I PROMISED AND HERE IT IS.
Oh God, I should sleep actually, since tomorrow my two day convention starts, and I kind of need to get up in 2-3 hours. But WHO CARES. This needed to be done.

I don't know if I actually managed well... and even though I get awesome reviews, and this actually has followers (seriously guys you kill me with your support, I couldnt be happier) I still doubt this is good. I tried.

If someone is wondering. I will be cosplaying Ren Hakuei from Magi and Gokudera Hayato from KHR.

I also DID play Basketball for about 5 years in the most awesome team you could think of, but stuff happaned, so I have a lot of feels for KnB in general. And I really want to cosplay Takao. Or Hyuuga. Or Akashi (whom I find one of the scariest motherfuckers on earth), Or Himuro. Or... *list goes on* So if you are in Germany and want to... Tell me? XD

Takao just wanted to leave as soon as possible.

He didn't want to smell this place anymore. He didn't want to hear clean shoes rubbing on the ground. He didn't want to feel the dying atmosphere that was around in the hospital.

It was like it wrapped around him, taking away his ability to breath. He felt nauseous.

He started to ramble. He needed to distract himself so he rambled. About random things like how boring it is every time. That they took too much blood and everything in between he could think of. Just so he could overcome this sick feeling.

He wanted to forget about this visit.

About reality.

He wanted to avoid it. Because he was normal, fine Takao. And Takao was a happy-go-lucky idiot that liked to talk. Somewhere in between he felt Midorima's hand grab his wrist and start pulling him with him.

"What...? Shin-chan? Hey! Shin-chan!" He tried to sturggle, but Midorima had always been stronger than him. His grip was firm. So tight it nearly hurt a bit.

He had been prepared for this month's results. At least he thought he had been. He knew that there was no way to get better. His eyes were giving up, he knew that!

But... he had felt okay this last month. He was so accustomed to this being-more-or-less-blind thing already that he had not realized that he became worse again.

The truth hit him with a heavy force in the gut. He wondered why he even cared about such a fact.

He shouldn't.

There is nothing he could do. He should be fine by now! But he wasn't. He was not fine. He was not even able to chose where he wanted to go. He was being led, pulled by Midorima in a town he didn't really know. He was being pulled somewhere and couldn't see.

"Where are you taking me?!" He was getting scared.

At this Midorima suddenly stopped. He didn't let go of his firm grip through. Takao felt him move, probably turn around towards him.

"Takao."

This was all it took for Takao to snap.

This tone... Midorima's tone was not like any he heard before.

It was daring.

It was also soft and tender.

He could feel worry through love. He could feel anger at the same time. It was really not fair.

"What do you know?!" he heard himself scream.

He slowly but surely lost the control over his own body. He felt himself struggle even more. Trying to push Midorima away again.

Because this is not fair.

He was also in no control any longer over his mind too.

"What do YOU know?!"

"Takao-"

"DON'T!" he felt himself shake his head furiously. "Don't 'Takao' me! Not with that tone! I thought I was alright! I thought I was able to finally be able to live with it! But then YOU!-"

Somehow Midorima had grabbed his other wrist as well.

"-YOU! You make everything harder! I don't want your help! I don't need your help! You don't want to give me your help either! I have become useless, you know that!"

"Takao calm down."

"Let go of me! Leave me the fuck alone already! What do you care?!"

He tried his best to push him away. Every bit of strength he could muster was put onto this task.

"I was able to cope with it! And then suddenly I am getting scared again! What's with that shit?! I don't WANT that! I don't want my eyes to become worse! I thought it had already stopped! The pain had stopped! I got adapted to my view! I-"

Huh?

He sobbed. When did he start to cry?

"I didn't even realize they had gotten worse again..." he breathed between sobs. He didn't know whether Midorima even heard him or not.

He didn't even know why it had been Midorima that made him snap comepletely. Especially so late after this whole incident started.

He really cried a lot when he was near Midorima. He stopped struggling it seemed. He lost all his strength. He tried too hard to struggle.

To overcome whatever it was he wanted to overcome.

But he had been too weak and now... he had no power for anything anymore. Before he knew it he was sitting on the ground.

The cold, and weirdly enough, wet ground.

"I tried so hard!" he whimpered. "I knew something was off. My eyes started hurting after a game. I thought it was just exhaustion."

He let out a bitter laugh at that. "After that my head started spinning several times. My eyes hurt more, even if not for a game. Sometimes I couldn't read the board anymore."

Why he even started talking about this, he didn't know. It just happened. "But I tried so hard! I was finally able to..."

Just when he thought he had calmed down he started to dissolve in tears again. "I was finally able to give you an awesome pass... to make you acknowledge me... and then, and then- Am I really that unworthy of luck?!" he felt his voice leave him by that last shout.

If he hadn't felt Midorima's arms wrap around him. If he hadn't felt his own head rest on Midorima's chest, he would have forgotten the other teen was actually still there.

"Why must you make it so hard, Shin-chan! Why can't you just leave me alone?" he sniffled.

Nothing was said for a long moment anymore. The world started to come back to Takao. It felt like he slowly tuned the music he was listening to louder.

He heard the sound of rain. He also heart the sound of Midorima's heart.

He felt the coldness of the rain. He felt soaked. At the same time he felt warm, because he was still in Midorima's embrace. He felt his own breath calming down. He felt his eyes dry up.

He was finished. So very finished.

With no strength left, in Midorima's arms... bothering him with his problems. Takao was nothing anymore, so Midorima should have just left him. He shouldn't have come with him in the first place...

"You are an idiot." He felt the words coming out of Midorima's body.

He also had heard them. But they made no sense.

"You are the greatest idiot I have EVER met. You wonder why I can't leave you alone? Think about it yourself."

Takao could have sworn he felt Midorima sigh and caressing his hair. "You are the one asking for help. You were the whole time. I just had never realized it. I am sorry."

"What-"

"Shin-chan" he heard Midorima say. Why would he say his own name? "Shin-chan." He repeated softer. "You were calling me by that name the whole time. Even after you left the club and stopped talking to me. You distanced yourself. It felt like we were strangers again... but you kept calling me by that nickname of yours."

Takao felt his eyes widen. It was true.

Even though he himself had not realized it. He thought he had closed that chapter of his life. Locked it up deep and far away somewhere in his heart...

He thought that he moved on.

He hadn't realized that he was still clinging to Midorima. To his Shin-chan.

That would also explain why Takao let him accompany him here. Why he felt so at ease to finally be together with Midorima again. And also why he was so desperate when Midorima was involved. Always. All this time Takao was not even near the point of fine and normal. He was not normal if Midorima was not there. Not anymore.

But...but... "I can't stay at your side anymore" he voiced his thought.

"Takao." Midorima's hug tightened around him. "It's true that we got close because of basketball. At first that was the only thing that connected us. But you are much more than just my partner in basketball. Didn't we become... friends?"

The way Midorima ended his question made Takao's body stir. Such uncertainity... Even Midorima could feel uncertain?

Wherever this new energy came from, he didn't care. He felt something warm crawl under his skin. He felt his heart pump faster. He felt like coming back to life again.

"We did, didn't we." It was no question on his part. It was what it was.

A statement, truerer than the fact that he became blind.

Trurer than the rain he had long forgotten.

He felt more alive with every second and began to smile and chuckle. He felt light. He even felt a bit happy.

It seemed that Midorima did feel this as well. He groaned a bit. Clearly irritated and let go of Takao. Even though Takao was sad about the lost of contact he still smiled like an idiot. He knew that Midorima would pinch the bridge of his nose. He also knew that Midorima would adjust his glasses several times.

"Stop laughing, Takao." This only made Takao laugh louder and merrier. The angry breath Midorima let out as a response made it even worse.

This was so much like Midorima.

This felt so natural and right.

This was what Takao had wanted for so long, he didn't even realize.

"Stand up. It's raining. We need to find cover."

Even though Midorima's voice commanded him, Takao felt Midorima's hands helping him stand up. Takao grinned to himself while he let himself fall towards Midorima's chest. He took Midorima's face into his hands and kissed him.

It was just a small peck acutally.

But it was the best thing Takao ever felt. The way Midorima froze made him laugh even more.

"It's already too late for worrying about rain." He said inbetween laughs and pulled back.

He felt like dancing right now! He didn't even care if someone saw them. He started to doubt the possibility of other human beings near them, actually. The streets or wherever they were must have been probably quite empty because of the rain.

"I don't want to catch a cold."

Takao chuckled again. "It's a good thing you are an Idiot too then, Mr. Horoscope." He held out his hand. "Let's go, Shin-chan."

And the moment Midorima took his hand was propably even better than their short kiss.

"Are~ Shin-chan, are you smiling?" he teased him as they started to walk.

"Shut up, Takao." Takao was still more or less blind. But, for the moment, all was well and he was bursting from energy.

SOOOOOO. The next chapter will be up in a week. It will be the last of this and also and epilouge kind of. But I don't want this to end too soon, like... My feels for this story are way greater than any of you could imagine. (okay maybe you could) and I want to write a story for Izuki's point of view, how he handles it, and who is helping him in that matter. It will also be slightly slash like this one. BUT I DON'T KNOW WITH WHOM. (I... am against Hyuuga, because he and Kyoushi have a way too strong bond for that. I am thinking of using Moriyama, because I like the idea. Okay. I am pretty sure I will do 'pair' him with Moriyama, so yeah... until next week. Sorry for my ramble. I LOVE YOU ALL