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I can only write when I'm sad or the chapter turns out like shit. XD You can tell, the last chapter I wrote during the day and I was excited. Therefore it wasn't dark and depressing.

USAGI POV

I didn't know how to start my research. He seemed a little sad and distant, the only thing that I could come up with was Depression. I was sure Misaki wasn't depressed, I don't know anything about these teenage problems...

I leaned back in my computer chair and sighed. Why can't you just tell me what's wrong...? An idea suddenly popped into my head. I ran down the stairs and fretfully grabbed the telephone. Before continuing anything I looked over at the couch,vthankfully Misaki appeared to be sleeping. Dialing the number I waited impatiently as the phone buzzed into my ear.

"Hello?"

"Hiroki, I need help. Is your boyfriend there?"

"Nowaki? He's here... Why?"

"Please just give him the phone this is important."

I heard Hiroki sigh before handing his boyfriend the phone. I knew Nowaki wasn't too fond of me. I didn't care about that at the moment.

"Hello, Usami-San. What can I help you with?"

"Hello, Nowaki. If I gave you a list of symptoms would you be able to diagnose someone?"

"Mmm... I'll try. Who is this for if I may ask?"

"Misaki, he's been acting strange lately and he won't tell me what's wrong. I can't tell if this is just a phase or if something is actually wrong, I'm starting to get really worried."

"Don't worry, Usami-San. We'll figure this out. Tell me what's been happening."

"Ever since a few days ago he's been acting distant. He always looks sad and on the verge of tears when I start to pry. We haven't eaten a meal together in a while, we sit together but he says he already ate first. He looks thinner, maybe it's from stress or not eating as much? I just don't know what to do to help him."

My voice sounded stressed and pitiful as I finished, I was stressed. I constantly worried about Misaki no matter what was happening. His recent behavior has sent my worry through the roof. I was glad to have Nowaki listen to my rant without judging.

"I see... It does hint a little at depression, but his eating habits catch my attention. Usami-San, I think we need to have a group discussion so I can see Takahashi-Kun's behavior for myself. We could also see he'll open up just a little bit more. "

"You can come over to my apartment, I'll meet you halfway. I'm sure Hiroki can tell you the directions."

"Sounds like a plan, I'll leave in 30 minutes. I'll see you soon, goodbye."

I placed the phone on the receiver and grabbed my jacket off the nearby hook. I was going to buy a pack of cigarettes before meeting up. Throwing on a pair of dress shoes I opened the door to leave before stopping. I looked over to the couch where a sleeping Misaki layed peacefully. I didn't want to wake him up so I whispered a goodbye before walking out the door.

NOWAKI POV

"Hiro-San, I'm going to meet Usami in 30 minutes, I just need to get ready. Hopefully it won't take too long, is that okay?"

"Huh? Why?" Hiroki scoffed.

"We need to talk about Takahashi-Kun, he's been acting strange lately."

"Takahashi? What's wrong with him?"

"I don't know... I'll see what I can do once I get there."

MISAKI POV

I heard Usagi-San's voice communicating on the phone, I couldn't hear the other person. I'm guessing he thought I was sleeping. Why can't you just let me be!? If I tell you I'm fine just believe me! As soon as the door shut I threw myself off the couch and headed to the upstairs bathroom. I pulled out the scale and measuring tape. I undressed from my school clothes, tossing them to the side.

Stepping on the scale I waited till the numbers steadied...112.

Are you kidding me? That's the best you could do after all this? You're pathetic.

The voices' words have gotten harsher as the days went by. I grabbed the measuring tape and quickly went around my waist, thigh, and bicep. My head was spinning with numbers of all kinds... Inches, pounds, calories, centimeters..

I threw the tape across the room, the smack of plastic against the wall echoed through the room. The numbers only got louder and louder.

"STOP! Please just stop! I can't fucking take this anymore!"

I fell to my knees and cradled my head in my hands, I started to rock back and forth as sobs started to escape my throat. I placed my hands on either side of my head, shaking it back and forth. Gasps, cries, and sniffles filled the room.

"The numbers, the voice, the ideas.. Just make them all stop!" I screamed miserably into the empty penthouse. I pushed my self off the ground and leaned against the sink, I looked into the mirror at my self. I was a mess.

"Y-you... You're worthless! A pathetic abomination! Fat! H-Hideous! I banged my fist on the mirror, a heart breaking scream left my throat as I stared into my reflection...

USAGI POV

I shook Nowaki's hand when I met him in front of Misaki's school.

"Misaki is home now?"

I nodded in response.

"Let's make our way over there then."

"Okay," I said as we started to walk towards my home.

...

Making our way inside, we got into the elevator and got to the top floor. As I put in the entry code a shatter got both of our attention. I gasped as I hit enter and ran into the penthouse.

"Misaki!?"

MISAKI POV

...

"Misaki!"

Uh oh... I heard Usagi-San yell, the front door closing right after. My breath caught in my throat and my stomach dropped.

"Y-yes!?"

Snapping back into reality, I looked at the mess around me and gasped silently. There were glass pieces scattered on the floor from the punch I threw at it. My fist, thankfully, was only scratched vey lightly. My clothes were scattered all around me and the scale was still in the middle of the floor. As soon as I heard... Multiple? Footsteps coming towards the bathroom I quickly started to throw my clothes back on my body and the scale back under the sink. I reached over and locked the door.

"Are you okay, Misaki? I heard a shatter, was that you?" I heard from behind the wooden door.

"I um... Closed the mirror cabinet too hard and it accidentally broke. I'm sorry, Usagi-San, I'll buy another one. "

I saw the door handle start to move up and down, staring blankly at it for a few seconds, I unlocked it. When it flung open, I saw Usagi-San and another black haired man standing next to him with a worried expression on his pale features.

Usagi eyeballed me and looked at the shattered mirror on the swaying on the wall. He came closer and quickly inspected my hands, arms, and face. "Are you hurt any where? Did any glass cut you?" His voice was full of concern as he spoke frantically.

I shook my head. The older man then pulled me out of the bathroom and off to the side in the hallway. The black haired man, which I recognized as the flower shop man, stayed behind.

NOWAKI POV

I watched Usami-San pull the boy away. I stayed back and continued to look around the bathroom. Walking inside, I headed towards the open mirror cabinet and took a closer look. There was a circled shaped chunk missing from the center with multiple cracks leading to it. This pattern wouldn't of happened from a simple slam, this could of only been made if Takahashi-Kun had physically smashed it... I looked to my left and saw a small plastic object laying in the center of the stand up shower. I bent down and picked it up. Upon closer inspection, the object turned out to be a small measuring tape.

I peeked into the hallway where the man was holding the younger one. His eyes were a little pink and his cheeks slightly flushed, as if he had been crying.

Misaki...