I bring you this chapter because I know for a fact that I am probably not going to update with another chapter for about a few days-and within that stretch of a few days, I might be stewing in my doom because of the mountain-high amount of work that I need to get done-so, no more fanfiction writing for a while. Since I have already written this yesterday, I thought I'd just put it out there because it just seems appropriate to do so. Haha, I'm horrible :l

The original prompt is called "hold me..." and it feels...kind of fitting :3 So, I'm not going to change it.

Before you read this, however! I want to note to readers who have read the previous chapters-remember the tears trilogy? This is the continuation of the three, but with a slightly happier ending, if you will. It is the end of the tears trilogy. I bet you'll know what happens in this chapter, no?
As well, as a different notice, this chapter is written in Agata's point of view, instead of the normal Bossun's that I usually take. A little change suggested by Yuu3 :3

Enjoy!

17. "hold me…"

It was hard for him, really hard. University hasn't been any more forgiving as the weather was. After all, he had only started his first year at his local university, and life wasn't making it any easier on him. But just as he was about to yawn, he heard a familiar sound outside of his dorm. Agata looked out of the window, just as specs of white was floating down from the sky. It was that time of year already? He had been studying so feverishly that he hadn't even noticed that time had gone past so fast.

After all, university was nothing like high school. Nothing like Kaimei high, where everything was on the easier side, as he took naps every afternoon in the student counsel room. It was nothing compared to high school where he could have fun, and actually have fun, as he lingered around after school because he wanted to. It wasn't anything like the excitement he felt back when he was with his friends, his friends...

And most of all, there wasn't anyone he could potentially poke fun at, not like he did back at Tsubaki...and his twin-

Agata's thoughts stopped short. Tsubaki's twin. Yusuke. Fujisaki Yusuke.

It had been a while since he had seen that hatted teen, and it bothered Agata greatly knowing that he won't be able to see the hatted teen for a while, if not until the next year. Agata placed a hand to his chest-he had been surprised to feel it even clenching at the thought of the hatted boy. It felt like he had no space to breathe, as though his chest was closing in on him. It felt restricting, unbearable, even.

Maybe he should go out to get a breath of fresh air.

And it didn't matter if he had a class in half an hour.

In the end, where did he find himself? He found himself standing outside Kaimei high, giant puffs of air blown out into the winter air. Puffs of white clouded his vision, as he watched the trees sway in the cold air.

Why had he come here?

His thoughts were interrupted by a rather shocked call-at least, the voice sounded shocked to him. Plus, it would be extremely awkward for him to be out of the campus.

"Agata-kaichou!"

Wow, the university student thought, what a nostalgic suffix added, indeed. No doubt, even without looking at the person who had called, he knew it was Tsubaki. Only Tsubaki would coin the older boy with such a term even after he had graduated. "Yo,Tsubaki. How are you doing?" A smile, only a smile on his face.

It wasn't as though he didn't like the boy. Perhaps, he had came to this place-as he liked to claim, his feet took him here, for a totally different purpose.

But...what was that reason? His mind went blank for a rather long time, and to him, it felt as though he had forgotten something, and something important at that.

The questions would be, why?

"Ah, we are all doing really well, Agata-kaichou! All the new members of the student counsel are doing their best to fit in, and-oh, but it was better when you were around, kaichou." Tsubaki scratched his cheek again, almost shyly. "How about you, kaichou? Shouldn't you be back at the university? Do you have classes today? Wait, don't you have classes today?"

The moment seemed to last forever, and Agata gave his warmest smile-at least, as warm as he could manage-to Tsubaki, even though his heart was probably yearning for that something else.

"And...kaichou..."

A fit of screams and shouts, from his recognition, came from the wounded scream of some older boy, in the school, no less. But after a fit of shouts, he saw the blond hair girl-her name was...what was it again? The girl who was always following Yusuke-

And at once, he was reminded. Very bluntly reminded.

He knew what he came here for.

With a semi-pained expression, he gave Tsubaki an apologetic smile.

Tsubaki seemed to know what that expression Agata gave meant. Agata has got to handed to the younger boy. The boy knew what was occupying his mind without him saying anything.

The older male was about to leave when, upon being stopped by Tsubaki, he looked back, with a small look of surprise washed over his face. "What's wrong, Tsubaki?"

"I know I shouldn't be the one to tell you-and if he knew that I had told you, he'd be mad at me. He's..." Tsubaki trailed on, and it didn't take Agata too long to figure out who Tsubaki was talking about. A wave of panic washed over his face, replacing the look of surprise he had earlier.

"What? What happened? What happened to-"

"He isn't taking your leave very well. Most people would tend to disagree, but I have seen him. After all, I am his twin and I know how he feels to a certain extent. I have seen him-with such a pained expression, like the one you had earlier, but even worse; I cannot help but think that it doesn't suit him. As well..." Tsubaki looked around, watching the blond hair girl, who was named as Himeko, run across the field, far away from listening range. "...he's been confined in that club room for a while...I think he's crying on the inside..."

Agata didn't need Tsubaki to finish telling him before he ran into the school, a rushed wave at the newly appointed student counsel president, as he stormed all the way down to the Sket Dan club room.

And he shoved opened the door-

-there was Yusuke, sitting on the matted almost-bed, looking outside with a very distance expression. Without even looking at who had entered, the boy called out, "you're done with the request already, Himeko...?"

When Agata didn't reply, Yusuke twisted his head to look over his shoulder at the person who was standing in the doorway. Pure shock painted his face. That shock turned into bitterness. "Oh, it's you. Shouldn't you be away at that university you're going to? Whatever it was called."

No.

And it was then, he had stalked over to where the brooding boy was and enveloped the hatted teen in a tight embrace, in which the younger teen had struggled against. But as soon as the the struggling stopped, Agata felt the younger boy's shoulder shake, and silent sobs filled the room. There needed no words for this intimate moment, and all Agata did-alas, it was all he could do-was hold the sobbing teen tightly, assuring that it was going to be okay.

And when he felt the younger boy's fist pounding on his chest, all he could do was smile, albeit bitterly, but he knew, he knew that the person who he had in his arms was the same person he had in his arms a half a year ago.

"Yusuke," he started, knowing fully that even though the sobbing persisted, the younger boy was indeed listening. "I missed you."

He drew away from the younger teen and watched as Yusuke's tear-stained eyes open-a flutter at first, those long lashes splayed across his reddened cheeks. By the looks of the semi-visible bags under his eyes, he probably hasn't had a decent sleeping pattern, or something along those lines-insomnia, Agata decided.

And those tears told him everything that Yusuke possibly would have wanted to scream to him, from ear to ear, and it pained Agata greatly. Why, why haven't you come, at least once, to visit? Maybe even a phone call would have sufficed! Or even an email-you know that both the student counsel and Switch received those...! Why didn't you...don't you care any more? Those eyes seemed to say all that, and even more.

"I'm sorry. Forgive me." That was all Agata needed to say-it was all he had to say before the younger teen had fall into his arms, once more, tears free-falling, soaking Agata's shirt.

But Agata didn't care. He had Yusuke in his arms again, and that was all he needed.

The snow continued to fall, the cold air floated past.

It was a beautiful afternoon, as Agata held his beloved person in his arms. When the boy stopped crying, Agata noticed that Yusuke was breathing evenly, his eyes closed. He had been waiting for me all this time, sleeplessly. Agata leaned down and placed a light kiss upon the other's forehead.

And a smile broke out on Agata's face.

Thank you, Yusuke. For waiting for me all this time.

Ahhh, all the sappy goodness, :l I feel like I should write something really angsty to counter it, and then write another sappy whatever ending so that it feels better on the eyes, idk. Anyhow, I don't know how long till I will update next, because assignments asdkjf :l But I have the preview up-I've only written the beginning of the next chapter, so you'll only get the beginning :3 Bear with me, ne~

Preview

Cold December evening, it always had to be December, didn't it. Stereotypically, December was the month where everything dies, in a way. However, that wasn't enough to ruin people's moods for the month, as the people on the streets were busying themselves with presents stacked mountain-high, and the frilly ribbons that would make about anyone gag, as well as the multi-coloured wrapping paper that would make about everyone wince.

Glorious end of the year, the month of St. Nicolas, or presently known as Santa Claus, according to tradition, brought together by people of all shapes and sizes. But the moment never receded as the streets were filled with people, walking up and down and about, as well, though, moments of joy and harmonious feelings were there, cheering everyone up with just about the same word, lingering on people's tongues.

Christmas.

What a wonderful time of the year.

I wonder what happen at christmas :l Haha. See you in a few days!