Late update? Hehe

Busy for the past days, and also updated my other srories, so yeah.

Thank you so much guys to those who follow, reviewed and favoriting for this story.. :)

And here's the second one

Next time ill make it longer, I promise.

Cross my heart.

DICLAIMER DO NOT OWN KHR

Beta'ed by Pure Red Crane

2nd movement: Slowly

Hours ago, the sun had risen over the horizon, a sign for another day. The student's at Namimori gakuen were inside their classroom while the teachers started the usual roll call of students and marked the names of those who failed to attend school.

"Saihara Kazuto"

"Hai"

"Sanada Yuuichi"

"Hai"

"Sawada Tsunayoshi"

"..."

The student's started murmuring the moment the teacher announced the name Sawada Tsunayoshi as they talked about their absent classmate and about his brother's death which happened last 2 weeks ago.

"Quiet."

The teacher called for his students' attention since the crowd was starting to get louder and he successfully silenced them. The teacher looked back at his attendance book and stared at the name of the absent student. He actually knew the reason why the boy wasn't coming to school. Not just him, but the whole faculty. The boy was currently suffering from depression and possibly post-traumatic stress. That was what his parents were told by the psychiatrist and they repeated it to the faculty.

"The former cheerful student with an unmeasurable passion for music died with his kind brother." That was what the other teachers who are able to handle the brunet years before the incident happened thought.

Such a waste.

The teacher snapped out of his deep thoughts and decided to start his lesson.

"Class, settle down now. We will start our lesson for today."

2 weeks had passed since the incident and the Sawada couple was slowly starting to move on as they interacted with their depressed son in their usual happy mood, trying to help their only living son to move on with his life. But at night, Sawada Nana would secretly cry, missing her older son's warmth.

Iemitsu was aware of what was happening to his family. And it was he had the most difficult responsibility to keep himself strong for their sake as the two most important people in his life were suffering. He was weak on the inside, but he tried to be strong, to stand and support his beloved family or they would completely collapse.

Especially his son.

For the past two weeks, Tsuna never stepped outside his room. He just stayed inside and stared blankly the moment he woke up. He barely touched his food prepared by his mother. Sometimes he would stand up and head to his desk, but that's it. Even with the help of a psychiatrist, he still hadn't spoken and he never expressed his feelings. He was prescribed with an anti-depressant drug, but Tsuna refused to take it. His parents sometimes sneaked the drug into his water or food, but the brunet always noticed it and the result was neglecting to eat his food which made them worry, so they decided not to do it anymore.

Back with the current time.

Tsuna, lying on his bed in a weak and fragile manner, his body was thin from his loss of appetite. If you take a quick glance at the sleeping brunet, you may get the impression that he was not moving like a living corpse.

He slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of lifeless and dull brown eyes. Its usual warmth had gone off somewhere as the brunet stared blankly the wall. For him, his time stopped the moment he learned about his brother's death. And deep down, he knew that he needed to move on and start living, but something was stopping him from trying to open his heart and start over again.

He wanted to cry.

He wanted this miserable feeling to stop.

But Tsuna couldn't release his feelings because his mind was telling him at it wasn't worth it. He smiled bitterly and stared out his window, looking at the blue sky. He closed his eyes once again.

Then he heard the doorknob move as his father entered his room.

"Good morning, my dear Tuna fish!" His father greeted him happily as he sat beside him, making the bed bounce. Tsuna's hand twitched after his father's greeting as he opened his eyes again and looked at the man beside him.

He didn't speak. He just stared at his smiling father while his hands unconsciously reached for the other's cheeks and pinched them just like he did when he felt that the blond man was sad inside.

Iemitsu was shocked since his adorable son stared at him after he spoke for the first time since the unfaithful incident and tried to cheer him up like in the past. Feeling the warm hands of his son always elevated his mood when he felt down. He sniffled as he felt touched by his son's actions. He tried to stop his tears from falling and smiled sincerely at his son without a trace of hidden sadness.

"It's going to be all right, son. Believe me, it's not your fault." Iemitsu told his son with an encouraging and truthful voice.

Those words were what the brunet always wanted to hear.

Even if his parents always told him that, this time brought a different feeling to him.

They were words that made his tears to flow again after 2 weeks of emptiness and his world became black and white.

This time, those words actually pierced through him. Maybe it was because he heard it more clearly, the last two weeks were a blur to him.

He still thought that he didn't deserve this.

He wanted to believe in his father's words. That everything would be alright.

But how could he when he doubted himself?

The old him tried to call out to his father. He needed help.

But before he could even speak, he stopped himself, burying his old self in his own consciousness.

'I promise I will change. To abandon the old me. The me with the cursed passion for music.'

'The weak one.'

Iemitsu saw his son. His tears flowed freely to his pale cheeks. His son looked like about to open himself up as he opened his lips, but suddenly, he closed it as if stopping himself from voicing his true self out and that made him worry.

"Tsuna, what's wrong?" he asked the child, only to get a non-verbal response from his son, wiping his own tears and shaking his head.

The brunet moved out of his blankets, unexpectedly positioning himself beside his father in a sitting position, though he hesitated to talk since he didn't have anything to say to his father.

Iemitsu, however, waited for a moment, hoping that his son would speak to him like old times.

Tsuna was scared and nervous, but the brunet felt the need to speak, so he let his voice come out naturally based on what he felt at the moment.

Iemitsu was silent as he waited. His son's gentle voice was heard, but with a tint of hoarseness from of lack of use. Though the words that he heard were so unexpected that he wanted to laugh since his son first words were:

"Dad, I'm hungry."

His desired happy moment was ruined. 'Is he really serious about it?' he thought as he heard a sudden grumbling from someone's stomach, he was pretty sure that it wasn't him. And since he didn't know how to react, he gave Tsuna his usual grin and tapped his son's shoulders.

It was a good sign for his son since they have started interacting again. He will patiently wait, no matter how long it took, until his son would return to his old self.

Unknown to the two, Nana was eavesdropping just outside the brunet's room, already crying from happiness since she heard his son's voice once again. So she wiped her tears, composed herself and hurriedly went downstairs to prepare her son's favorite dishes.