It's Cold
[Misaki'sPOV]
My head hurts…my body hurts…my heart hurts…I don't where I am…all I could see is white…no specific place…I am here all…alone…by myself…
I then clutched my knees to my chest, before burying my face in my arms. I could feel my tears trickle down.
"Usagi-san…where are you?" I whimpered.
[Akihiko's POV]
I fluttered my eyes open, I am greeted by the dimly lit ceiling. This is the second day I slept in the hospital. Even the storm has not ceased. Despite it was much more gentler this time, but it's still not safe to go home. As said by Shiel. I sat up. But dreaming about Misaki leaving…is a nightmare…I looked up, across from me. There Misaki laid in another bed, machines attached to him, which are keeping him alive. I sighed, looking around. No one was around. Then I heard a soft knock at the door, before it opened. Shiel then poked her head in.
"Akihiko? You up?" she called in. I nodded. She then smiled before opening the door wider. She put her hands on her hips with a wide smile. "Good…breakfast is being served at the office…you need to go there to eat…" she said. I looked at Misaki. As she entered the room in a very fast pace..
"But…"
"Don't worry…Kun will be here any moment…let's go…" Shiel said. Not even waiting for my response, she yanked my arm closest to her, before pulling me out of the bed, and dragged me out of the room. Knowing that she won't listen, I let her drag me out of the room, and to her office, the storage room, there everyone was already gathered there. Kusama and Hiroki that is. Hiroki looked up.
"Ah, Mornin'" he greeted, eating cup noodles, no, the same goes for everyone actually.
"Good Morning, Usami-san" Kusama smiled. I nodded taking my seat where Shiel dragged me to. I then picked up my chopsticks and started to eat up my served meal, for some reason, I felt a twinge, no, it was nostalgia,
"Misaki…" I muttered in a low voice. Shiel, Hiroki and Kusama immediately looked up, before their expressions softened. Shiel sighed.
"I'm going to my shift soon, Nowaki you should help us too, Kamijou-san, and Akihiko will be staying at Misaki's room, if you need anything don't hesitate to call for us…" Shiel said, we all nodded, though I didn't know if I was really listening at the moment, as my mind-set was someplace else. And it was on Misaki.
'Misaki…' I couldn't help but repeat in my mind. Breakfast went on smoothly, and silently. Hiroki and I had head back to my and Misaki's room, when we got inside, as promised, Dr. Kun was waiting for us, he smiled at us, standing up, bowing, we returned it, then he took his leave. Well, about to. "Ano…" I didn't know why, but it slipped form my lips, which it immediately caught his attention as he stopped and faced me by the doorframe.
"Yes?" he asked. I didn't even know why I called for him…heck, I don't even know what I am going to ask!
"M-isaki…" was the only thing, no, name I could muster, was the only thing I could say. He eyed me, before sighing, as if he understood what I was so uncertain about, that even I myself didn't know what it was.
"Don't worry, Usami-san…Misaki-kun is strong, he'll make it. He had already survived, he was really lu-no, he was really strong to be able to live through that stage of frostbite, as I have said many have died on arrival or way before with that cause. There's no doubt that he'll make it. And if you're wondering, don't worry, Misaki…he'll…really accept you…no matter what…" he gave me a reassuring smile before going out. I and Hiroki plopped on the seats.
'If only you knew…' a voice whispered. 'Shut up…' I said back, burying my face in my palms, that were unnaturally, yet naturally cold.
[Hiroki's POV]
'Akihiko…' I never had seen Akihiko, so unsettled, uncertain, and really doubting himself. Well, he had become uncertain once, when we…but then now…he's really on the edge…and he was really a recollect, cool man. Yes, I admit that, and he is my childhood friend. Also a work-a-holic, who even would go as far to miss his health for a week or so just to finish a freaking manuscript! An author, who had fallen in love with his best friend, Takahashi Takahiro, who never noticed his affection and got married to some girl named Manami, leaving Akihiko alone, and the one, my student, who is right now laying there, under the covers, still slightly pale from the incident is, Takahashi Misaki, whom had studied under Akihiko's care to enter Mitsuhashi University, as he said that his brother had given up his dream to take care of him when their parents had died from the car accident, this had enlighten Akihiko, and gave Akihiko an unusual boost of new motivation to help the boy, who actually passed with an impressive improvement within weeks. But when the marriage was declared, Akihiko had faked his sorrow to his happiness for the dense blunette, but Misaki, a kid whom he said that he had only met for six months, had seen right through him and even went as far to cry for him that was when Akihiko realized that, the boy right in front of him was the one. The one who he had been waiting for. Right now the said, aforementioned author had his face buried in his hands. He was clearly on the edge. And no one can shake those uncertainties of his away. Except for, of course, Takahashi Misaki himself.
[Shiel's POV]
I sighed as I handled yet another patient who is having a seizer. Well, I just finished. I wiped the sweat off of my forehead. Misaki, was now my only mind-set, we had knew each other in a short time but got along fairly well. I was never the one to believe in quotes though, but I do think that there was one that said that it doesn't matter that for every meeting there is a goodbye as for every goodbye there is an encounter. Or something like that, but only now when I truly understand what it meant. Misaki's condition really got me worried. Hearing what happened, I must say it had been hard on both of them. But I can tell that Akihiko himself was uncertain and shaken up about what happened as well. It seemed that this Sumi-senpai was clearly hitting on him. If I would ever meet this silver-haired bastard, I would need Kun to remind me to beat him up not caring who sees. Yes, it all started there. It wasn't Misaki's nor Akihiko's fault. If he(that freaking Sumi) hadn't opened up his trap and made the author all unsettled, knowing that Akihiko can clearly get easily shaken up whenever it involves something important to him, Akihko wouldn't be able to think straight. So, everything that happened here wasn't their fault, it couldn't be helped. Sure, I wanted to slap Akihiko across the face hearing that he didn't try to stop Misaki from running away, not just by calling him but by taking action, which he didn't, couldn't, and seeing how it ended up, I really wanted to vent out my anger. But now is not the wise time to do so. Akihiko clearly regrets that, and puts all blame to himself. Despite our words, it doesn't seem enough boost to actually lift up his spirits, not that we were expecting his whole spirit to be lifted up. Well, he did cheer up a bit for about a couple minutes but that was it. But, knowing what he had seen, it would be impossible for him to easily move on. But then again, hearing what Misaki had told him, I guess if I were in the author's shoes I would felt the same thing, absolutely stunned, though afterwards he didn't tell me how he found out about the storm, nor what he did when he found Misaki. But then it would be no use asking him. Asking him would only cause more pain, and knowing Misaki, Misaki would really, absolutely and definitely wouldn't like and appreciate that at all. Not even the slightest. But why do I get this feeling that, unless he tells me what happens, he'll slowly tear up himself. Not sure how, but I just have this feeling, a nagging lingering feeling, and I hate this. Because out of all in my life, whenever I have this uneasy, unsettling, nagging, lingering feeling, it is always ACCURATE.
[Hiroki's POV]
I looked at Akihiko, who continued to mourn over you-know-what, I wanted to ask how and what he did when he found Takahashi, but then there just had to be something that is stopping me, and that is Akihiko. I, for some reason couldn't bring myself to ask him what the hell happened. Well, no one of us could possibly bring that up. Akihiko was already in a breaking stage, and on the edge. Asking him and making him remember much more will only do him no good as it will only continue to push him to the edge than he already was. I sighed. Before looking at the two. Takahashi was breathing evenly, more peacefully. Whilst Akihiko's breathing were uneven and ragged.
"Akihiko…" he looked up and glanced at me. "Don't worry…" I said. I actually wasn't thinking, and when he looked up was when I noticed I had accidentally called him. He only nodded before looking at the tiled floor. I couldn't help but curse at myself for being so helpless. For not knowing him better nor knowing how to as hell comfort him! It didn't do anything! No matter what we say, it just won't go through that stubborn head of his! Okay, maybe I should calm down a bit. I mean, he had almost…lost…Takahashi, who he now loves. And probably won't hesitate to not to let him go and keep him as his forever. Akihiko had put his unshakable claim on Takahashi, not wanting to lose him. But then that Sumi-brat had just open his trap and blab. If I see that kid again, I'll make sure as hell, to let Nowaki and Shiel, and I, myself beat him up, not caring who'll see. He doesn't see what he had done. To both Akihiko and Takahashi. Not only he had shaken up Akihiko so unnaturally. But also went as far to almost kill Misaki. I sighed yet again. I could feel Akihiko's gaze piercing my head. I shuddered. I then heard him sigh. I loked at him, who had reverted his gaze to the floor. Only the heart monitor, Takahashi's silent snoring, the heater's breeze only signifying that it is functioning, were the only noise in the room, it was pretty silent,. Except for the muffled rush outside. I looked at Misaki. 'If only you knew how Akihiko is right now…' I knew that it was useless to the core. But I couldn't help but have a little hope of the boy hearing it.
[Misaki's POV]
The place hadn't change. Everything was white. I then curled up into a ball. Somehow, I didn't like this position as I buried my chin on my arms. It was awfully familiar. I looked up, before looking down. I blinked.
'Was it just me or did I see a snow?' I asked myself, before straining my eyes, prying it to see through the blind whiteness for the said substance. My eyes widened. There IS snow! I looked up taking in my surroundings.
"Misaki!"
'Who?' I looked around. Hopelessly looking for the source of the voice.
"Misaki!" the familiar voice called again. I swore my heart skipped a beat.
'Why?'
"Misaki, Where are you?!" the voice, sounded desperate...desperate that it made my heart clench. The voice sounded distant, unknown to me. But at the same time…
'But I know this voice...' it's familiar, soothingly familiar…that it scares me.
"MISAKI!" For what reason does it scare me? For that…I don't know…but still…
'I know this voice…it's…it's…' the voice was so soothing that I felt myself melt to it…and before I knew it, my world black out.
(A/N: I know! I know! I love you guys and I hate doing this! But…Q.Q...but…Ahhh! *runs away*
DRB a.k.a DarkRougeBlacksmith "Rouge"(DAA a.k.a DarkAlchemistAssassin's friend) : Tsk, that bitch ran away…sorry about that…she couldn't handle the pressure herself…but don't worry…the story will continue…and live on…so, This is DarkRougeBlacksmith, DarkAlchemistAssassin's friend and is here on her behalf…Uh…it's kinda awkward to say this…but, Review? C-CHAO…I'm not used to that…oh, well…Ja na…oh, and before I forget…Dark there…*refers to DAA who's hiding in an alley, silently peeking at us*really regrets not being able to update soon…so please forgive her, stuff at school came up, that got her busy to no end…she didn't even bat an eye so she could finish just to update, also as she said she loves all of you…even those who didn't leave a review, but since they had bothered to read, she's really thankful for that…Thank you for supporting her even just the tiniest bit. So…uh…Ja ne…)