A/N: I decided to use line breaks for time skips... Don't ask me why I wouldn't have before...

You would think that after finally falling asleep in such a wonderful position, waking up would have been no problem for Makoto. And that very well may of been had he not of been rudely woken up at seven in the morning by his blankets being pulled off him and someone not very kindly telling him to wake up. Cold air clashed against him and he groaned, curling closer to the figure emitting warmth next to him. He instantly found comfort against the person, the light breaths he could feel on his head soothing him back into sleep. However, it seemed that fate would not allow it as someone continued to talk him out of his slumber, even shaking the person to wake them up as well.

His muscles tensed up and breathing stopped. It startled Makoto, making him in his sleepy state think that something was wrong, and his eyes shot open. He looked up at the person whose chest he had curled up against with worry. Haruka had on a look of discomfort, pained almost, and his fists were tightly clenched.

"Come on, you two." The noisy nurse lady said in an unkind tone, "It's time to wake up." Makoto looked down at her hand on Haruka's shoulder and realized that this was the source of his discomfort. He glared up at the woman and forced her hand away, sending her a don't you dare touch him look.

"It's okay, Haruka." Makoto said in a soothing voice, gently rubbing up and down his arm. He continued to glare at the woman until she finally left.

"M-Makoto?" Haruka mumbled, slightly opening his eyes.

"It's me." Makoto smiled at him, "You're okay. It was just someone waking us up."

"Oh… It's the weekend."

"Do they always wake the patients up early on the weekends?"

"At the crack of dawn, usually."

Makoto chuckled. "Come on, we should get up before they send someone worse in here for us."

"Right." Haruka sighed. Makoto wondered if they would actually do that if someone were to fall back asleep.

The two untangled their legs from each other and slowly sat up. After a moment of rubbing his eyes, Haruka began frantically searching around the bed for something.

"What are you looking for?" Makoto asked.

"Paopu." Was all Haruka replied.

"Pah-what." Haruka stopped to give Makoto an unhappy look. "Oh, the stuffed thing."

"Don't be rude. He's a porpoise not a thing." Haruka returned to his search.

"Sorry, sorry. Maybe it fell on the floor or something."

Haruka gasped, practically diving to the floor. Makoto heard him sigh in relief as he sat up, the porpoise in hand as he brushed off the non-existent dirt. "I'm sorry." He said with a legitimately apologetic face. Seeing it even made Makoto feel a little bad about the thing ending up on the floor, even though he didn't really care about it other than the fact that Haruka did.

"We should get changed." Makoto stated, sliding off of the bed and standing up. Haruka didn't say anything as he set the stuffed porpoise on his bed.

Luckily Makoto had been given clothes that he could change into, provided by the hospital of course. As he let his shirt fall to the ground, he noticed Haruka was staring at him. Rather, at Makoto's stomach. Either way, it was making him feel self-conscious. "What is it?" He asked, pulling the clean shirt closer to him.

"O-oh, uhm…" Haruka stuttered and looked away. "Sorry, I was just… Where did you get that scar?"

"Scar?" Makoto looked down at himself. Right, he has a scar on his right side. When he had his arms down it's mostly hidden, so he usually forgets that it's even there.

"Or is it a tattoo? It looks pretty real though, but I can't tell."

Makoto gave him a questioning look. "Why would I get a tattoo that looks like a scar?"

Haruka shrugged. "Maybe you'd think it looks cool."

Makoto shook his head and smiled. "No. Its real."

Now Haruka gave him a look of concern. "What is it from?"

Makoto knew that it wasn't his fault, but it still stung a bit to remember that Haruka didn't remember when they met. "In the train accident. The one we met on."

Haruka looked down at the ground. "Oh. I'm sorry." Makoto was unsure if he was apologizing for forgetting about it or the fact that it happened in the first place.

"A-are you ok-kay?" Nitori quietly asked Makoto as they waited for their names to be called so they could get the medicine they were assigned. "You see-seem sad."

"I'm alright." Makoto sighed. He felt bad for making Nitori worry like this, but he knew that if he were to try and explain the meaning behind his feelings, Nitori would just tell him that Haruka wasn't Haruka again and it would only make him feel angry. And then he would likely yell at Nitori, which would not only get him in trouble, but also make the boy freak out as well.

"Aiichiro Nitori!" they heard a strong male voice call out.

"A-ah! That's me!" Nitori jumped at the sound and scrambled to make his way to the window.

"Makoto Tachibana!" His name was called next.

Makoto sighed and dragged himself to the front of the group in front of him. A man looking like every other non-patient male here handed him a small plastic cup with a few pills in it. He glared down at the cup as he took it. For a brief moment he thought about trying to figure out a way he could get away with not taking them, but he knew by now that that was a waste of time.

"Let's go." The man said, impatiently tapping the next cup on the table, making the pills inside rattle. Makoto mumbled something to himself and quickly threw the pills in his mouth and swallowed. "Open." The man said as if Makoto didn't already know the procedure. He resisted rolling his eyes as he did as he was told. "Clear."

Turning around, Makoto went to find Haruka and Nitori again. However, someone tapped him on the shoulder. It was that girl that freaked out over the monopoly game back when he first arrived. "Watch this." She whispered in his ear as she went up to the window.

Now interested, Makoto watched as she took her cup of pills, swallowed them, and opened her mouth to show the man. "Clear." He said. She turned around, a triumphant look on her face. It confused Makoto. She did the exact same thing that he did, no difference at all. Then again…

She pulled him off to the side. "How did you like that?" She said, raising an eyebrow.

"Like what? You didn't do anything."

"Oh really." She smirked as she put her hand to her mouth. In her hand were her pills! She snickered, shoving them in her pocket before turning off. Makoto watched her go, now feeling quite stupid.

"Tachibana-kun!" He heard Nitori call from behind him.

"What is it?" Makoto asked, his mind more still on the girl.

"They-they changed my pills!" Actually, this sounded kind of urgent.

"They… What? They can do that?"

"Yes, they d-do, b-bu-but… I do-don't know w-why they would ch-change mine! They worked just fine a-and now who-who knows what they'll do!" It was clear as day that this event had driven Nitori's anxiety through the roof. Makoto wondered what they were thinking, doing something like that, and for someone like Nitori of all people. Of course it would have this kind of affect on someone like him. Even he knew that there was no reason to change something if it was working out.

But he knew that that was not the right thing to say at that point in time. Instead he knew it would be best to comfort the boy. "Just take deep breaths. I'm sure it will be fine." He said, flashing a warm smile.

Somehow even just that seemed to calm Nitori, even if just a little. "Thanks, Ta-Tachibana-kun."

"No problem." He replied, now scanning the small crowd for Haruka. It wasn't hard, since Haruka was walking away from the group. But he looked kind of down.

"Manami-k-kun looks sad." Nitori stated as they approached him. It definitely still bothered Makoto that even Nitori refused to call Haruka by his real name, however he knew that if he were to correct Nitori every time he made the mistake, it would likely cause a bad reaction from the boy. "Maybe th-they changed his pills, t-too." Nitori made the speculation, which honestly didn't seem that unlikely.

"They did." Haruka apparently heard them.

"Are you worried?" Makoto asked, concern filling his voice.

Haruka looked at him. "Not really." With his back to the group and the window, Haruka opened his palm to show that he as well was not taking his medication.

"M-Ma-Manami-k-kun!" Nitori leaned in and attempted to whisper, but the alarm in his voice prevented it from actually being quiet, "You-you'll get in t-t-trouble!"

Haruka shrugged, "I don't remember taking them, so I don't trust them. Nothing bad has happened yet, anyway."

Nitori frowned. "How ca-can you s-say that? Sure, no-thing bad has ha-happened, but nothing good has ei-either."

Haruka glared at him, "What are you saying?"

Immediately Nitori shivered and hid behind Makoto. "N-n-n-nothing! I-I-I just think it wo-would be b-b-better if you too-took them p-probably."

"Or they could completely mess with my head and make me go on a murderous rampage."

That made Nitori even more tense. "Yo-you w-w-wouldn't actually d-d-do that, would you?"

"Who knows what I would do. That's why I'm not taking them."

Nitori looked down at the ground, "Oh no. Thi-this is b-b-bad. Wha-what if I do s-something like that?!" He looked up at Makoto, "Wh-what if I h-hu-hurt someone?! That's would be t-t-terrible!"

Makoto turned around to pat him on the back. "I wouldn't worry about it, Nitori. They wouldn't give patients something if they knew it could be dangerous like that."

"B-but-"

"It'll be fine. Haruka is just teasing you." He turned to look at Haruka, "Right?" Haruka answered by looking away. Nitori still looked a bit nervous about the situation, however it seemed he had calmed down a bit.

After a while, the three were escorted into the dining room. As per usual, Haruka tried to get away with only grabbing an apple, but once again someone caught him and made him get a proper meal. This time she did not stick around, however.

"Thank god." Haruka sighed as soon as the nurse was out of earshot. Nitori watched him nervously as he opened up his napkin and wrapped up the waffle he had gotten, along with the sausage link, and shoved it into his pants. He then took Makoto's napkin and ripped it in half, taking one half for himself. Makoto gave him a confused look, but didn't say anything.

Nitori, on the other hand, was glancing around frantically. Clearly Haruka's rule breaking was getting to him. Makoto wanted to comfort him, but he wasn't really sure what he could say without lying.

However, they were in luck, because no one got suspicious of what had happened at all. After Haruka simply went to the bathroom and disposed of his unwanted food. Makoto wasn't entirely sure that it was good for him that he got away with it, but… He thought it would be best not to bring it up.

Nitori watched sadly as someone with a packed bag passed them.

"What's going on?" Makoto asked curiously.

"He's my r-roommate…" Nitori said quietly, "They're l-letting him go to-today."

"Oh. Well good for him."

Nitori looked away. "Ye-yeah. I'm happy fo-for him."

"You don't sound too happy about it." Haruka put in.

This got a bit of a rise out of Nitori as he tried to defend himself. "N-no! I really am! It's g-great that he's ge-getting out of he-re."

"Are you getting a new roommate?" Makoto asked, trying to change the mood a little.

"N-no, not yet. I p-probably won't for a whi-while."

"They like to leave us alone for a while after someone's roommate leaves like that." It seemed Haruka didn't want to change the mood.

"That's weird. You would think they wouldn't do that since you're not supposed to have a room to yourself."

"O-oh well." Nitori tried to shrug it off, "I-I-I'll be f-fine. It's n-not a b-b-big deal, anyway."

With the way Nitori was acting about it, Makoto had his doubts.

It was later that night, around half an hour after they were sent to their rooms, that Makoto heard someone's door open. It wasn't time for them to do their rounds for check ups yet, so… Who could it be? He got up from his bed to go listen through the door, Haruka close behind him. It sounded like someone was crying out there. They were also having a hard time breathing as well. Makoto was about to brush it off as someone having a freak out moment until he heard a nurse call "Nitori-kun? What are you doing out of your room?"

It was Nitori out there? Makoto and Haruka exchanged a worried glance before bursting out of their room. If their friend was in trouble, then they had to help him!

In the middle of the hallway sat Nitori on his knees, facing away from them. He had one hand over his chest and the other over his stomach. Tears stained his cheeks as he desperately tried to breathe. His arms were shaking and skin was covered in sweat. Makoto went and knelt next to him and tried to pat him on the back to help calm him down like he usually did, but Nitori flinched away from him, as if he thought he would hurt him.

"Nitori, it's just me." Makoto said in a hush tone, "It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you."

Nitori slowly turned towards him. His lips were parted as he continued to breathe heavily and eyes were red and puffy. "Ta-... Tachi-..." He tried to speak, but couldn't.

"It's okay. You just need to calm down, nothing here can hurt you."

"Hey!" The nurse down the hallway shouted, "You three need to return to your rooms immediately! You're not allowed to be out here right now!" Her yelling only made Nitori's condition worse.

"Don't pay attention to her, just look at me." Makoto held Nitori's cheek so he couldn't look away, "Just try to breathe. Do you remember what you told me before?" Nitori looked confused. "When we first met. You said to take deep breaths. And it's easy! Just in- out-. In- out-. Remember? Come on, you can do it. I know you can."

"What's going on over there?!" The nurse had gotten closer, "If you don't go back to your rooms, I'll have to put you in restraints!"

"Can't you see he's having a panic attack?" Haruka said accusingly, "Why don't you do something about that!"

"What? But I-... Oh…. Oh no…" The nurse turned right around and went back where she came from. Makoto hoped that meant she was getting someone who could actually help.

Makoto turned back towards Nitori, "Concentrate on breathing. You can get through this, okay?" Nitori shakily nodded. "Good. I believe in you. Let's do it together, come on. Breathe in- breathe out-. Good job." Slowly Nitori was regaining the ability to breathe normally. "You're doing great. Now, what do you need me to do? What will help you feel better?"

Nitori simply shook his head. He reached up and wiped away the tears on his cheek. "Tha-thank you, Tachiba-bana-kun. Manami-kun." He whispered, voice barely audible and hoarse, as he leaned his head on Makoto's shoulder.

"Are you feeling better?" Makoto asked, only lightly patting him on the back in case he wasn't okay with that yet. Nitori nodded.

"What happened" Haruka asked.

There was a pause before Nitori replied, "I-I don't like being a-a-alone… Tonight was m-my first time without a-anyone with me in a-a while…" His voice got quieter, "I-I was so s-scared… I'm sorry."

"You don't have to be sorry." Makoto comforted him further. "I'm glad we were here to help."

Nitori let out a sigh. "Thank you."

A/N: I had trouble writing this chapter, I will admit. My poor Nitori! D: And sorry this wasn't posted when I said I would, but maybe the fact that it's a bit longer will make up for it?

After reading up a bit, I found that things like this do happen sometimes in mental hospitals, and then I got the idea for this chapter... I'm sorry if there is anything that is incorrect due to my own lack of knowledge. But I'm mainly concerned about the last bit with Nitori and his panic attack, which is what I was referring to when I said I was having trouble with this chapter. I can't help but feel that it's either too much or not enough, but either way wrong. But this is what I got from prior knowledge and research.

Hope it was enjoyable!