Wabam! Guess who's back? XD Hi people! I missed you. ^^ Next chapter, YAYZ! It's short, BOO! X'D Next chapter is a little longer and hopefully a little better than this. XD

So yeah, I added some small cute Miharu Thobari for those fans, but I can't think of them any other way. :1 Although, with the way Yuhki is making those two at the end of

the manga... Really makes ya think. XD So no song today unfortunetely, but I'll get one with the next chapter. But I'm not leaving you empty handed, I've made a Yoite and Miharu picture and you may, when you get some time, look at it. ^^ Alright everyone, that's it for today. I hope to see you all soon! ^^ Bye bye~

~Misty

What would you do…?

It was raining out, lighting cracked in the sky in anger at whatever caused it to become so angry in the first place. The clouds were dark gray, so dark it might as well have been night, yet the lights in the school building kept the rooms lit. Miharu briefly doubted that the lights would last any longer though; it seemed as if it was the end of the world outside, but it was a brief thought, Miharu had other things on his mind, like Sora.

'Sora…' Miharu closed his eyes as he turned his head to the seat next to him, he swallowed down a painful lump in his throat; Sora wasn't there, he hadn't come to school today. The thoughts of what happened yesterday still flooded every being of his aspect, he couldn't think straight; he couldn't concentrate for less than ten seconds before his mind went right back to thinking about Sora. He was so worried about him; he wasn't there, and after what he said yesterday… Just the thought alone caused his heart to ache. Miharu eyes didn't leave the empty seat next to him.

Where had Sora gone? Was he just sick from school? Could his father really have done something to him? And if so, then… Was Sora…?

"Rokujo," Miharu jumped ever so slightly to his teacher's voice and looked up. Thobari sensei was standing next to Sora's empty desk and looking down at him. "Is something wrong?" He asked. Miharu placed his hands in his lap, trying his best to not look at his sensei, but it was hard to do when Thobari was trying to get his attention in the first place.

"Sensei…" Miharu mumbled. "Uh, w-where's Sora today?" He asked hesitantly, stuttering ever so slightly. He was afraid of the answer, that's if he got one of course. Thobari made a confused face before heading over back to his desk.

"His father called this morning and left a message, apparently Sora fell down some stairs and hurt his arm, so he won't be coming in today." Thobari said. Miharu heart suddenly froze; Sora fell down some stairs? Miharu didn't think that was true, he didn't have any trouble with the stairs up to his house, minus getting tired with them, so there was no way, not after what he said yesterday. Thobari went back to teaching his class about forming sentences with "is," but Miharu's mind was too far distracted now. He fidgeted in his seat quite obviously to some of the other students to the side and behind him and he felt as if he was going to vomit, in fact…

Miharu suddenly jumped up from his seat, his chair falling backwards as he suddenly ran out of the class room and down the hall to the nearest bathroom.

"Miharu, where are you going?" Thobari called out, but there was no response, Miharu only kept running. "I'll be right back class." Thobari said, putting his book down and running out of the room. He looked down the hall just as Miharu's body disappeared behind the boy's bathroom door and followed him.

As he entered the bathroom, Miharu was leaning over one of the sinks, his skin suddenly very pale and his hands shaking where they sat on the edge of the sink. Thobari was about to ask what was wrong, but Miharu covered his mouth and went to the closest bathroom stall, swinging the door open and collapsing on the floor just before he vomited into the toilet. Thobari followed him in and sat on the cold floor next to him, patting his back and feeling guilty, like there was nothing he could do for his precious student. Miharu rested his head on the side of the toilet, feeling so sick, as if he would die at the exact moment, breathing in shallow breathes and trying to think of something other than Sora, but it was no use. Something like this wasn't going to be forgotten easily.

"Why didn't you tell me you were feeling sick Miharu? I would have sent you to the nurse." Thobari explained to Miharu. Miharu swallowed as he felt his stomach settling, resting his head against the wall next to the toilet. His eyes closed tightly and he took a few more deep breathes and sighed.

"Sensei…" Miharu murmured his voice scratchy and thin. "If you knew… That someone was being hurt deliberately, what would you do?" Miharu asked, opening his dazed eyes and staring at Thobari. Thobari's eye brows furrowed in confusion, what did the young boy mean by that?

"What do you mean, Miharu?" Thobari asked.

"Just… If you knew, what would you do to help them?" Miharu asked, wiping his head with the back of his hand. Despite the floor and wall being cold, it was rather warm in the bathroom for some odd reason.

"… I would do anything for them… What's this about Miharu?" Thobari had to know if Miharu was in any danger, or if Miharu knew someone was in danger and just wasn't sure what to do for them. Miharu remained quiet, pulling his knees to his now empty stomach and hid his face in his knees, ignoring the question. "… Is this about Sora?" Thobari guessed.

There was a heavy silence in the air and after a minute of it, Miharu finally nodded his head. He lifted his head up and sniffled; obviously he was upset by this, and still didn't know what to do. He could feel the back of his eyes burning with un-falling tears and wiped at his eyes as they tried escaping.

"What's happened to him?" Thobari asked.

"I-I don't know, he said yesterday that he was late and his father was going to kill him for it, and I thought that he was just kidding, but he didn't make it seem that way." Miharu explained, trying to keep his cool in front of the older man.

"… Well it's possible he could have been metaphorical, but I'll check into it to be sure." Thobari said. "Don't worry Miharu; we're going to find out what's going on." Thobari assured. Miharu wiped his eyes again, he was unsure his sensei could help in anyway, but at the same time his words made him feel better. He left out a sigh of relief and leaned his head back against the bathroom wall again, letting his legs lay flat on the floor.

"Thank you Thobari sensei," Miharu said, closing his eyes.

"Miharu, I'm going to go ahead and call your grandma and tell her you're coming home. You still don't look too good and I don't want you getting anyone else sick." Thobari explained. Miharu smiled, home sounded like a nice idea at the moment, yet now that he was going home, that meant he wouldn't have anything to keep his mind away from Sora, and it made him frown. Thobari reached out and offered Miharu a hand, and as Miharu took it, the room suddenly became dark; the power was out.

'I wondered when that was going to happen…' Miharu thought and chuckled in his head.

"Looks like the power is out," Thobari said, stating the obvious. Miharu stood up, feeling a little woozy; he staggered slightly and Thobari held onto him to help him keep balance.

"Thobari…" Miharu said. In the dark it could have been anyone calling to him, but his voice was obviously Miharu's to Thobari's ear, yet there was something odd about how Miharu spoke that made him doubt it was him for the slightest of moments. "Promise… Promise me everything will be okay…" Miharu said, ever so slightly begging to him, his hand cuffing the sleeve of Thobari's shirt. Thobari smiled and in the dark he placed a finger on Miharu's head.

"I'm promise Rokujo." He said.