Illness
They say that love is a sort of sickness
Monday Afternoon
It's not an unpleasant sight. Or smell for that matter, like freshly cut apples and the cold night air. Only it's not night. It's not even near anything that can be called evening. Bars of light fall upon his hands and Akihiko closes his fingers, as if to catch them.
She notices the movement almost straight away, and turns to face him, or rather, she would be looking him in the face if it weren't for the fact that he's still lying down in bed, while she sits on the floor, on a cushion to be exact. The sun catches the pins in her hair; twenty-two, and he just smiles slightly. Akihiko wonders if he can call this sensation nostalgia, even though there is no past to remember. On the other hand she puts down the wet cloth and picks up the tray next to her. She turns and to him it looks like she is dancing, pirouetting in the sunshine of his room.
Akihiko can feel her weight on his bed, as she sits and places a hand on his head. He thinks that he is an idiot, and tells all the hormones within his body to shut up, because he can't help but think about pulling her down beside him. Even if it is just to have a better look at her face. Akihiko can't read her expression as she starts to talk, and some small part of him wishes that she wouldn't. That she wouldn't shorten this moment.
"I can't believe that you're sick from running around in the rain last night sempai." It's either incredulity or concern, he can't tell. He doesn't know if he wants to. "I mean, you've been in much worse, what with all those nights at … school, training and boxing matches. I don't think I've ever seen you so sick before."
She pauses, and he can feel her fingers against his skin, a light touch on his forehead as she moves the hair away from his face.
"Mitsuru was worried half to death you know… She almost had you dragged to the hospital this morning. You really shouldn't scare people like that."
She laughs with those red eyes, and pink lips as she places her hand on Akihiko's forehead. "Well, in any case your temperature seems much better now. There's some medication and a glass of water. I also made some porridge, you should eat it before it gets cold."
He just nods slightly.
She turns, and her face is almost level with his. "Remember to take two pills. Hopefully you'll be better tomorrow."
She lingers, and he wonders if he should close the distance, and touch her. To feel her face, her smile, her mouth against his.
"If not I guess it's porridge again tomorrow." She concludes wryly as she gets up.
And suddenly the bed doesn't feel right anymore to Akihiko, it's too large, not balanced enough. He looks at her, closing the door gently before walking out, and for a second he feels lost. The young man closes his eyes again, and turns over to the other side, willing it to go other like all the other scrapes and pains.
The smell of fresh air makes her wonder if she should forget. The copper haired girl sighs, and wonders when it was that she became so desperate. What the hell was she hoping for anyway, just like running in circles that gradually becomes smaller and smaller soon there would be nowhere to go.
What more could she want?
She already knew the answer. And it hurt more than all the cuts and bruises.
Oh man long time no update. Hi everyone if you still read this, thank you very much.
Out of curiosity what did you guys name your main character? I started the game before I really got into the fandom so I had no idea about the popular names (Hamuko and Minako). Personally I prefer Minako because it sounds nicer to me. In any case, first time round I name my girl Miki Tadase, which if I do say so myself is a wonderful co-incidence. XD