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"So, do you want to get some pizza or something?"

Adam sighed, and hunched over his peppermint tea, hoping the soothing scent would settle his stomach. The chemotherapy earlier that day had made him feel nauseous, and when Kyle had suggested going out, he'd nearly declined.

"I'm...kind of full," he lied, staring into the dark green liquid. Kyle's eyebrows raised.

"Sorry to hear that." He took a sip of his cappuccino. "The chemo fucking you up?"

Adam leaned back, and smiled. "It just makes me feel...sick." He slumped slightly. "I just don't feel like eating anything."

"And I'm going on about pizza...I'm sorry." Kyle bit his lip. "But, you should eat more. You look thinner."

Adam shrugged and pulled at his sweater. He was wearing a sweater and a hoodie, and, he thought dully, he still looked frail. "Well, you can never be too rich or too thin."

"Jesus." Kyle shook his head. "My best friend is turning into Paris Hilton."

Adam laughed. "Trust me, I have better hair." He looked at Kyle. "I think I'm-" suddenly his face froze, and he began to pull his hat down lower. "Let's go," he mumbled.

"What?" Kyle's hand froze as he lifted his coffee cup. "What do you-"

"Please," Adam said, urgently. Kyle turned. Standing in line, hand in hand with a large man with a full head of long black hair, was Rachel. She was laughing, and Kyle banged his cup down with such force the table trembled.

"That cu-"

"No," Adam said, shaking his head. "No, don't. Please don't. Look, let's just-"

"Adam?"

He turned. She had spotted them. With a sinking heart, he saw her sashay her way over. She was wearing a flower print dress, and the scent of her perfume made him stiffen. He'd bought her that brand. For her last birthday.

"Oh, Adam!" she cooed, as she came over. "You look so..." she paused, consindering him. "Good!"

Adam swallowed. His skin, he'd noticed, was taking on more of a greyish pallor, and his face looked gaunt. He looked at her, and forced a smile. "Thanks. You look great."

She smiled. "Thank you. So, how are you?"

Adam looked at her. "I'm great." His voice took on a bitter edge. "I'm just fine, considering that I have cancer and my ex-girlfriend just invaded my space."

Her expression began to freeze. "Adam, please. Get over yourself. Its over. I'm just trying to be nice!"

"You know what would have been nice?" Kyle broke in. "If you had just taken the Jesus look alike and got the fuck out of here.

She turned to him. "This is nothing to do with you!"

"You're right," Adam said, tiredly. "And my life now is nothing to do with you. Please, just leave me alone."

Her lips tightened. "If you insist."

She turned as she walked away, throwing him a scornful look. He swallowed. Watching her kiss the other man, purely for his benefit, made him slump further.

Kyle stood up. "Come on," he said gently. "Lets just leave."

The smaller man nodded. As they left, he blinked. A brunette was walking in, pale, and pretty. He suddenly realised that she was the girl he'd bumped into. He nudged Kyle.

"Hey, thats the girl I bumped into!"

Kyle turned. "Wow! Nice!"

"Thanks." Adam looked at him. "Should I go and talk to her, or-"

Kyle shook his head. "No."

"No, but-"

"Look again," he said softly.

Adam looked. A tall man, with a strong, capable look, was behind her. Adam bit his lip - the man was standing in close proximity to her, and smiling. He felt his heart sink.

"He's nothing special," Kyle said, shrugging. "Look at that terrible dress sense!"

"Yeah, but," Adam swallowed. "He looks strong, and able to take care of her. And healthy, too."

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