The hospital was unusually quiet for the time of day. The elevators were empty and the halls contained almost no people, and everytime I saw someone they looked like they worked there, and were not a visitor. I found it odd, but really thought nothing of it.

It took me some time to find the front desk again. The building was so vast and huge that it was easy to get lost or accidently turn down a wrong hallway. I walked as fast as I could without running or drawing attention to myself. Nerves ran up and down my body, hoping for the best but expecting to be let down.

To my surprise, the same lady as last time sat at the desk, scrolling through her computer on some shopping website, not noticing that I had just approached her.

I coughed to get her attention.

"Oh... It's you again," she glanced up at me. "I'm guessing you're here for-"

"Yes," I answered. "Can you please let me see her... Even if it's just for a minute. I'll do anything."

She started to tie her hair up into a bun as she continued to stare at her computer. "I'm sorry sir but she doesn't want to see anyone but her mother."

"But that's not fair! I-"

"Are you related to her?" She cut me off, putting bobby pins in her bun.

"Well no but-"

"Then I can't permit you to see her unless she allows it."

I knew it wasn't even her fault and that she was just doing her job, but I swelled up with anger. "But-"

"I said I'm sorry," she said in a harsh tone. "Now if you'd be so kind as to exit."

"Please," I begged. "Just ask her once more... Just once."

People started taking notice of me as I pleaded her. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a woman whisper to her husband while staring at me.

She sighed heavily, closing her eyes stressfully. "Sir, I understand how you're feeling. I'm not allowed to let you see her. I know how difficult that must be to hear, but it's against my job to let you through. I'm truly sorry."

My eyes stayed on her. I didn't know what to say. Nothing that I do would change anything. I felt so powerless, helpless... weak.

"I... My apologies for bothering you miss. I mean it. Thank you for trying," I said quietly before turning around and walking back to the elevators, my mind unable to think. Never in my life had I felt so frustrated.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

Yui hated me. Thats what I had convinced myself over the next week. Every day, every long and dreadful day, I went to that hospital. And every single time I got the same response. The week turned into two weeks, and I felt myself falling.

I didn't care about baseball anymore. In fact, I almost dispised the game. If I hadn't taken Yui to the damn game none of this would have happened. Okito noticed I started to decrease in my performance during practice, and constantly asked what was bothering me. I refused to answer.

Myoshi didn't answer her phone. I didn't know if she was angry at me too, or if Yui had told her not to talk to me. Whatever the cause, it made me even more troubled. I tried calling her everyday, leaving messages every time. After two whole weeks, I was sure she would have noticed them by now. Perhaps she even listened to all of them. Still ignoring me.

I missed Yui. I didn't even try denying it. I missed her so much. I only knew her for two months, but it felt so much longer than that. Being away from her for two whole weeks killed me, slowly eating away at me from the inside out.

After the third day of the third week away from her, while sitting at my desk doing homework, I had an idea. The chances of it working were slim, but I didn't have anything to lose.

I ripped a piece of paper out of my notebook, and took out a pen. Closing my eyes, with the pen against the paper, I though about what I would write.

Yui,

It's me, Hinata. Your friend. Remember me? I don't know if you'll ever read this, but I'm going to try and get it to you. Actually, scratch that. I AM going to get this to you. No matter what. I'll run past all the nurses and charge through those hospital doors straight to your room if I have to.

Yui, I don't know what I did. If you're angry at me for taking you to the baseball game, you're not the only one. Honestly I've hated myself for the past two weeks because I know everything is my fault. Everything. Don't even attempt to tell me otherwise.

But that's beside the point. What I'm trying to say is that.. I miss you. A lot. More than you could ever imagine. I don't know if you feel the same way, but even so I still want to see you again. Please Yui... I want to see you again. At least once. If you hate me, just let me see you one more time. That's all I ask.

I've gone to the hospital every single day after school just in case your mind has changed. And so far it hasn't. I'm hoping this letter might change that...

I miss you. I miss you. I miss you Yui...

Please let me see you again,

Hinata

I folded it up and stuffed it in my backpack before I could regret anything. My homework was half finished, but I was too exaused to do the rest. I turned off my desk lamp and went right to bed, hoping that the letter would work. It had to work.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

"Just give it to her... Please," I told the nurse at the front desk, who looked so tired of seeing me everyday she would barely speak to me anymore.

I handed her the note and she took it harshly. "Fine I'll give her the letter," she spat, slamming it down onto her desk and going back on her computer.

I stood for a moment. "Um... I was hoping you could give it to her now..."

She gave me a death glare. "You can't wait until tomorrow or something?"

I laughed a little. "You really hate me don't you?"

"Just slightly," she mumbled, taking the letter and getting up from her chair.

I grinned. "You're actually doing it?! I mean.. Thank you! I didn't expect you to actually listen-"

"Just be quiet before I change my mind," she said, opening the door to the hospital rooms, and taking my note with her.

Impatiently I sat in the waiting room chairs. Nerves took over me, wondering if this could possibly work. Maybe it was a stupid idea, but I needed something to hope for. Anything.

Ten minutes passed. Twelve. Fifteen, and she still hadn't come back yet. I was so nervous I felt my palms start to sweat.

Finally, after eighteen minutes of terror, she walked back into the waiting room. She looked almost surprised, and I stood up.

"Well?" I asked eagerly.

"Well," she said. "She's agreed to let you see her. I'm honestly shocked. I never thought she'd allow it-"

"Thank you," I smiled before walking past her through the hospital doors, too excited and nervous and horrified all at once to think.

-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-

I stopped at her room door. It was pure white, and the name tag Yui Myoshi was taped next to it. I couldn't hear anyone in the room, but my breath sounded extremely loud. I felt more scared than I ever had felt in a baseball game or for a test. More scared than anything, really.

My sweaty hand twisted the knob. And the door swung open.

I saw her. She sat up in the hospital bed gently, her pink hair the same as I had remembered. Her face was a bit pale, but at first she had no expression. I stared at her and she stared back at me.

I clicked the door closed behind me, noticing all the tubing and wires attached to her. Her eyes were tired and wide.

We didn't speak for a full minute. I had no idea what she was thinking, but I'll never forget what I thought in that moment.

She looked beautiful.

Her lips parted. "Hinata..." She sobbed out of nowhere, tears streaming down her perfect face.

"Yui-" I said half laughing half crying, running to her bed and throwing my arms around her. I sat on her bed, holding her as she cried, and cried and cried.

"Yui you idiot," I couldn't stop myself from crying too. I still don't know if it was from sadness or happiness, but now when I look back I believe it was a little of both. "What were you thinking..."

She didn't say anything. She just kept crying. Her heart monitor was beeping faster than normal, and my hands touched a few of the wires.

I buried my face in her hair, promising myself I would never leave her alone like that again.

After a long time of crying, Yui finally started to calm down. She looked so sleepy in my arms, and I looked in her eyes.

"Can you speak now?" I asked softly.

She nodded. "Can you wipe the tears from my face?" She managed a small laugh through her last bit of crying.

"Of course," I laughed a little too, brushing them off her cheeks with my thumb. I couldn't help hugging her again, and when I stopped I held her shoulders gently and looked right at her.

"Hinata," she said quietly. "I... I don't hate you. I never did. I'm surprised you even thought I did... I'd never hate you."

"Then why did you avoid me for so long Yui... It hurt..."

"I know and I'm so sorry..." She looked like she might cry again. "I caused you so much trouble Hinata. All I ever did was cause you trouble... I made you skip school and baseball practice... Made you late getting home, trouble with your parents and your friends, and you had to leave the baseball game because of me," she choked. "All I ever do is cause trouble."

"Yui that's not true-"

"Yes it is!" More tears started coming from her eyes. Her beautiful eyes. "So I thought it would be best if we weren't friends... I didn't want to get you into any more trouble. So I ignored you... Hoping you'd just forget about me like everyone else-"

I stopped her from saying anything more. My lips pressed against hers, my arms wrapped around her small waist.

I had never kissed a girl before, but I can tell you it was one of the best feelings I ever felt before.

She was frozen in shock at first. She just stood still as I kissed her, and I didn't dare open my eyes because I had a strong feeling they were wide with surprise.

And then she started kissing me back, her lips moving against mine, ever so gently. My heart leaped a thousand times, and my chest burned. Her cheeks were still wet with tears, but it was okay because mine were too. I lifted her up closer to me, and moved my hands up her waist, to her neck so I held her face.

Her lips tasted like strawberries.

And then we parted, her face inches from mine. Her mouth was slightly open, like she couldn't believe what just happened.

I smiled down at her, a hand still on her cheek. "Don't ever say that..." I whispered. "Don't ever say it'd be better for us to be apart."

She couldn't stop staring at me. "Okay," she squeaked.

I laughed, and then she did too.

After a minute of awkward silence, I held her wire-filled hand. "I really missed you, Yui."

She blushed a little as I held her hand. "I missed you too Hinata. You have no idea."

"Never scare me like that again.. Okay? I was so worried about you..." I said.

"I promise. I won't," she said, and smiled a little. "I'm sorry for worrying you."

"It's alright, I just..." I didn't know what to say. My toungue wouldn't form words.

Yui looked away nervously. "Hinata...?"

"Yes?"

"Will you stay here in the hospital room with me tonight? My mom won't be here because she has a meeting."

"Of course I'll stay," I smiled. "I can sleep on the chair next to you."

"The chair?"

"Yeah. Where else would I sleep?"

"Oh- nothing. Yeah that's fine. Thank you," she said gently. "Thank you Hinata."

"Anytime Yui," I said, having the strongest urge to kiss her again. "Always."

I apologize for the stupidness of my computer and ipod, since this chapter wouldn't upload correctly , so I think I've finally fixed it xD

Wow. Hello I'm not dead! XD I'm sorry for taking literally months to update this. Lots of things have been going on in my life lately, and I put the story aside for awhile to deal with some things in real life. But I'm back and I'll be updating regularly :) I am going to finish this story. I do not plan on abandoning it, I promise you. I hope you enjoyed :)