt. His statement was fact, and he couldn't fathom a more correct answer to the question. He would die when his time came, as would Natsuki. There was no need for this discussion. Satisfied with his justification Syou flopped onto his back fully ready to ignore anymore of Natsuki's around-about inquiries and sleep.

"You have a heart condition right? Last time… What happened last time was caused by it right?" This time Natsuki was more direct and Syou felt a shiver of apprehension rush through him. He didn't want to have this conversation, not now, not ever. Yet leave it to Natsuki to stew over the details for weeks before finally talking about it. Syou figured his roommate had harbored these feelings ever since his attack and was now too bothered to leave the subject alone. When Natsuki hadn't bothered about it within the first week Syou had the audacity to think that some actually trusted his judgment on this matter. But as usual he was wrong; of course Natsuki, his self-appointed caretaker, number-one-fan-thus-overseer, and unconventionally clingy roommate would worry.

"I guess…" Syou sighed, there was no reason to lie to Natsuki, he was already concerned and could connect the details easily enough himself. "But that doesn't mean I'm dying!" Syou tacked on sounding a bit more upset then he had intended. He didn't want Natsuki's pity.

"But you've been going to all those doctor's appointments and sometimes you look so tired…I-"

"Stop it." Syou cut the other boy off before he could go any further, a scowl crossing his fair features. Natsuki was being unfair, just like Kaoru, and his parents, and his doctors. No one could judge his limitations except himself. They were all tired, with shows and rehearsal round the clock, plus class still to attend there wasn't a single member of Starish not feeling the strain, but only he was singled out, like everything else he tried to do. No sports, no stress, no excitement. What no one seemed to realize was that was Syou, high tension, energy; and without this fast paced, action filled lifestyle there would hardly be a life to live.

When the tense silence stretched on Syou could hear Natsuki writhe within his sheets before finally sitting up and questioned softly, "Syou…?" It was obvious he caught the drift that he had offended his friend, and Syou was glad for it would save him the explaining; which he was hardly in the state of mind to deliver. The blond could feel the fuse of anger simmering its way through his veins, hot against his skin and quick in his heart.

"I know you're concerned and whatever but just… don't be. I'm not a kid anymore; I can take care of myself. I don't need you or anyone else telling me how to live my life." Syou couldn't keep the bitterness from his voice, well-manicured fingers digging harshly into the soft material of his duvet. A rather pitiful, ruefully unresponsive, outlet for his growing discontent. He knew Natsuki didn't deserve such a harsh reprehend but he was truly tired of people looking down on him, thinking him incapable, inadequate. Especially Natsuki; they were supposed to be partners, friends, equals. So he had a medical condition, that didn't make him weaker, or less able, if anything it made him stronger, more determined, and less hesitant.

"I'm sorry!" Natsuki apologized much too quickly, "I know that! I know you can… Syou-chan." He was still worried, Syou could hear it in his hasty words, the air was thick with it. A palpable suffocating concern. Concern Syou neither needed nor wanted, not now, not while he was health and enjoying life.

Taking in a deep breath Syou forced himself to swallow back his anger and give Natsuki the diplomatic answer he deserved, yet one that would cure him of his unnecessary fear. Obviously his short tempered responses were getting them nowhere fast with Natsuki's insatiable need for reassurance.

"Listen," Syou began softly, more exasperated and tired than comforting but much calmer, which made all the difference in the quiet lull of their bedroom. Even in the dark he could see Natsuki leaning towards him as if hanging from the words that had not yet even past his lips.

Obliged by his neighbor's anticipation Syou continued, "No one knows when they're going to die… Not me, not you, not even Ren who thinks he knows everything. So I never spend my time thinking about it. Sure I have a heart condition, but I'll never let that limit me. I'm going to live my life to the fullest with no regrets, for myself and for my friends and family. Because that's all any of us can do in the long run." Syou's eyes turned up to the ceiling and he listened to his voice as if someone else were speaking the words. In the corner of his vision he could see the rather eerily gleam of Natsuki's glasses reflecting a sliver of light that flittered in from the thin space below the door "We struggle, and we live. We live for as long as we can and try to find happiness. Right now, Natsuki, I'm happy. I look forward to everyday I get to spend with you guys. I don't stop to wonder when I'll die, because right now I'm alive and that's all that matters to me."

From the other side of the room Syou heard a pathetically suppressed sob and he groaned despite the tense seriousness his thoughts held not moments earlier. Bracing himself Syou was only rendered breathless when seconds later the full brunt of Natsuki's weight landed on top of him. Pinned to the bed Syou could only lay still as the golden haired idol crushed him in an embrace, face burrowing into the material of his night shirt.

"I-I don't want to lose you Syou!" Natsuki sobbed, voice cracking with such emotion Syou shivered along with him. Natsuki wasn't supposed to be sad, and he was most definitely not supposed to be crying; for a moment Syou remained rigid, frozen with uncertainty. Even Kaoru never broken down quite like this before, and the only time Natsuki's personality strayed this far from bubbly was when he lost his glasses. But the alter ego Satsuki was never sad, and this was most definitely Natsuki.

Just Natsuki scared and seeking comfort; the thought calmed Syou. Right now the other boy seemed to need more than just his explanation to calm down so Syou would allow, just for tonight, Natsuki to cling and cuddle him. Finally Syou relaxed into the embrace and slowly he brought an arm around his friend the other moving to brush through curly strands of gold.

"I'm not going anywhere, I promise."

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