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Only Hope Can Remain

(11:00)

Nowaki pov.

I carry the kid slowly outside. The apartment isn't too far from here, so I ease the kid onto my back. I wake him up while doing so.

"Wh-What happened?"

He sound tired and confused. He didn't look well at the flower shop, but that seemed only to be the start.

"You passed out in Hiro-san's classroom. He called me, saying you couldn't really go home, so I was going to take you to our apartment. I'm a Nowaki Kusama. I'm a doctor, but I've talk to you at my part time work."

He blinks and tries to slid off my back. He is standing but just barely.

"I remember. Thank you and Sensei for care for me. I'm sorry, I caused trouble."

He looks as if he was planning to walk away, but also has no idea where to go.

I smile and pull him along slowly. He doesn't seem to care very much.

" I'm going to keep talking to you, I don't want you to pass out again, okay?"

He nods his head, but still seems out of it. I ask him all kinds of questions, trying to keep most of them 'yes or no.' I halfway carry him once more up the steps and to the door of the apartment.

'I really hope this kid is okay, he seems like a good kid. Has a cute girlfriend, whom he buys flowers for. A family who supports him. Loving parents and siblings.'

I set him at the table, take his bag, and set it by the door. He looks like he is trying so hard to stay wake.

"How about I heat up some food, Takahashi, right? I haven't gotten groceries yet, but Hiro-san made curry that's good."

He simply nods again. It doesn't take long for it to heat up, coming out steaming. He perked up a little bit when he saw the food. He said a prayer and dug in. I had to do a double take when I saw his plate almost clean. It almost didn't seem like the same kid, with the exceptions that he was still a little pale and clothes were matted.

"Thank you, that was wonderful. I should be going though."

He got up slowly, and I was standing in front of him before he could even take a step. I put my hand on his forehead, which was still burning.

I hummed for a second "Yeah, no. You're not leaving. You passed out in Hiro-san classroom, are quite pale, and have a high temperature. You also said you couldn't go back to your housing. Just stay here for a while. It's a break at the university anyways, right?"

He sighs and presses his lips together, deep in thought. I smile and pick up his bag. This catches his eye but I'm already headed to the guest room with his things. He follows me and watches as I put his stuff on the bed. He paints a worried expression on his face, and opens his mouth to fight, but I cut him off.

"Since that is taken care of, how about a shower? Let me grab the guest toiletries and you can do so." I keep talking, because if I do, he might give in and go along with it.

"Takahashi, I'm going to have you shower in the main washroom. It's just in case you pass out again, okay? Also, I'd like to talk about why you have been out in rain when you are feeling up to it."

By then we've gotten to the washroom connect to the master bedroom. He nods and turns into the washroom. I grab some of the clothes I'd been meaning to donate. The kid is too small for Hiro-san's or my clothes. It was a simply T-shirt and shorts. I knock before I enter hearing the shower running. He left his clothes folded on the counter, so I switch them out easily. After I grab on of the many books laying around and began to read. Takahashi only takes about ten minutes and when he walked out his cheeks were red and his eyes tired.

"Takaha-"

"You can just call me Misaki."

I smile and nod. "Then you can just call me Nowaki."

He nods again."I think I'm going to sleep. If that's alright?" He scratches the back of his head. I nods and go back to reading. He walks out and I hear the soft open and close of the guest room door. I hope he'll be alright.

( 2 hours later)

I put down my book once more when I heard the door open. I really hope that isn't Misaki. I walk out to the living room in time to see my lover.

"I'm home."

I smile and hug him. He doesn't fight."Welcome back, Hiro-san."

He pushes me away and pulls down his tie. He takes a minute to get everything in order before asking.

"How's the kid?"

He looks worried, though i don't think he would admit that.

"He looks a little better after some food and a shower. He is sleeping in the guest bedroom. He is an interesting kid."

"Yeah, I went to highschool with his older brother. He lost his parents when he was eight and Takahiro raised him. He lives with Akihiko, don't ask me how. I guess he got mixed in with that Baka's family; which is never a good thing and sounded like this wasn't the first time."

I feel my eyes widen at each word. The kid had a harder life then I had thought.

"I- I didn't even know." I feel Hiro-san squeeze my upper arm, trying to offer support. I took the opportunity to kiss him. It was sweet, simple, and ended when we heard a gasp.

Misaki's pov

I woke up and when to find Nowaki. I could feel the air release from my I could see was that they had the same kind of relationship as Usagi-san and me. I felt happy, because maybe, just maybe, it wasn't as rare as I thought. I came out of my thoughts to see one blushing professor and a panicked looking doctor.

Before I even thought of what was coming out, it was out there for all to hear:

"It's cool, I'm in a relationship with Usami."

I felt the heat rush through my neck, face, and ears. Nowaki smiled and Kamijou-sensei looked relieved. It started as a chuckle from Nowaki and when Sensei when to scold him, I snorted. That's what got us laughing. It felt good to laugh but a little hollowing as well. Nowaki had tears running down his face from laughing so hard. I also could have swear I saw Kamijou, the Demon, smile. We all sat down in the livingroom, when I Kamijou share a glance with Nowaki. I know what was coming next when Nowaki sat down by Sensei.

"So, Misaki, if you feel up to it. I mean, if there's problems, or-"

"He means what happened?" Kamijou cut in. It was easy to see why they were a couple. But they both looked really worried.

I sighed knowing it had to come out sooner or later.

" It started when…"