After being released from that hell room, Makoto felt… Different… Empty, almost. And angry. Angry at both the people around him and mainly himself for putting him in there. After all, it was both their fault and his fault.

Immediately he wanted to go and check on Ha-... Haruka… But apparently Mrs. Amakata wanted to meet with him. He stared down at the ground, not daring to look at any of his fellow patients as a blonde female nurse in purple scrubs led him to Mrs. Amakata's office.

Her face was the first face that he legitimately looked at and he couldn't read her at all. He wasn't sure if she was sympathetic or curious or… angry with him… She motioned toward the seat across from her for him to sit. His knees shook as he lowered himself down onto the couch. "Thank you. I'm sure we're fine now." She said, smiling at the nurse who nodded and then left, leaving them in silence. Makoto continued to stare down at the ground.

Mrs. Amakata sighed and set aside her clipboard, "What do you want to talk about?" She said in a soft tone. Truth be told, he didn't want to talk about anything, but he knew that she wouldn't accept that. However, he still chose to say nothing. "Okay, how about this then. Why did you attack Nitori-kun?"

Makoto flinched at the implication behind those words. "... I don't know." He replied, his voice weak and shaky.

"I don't know if I believe that…" She frowned, but softened her tone, clearly sensing how this was affecting him. "He's your friend, isn't he? There has to be some reason that you would do that. Maybe it was even something small? It's okay, you can tell me. Whatever it is, you just need to let it out."

Makoto clenched his jaw. He wasn't even sure what to think, let alone what to say. His feelings were all jumbled up and he had no idea how to set them straight or what they were in the first place.

"Haruna is worried about you." Mrs. Amakata said with a smile, but the mention of that name only made Makoto feel worse. "Nitori-kun, too." She added.

Makoto actually perked up at that. He had thought for sure that Nitori would hate him after he did something like that. So it was relieving to hear otherwise. "That's good to hear." He said with a slight smile.

"Did you think that he wouldn't be worried about you?"

His smile dropped. "Yes." He replied, "I thought he would hate me after I… Did that…"

"Why is that?"

"Be-because… I got so angry for no reason and… I just scared him so much. I thought he would hate me now."

"But he doesn't. I spoke directly to Nitori-kun after the incident and, yes he was certainly shaken up by your actions, but he understands that you didn't mean it." Makoto kept silent. "... He. Is right to think that, yes?"

"I Don't know…" Makoto said quietly, "I… Honestly don't know what I was thinking…"

"May I ask what sparked your anger, then?"

Makoto thought for a moment, debating on if he should say or not. For sure, if this had happened a few days ago, he would not. "Haruka… He came back from visiting someone and he looked hurt and I wanted to know why. I wanted to know who would do that to him and… I insisted that Nitori knew. I thought that if he didn't tell me, I wouldn't be able to help Haruka and then something bad would happen to him because of that and…" Makoto hung his head in his hands, "I knew how scared he was, but I just kept pushing and threatening him!" He sobbed.

"Hey, hey, it's alright." She lightly patted his back, "It's okay. I promise you, he doesn't blame you."

"He should."

She pressed her lips together in thought. "Would you be comfortable in bringing him in here?"

Makoto tensed, "What?"

"I would like to bring Nitori-kun in here to talk, if that's okay with you."

"B-but… What if he really is angry at me? What if he was just saying that he wasn't and actually hates me now?"

"Tachibana-kun, I assure you, that is not the case. Nitori-kun has been here for some time, and I have known him all of that time, and I can tell you that he is not that type of person. Not to mention that he would know better than to keep his feelings from me, as I am his therapist." Makoto stayed silent, unsure what more he could say. "I'll bring him in then." She said, standing and heading out the door.

"It's okay." Makoto stopped her before she could leave, "You don't have to. I would rather talk to him alone… Like just us… If that's okay."

She gave him an odd look. "Okay, if that's what you want." She said, taking her seat again. "May I ask you something?" She said, immediately moving onto the next task.

"What is it?" Makoto was more than a little nervous to find out what it was.

"What did you think about when you were in the white room."

The white room? Yeah, it was white all right. So white that it… Makoto had to hold back from voicing his thoughts. "I don't want to talk about it." Makoto said, looking down at the ground.

Mrs. Amakata sighed, "Normally I might let you off there, but considering your reaction I need to asses that you are not worse off than you were before."

Makoto hesitated, but he was not about to argue with her. "I-I... " But that did not make it any easier, "It made me remember something…"

"And what was it?" She asked, taking out her clipboard again.

Makoto grit his teeth together. "An a-... accident I was in… About a year ago... "

"An accident? Was it bad?"

"... Y-yeah… I-I... had to go to the hospital… S-some people d-died... " Makoto could feel his fingers digging into his arm, but he couldn't stop, not that he wanted to. It hurt, but that was probably the one thing keeping from plunging into another fit like the one yesterday.

"Some people? What kind of accident was this?" She continued to pry further, despite Makoto's obvious discomfort.

"A t-train accident…" He mumbled, pulling into himself even further.

"I think I heard about it on the radio. You were involved?"

"Yes, Haruka was, too…"

"Haruna?" The name tore at Makoto's heart, "Are you sure about that?"

"Yes!" His gaze shot up at her, "Of course he was! I didn't just imagine that!"

"That's not what I meant, Tachibana-kun."

"... Right..."

"How do you feel when you think about it?" She continued to pry.

He thought back to the day before, how the memories flashed painfully before him to remind him what happened. "I'm not sure how to describe it..." He said, dropping his gaze again.

"Can you please attempt to? It's okay, whatever you can tell me, I'm only asking so I can help you."

He squeezed his arm tighter, not caring that it may leave a bruise later. "Panic..." The word suddenly found its way out, "it made me panic. Like I was suffocating."

She paused for a moment. "Do you want to talk about it now? Can you tell me exactly what happened?" Makoto opened his mouth to say something, but he choked on the words instead. "It's okay. You don't have to right now if you don't want to."

Makoto did not miss that 'right now', but maybe later he would be more okay with talking about it. Not now, though. Right now he was already trying hard to hold himself back from freaking out. "Can I go?" His voice came out weak. He hoped it would make her feel bad for him and let him stop for the day."Please?"

She stared at him, likely analyzing his current state. "Alright." She said warmly and giving him a comforting smile, "You did good today, thank you. Now, I think I will have to change your medication again." She passed to let that register. "Considering today's session, I've come to the conclusion that you have Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, and you should be receiving medication for that. And if you and Haruka met on this train, then that would explain what is happening here. It's a form of coping for you. So I will be adding this to your chart and we will see where to go with this from there."

Makoto perked up at the thought of receiving help. Maybe he would actually have to start taking his pills instead of... Well, not taking the medication, like usual. "Okay." He said, standing up and leaving the room on that note.

"Tachibana-kun!" He heard Nitori call him before he could escape into his room. He reluctantly stopped to let Nitori catch up with him.

Surprisingly, it seemed like what had happened, what Makoto had did to him, was not effecting Nitori. Makoto was almost positive that Nitori would at least be a little afraid of him after that… And yet here he was, smiling and talking to Makoto as if nothing had happened.

"Oh, and guess what!" Nitori suddenly exclaimed rather loudly, forcing Makoto to actually pay attention.

"Wha-what is it?" Makoto faked a smile.

"My new roommate came!"

"Really?" At least it was legitimately good news.

"Yeah! A-and he's actually pretty n-ni-nice, too! We're already f-friends." Nitori's smile brightened even further, making Makoto feel bad that he wasn't sharing that feeling. Sure, he was happy for Nitori, but… He just wasn't feeling well in general.

"That's good." He said, having to try real hard to maintain his smile.

And yet Nitori saw through it. "Is something wrong, Tachibana-kun? You don't look so good…"

Makoto's lip quivered a bit. "No, it's alright." He lied. Nitori continued to give him a worried look. "W-where's Haruka?" Makoto asked with a smile, like he usually would, to try and make the feeling in the air change.

"I-I'm not really sure." Nitori said, looking around the room for emphasis.

"Oh… Well, where is this new roommate of yours?"
"Ma-Ma-Matsuoka-senpai?" Nitori perked up at the mention of him. "I thi-think he has a v-v-visitor right n-now. Why? D-did you want to m-m-meet him?" Makoto did notice the fact that Nitori called this person senpai, but he decided not to question it. It's not like it really mattered, anyway.

"Yeah, of course. I mean he's your friend now, isn't he?" Nitori nodded slightly. "Then I think I should meet him. After all, it seems I may be in here for a while, so might as well get to know the neighbors, right?"

Nitori smiled at that and Makoto couldn't help but truthfully smile back. What Mrs. Amakata had said was true, Nitori really wasn't afraid of him. It was almost as if nothing had even happened at all!

"Ah! There h-he is!" Nitori said at the same time as the big double doors opened, "M-Ma-Matsuoka-senpai!" He waved.

Makoto turned to greet this friend of a friend, his smile dropped as soon as he saw the person Nitori was waving to. Makoto wasn't entirely sure why, but he felt like he had seen this person before… But something was different. His hair was long (for a boy), and sort of a beet red looking color… But what was even more noticeable was the fact that he was missing half of his right arm.

"Didn't I tell you not to call me that?" Matsuoka said, lowering his tone and rolling his eyes, "I'm not your senpai."

"Ye-yeah, b-b-but… I can't help-p it" Nitori pouted.

Finally Matsuoka noticed Makoto standing there. "Hey 's this?" He said, pointing at Makoto with his left hand.

"This is m-my friend Ta-Tachibana-kun." Nitori said with a smile, "Tachibana-kun, this is my new roommate, Matsuoka-senpai."

"It's nice to meet you." Makoto said politely.

"Hey, don't I know you from somewhere? I feel like I've seen you before." That certainly made it obvious that they had met before. But Makoto was sure he had never met someone who… Well, didn't have all of their limbs…

Suddenly a realization hit Makoto, and Matsuoka seemed to realize it as well as they both shouted simultaneously "You were on that train!"

A/N: I promise that I had full intention to update sooner, but... I don't even know what... Not the next chapter, but the one after that should be pretty long, so hopefully that makes up for it? Anyway, Rin is here now. Yay? Maybe?