She waved goodbye to her classmates from the bottom of the street and continued alone to the cluster of buildings where her house was located. It was Friday, finally.

She felt exhausted. Not physically, but emotionally. I mean, physically too, but not as much as emotionally. Her legs felt heavy, but her heart was feeling even heavier. What a suffocating week. Going back is never easy.

Several trips to the doctor later, and successive hospitalizations over the years made that physical weakness something customary to her. Casual almost. She was breathing heavily. Each step felt like a different kind of torture. And the worst of all, no one could tell her if she is ever going to be perfectly recovered.

Would she ever be healthy?

All of that caused her an almost constant absence at school. Treatments, days she could barely get out of bed, leaving classes earlier because she felt dizzy, tired, exhausted. Was impossible for her to make real friends. She barely knew anyone in her class. It's not like they ignored her, but they simply had time to create a bond with her. A real connection. It was not something that was allowed to her.

She had no idea what they liked to talk about. What kind of games they liked to play. She felt out of place. Constantly. Most of them had good intentions, they were good kids, and they cared about her. But time. Nothing pays for the time we spend creating something with someone. It is rarely spontaneous.

Time was cruel. And ironic. Hikari felt that no amount of time would be enough to heal that wound.

"I am home. "

She tried to sound as normal as she could.

"How was school, dear?" Asked her mother as she saw her cross the hallway.

"Great!" She faked a weak smile. "I just have a lot of homework to do."

"I see. You must catch up the rest of the class. "

"I am trying my best…"

She went to the bedroom she still shared with her older brother and closed the door. She placed her backpack on her desk and sighed. Another day has passed, and no progress has been made. She took three steps back and fell back onto the bed.

Would it ever get better?

"Hikari! I have a surprise for you!"

Taichi's voice sounded like an alarm clock to her.

She was at the dinner table finishing some schoolwork when he approached her. He came near her and stood by her side, irradiating confidence.

It was a sweet and warm Sunday morning, and she didn't expect her brother to wake up so early. He had football training on Saturday and usually rested until lunchtime on Sunday.

Today was not the case.

Taichi had woken up early and she had heard him on the phone with someone shortly after waking up. He wasn't exactly… careful with the noise he made or the tone of voice he used, so he ended up waking her up unintentionally.

"Guess who's coming to visit!"

She blinked. No idea, she thought. Taichi had so many friends that it was impossible to predict. School friends, football mates, neighbours… unlike her, he had unbelievable social skills.

"Sora?" She finally guessed. He loved spending time with Sora, so it sounded like a plausible possibility.

"Oh, no, not Sora. Do you have a second guess?"

"Ah… not really." She looked back at what she was previously doing

"Yamato!"

"Oh, I see. "She said unsurprisingly.

Yamato was a regular visit as well; he often came to play with Taichi or do some homework. Although they had some conflicts in the past, it seems that now they have learned to be best friends and support each other in every possible conceivable way.

"…and… Takeru is coming along!"

"Really?" She got up from the chair where she was sitting. "Is he really coming?" Her eyes were like stars, bright and clear.

"Now I captured your attention!" Taichi let out a genuine laugh of delight before continuing. "They are coming after lunch. Me and Yamato have some homework to do together, and since Takeru is in Odaiba, we thought that it would be nice for you two to see each other again."

"I don't see him since… "

"Yes, I know. I am glad you still remember him. And I can see your enthusiasm!"

She never told anyone about it, but Taichi knew how hard it was for her, not to be able to make friends. He knew how wonderful his sister was, and he knew how cruel life had been to her. She was kind, honest, and caring, she just needed an opportunity. She just needed to be seen for who she really was.

And how could she forget about Takeru?

Everything that happened was still fresh in her memory.

The laughter, all the tears, the fear.

The way they had to act like a team to survive. The way he did not let her down and cared for her, even though he barely knew her at the time. They clicked so naturally. It had never happened to her before. Time did not mean a thing for them.

But did he remember her, the way she remembers him?

"So…" She said shyly "Do you want to solve a puzzle or build a castle with some blocks?"

"Oh, I love building blocks!"

"Great, me too!"

Despite everything that happened, they were still kids. They were still nine-year-olds. Who wanted to play, to laugh together and to forget their problems that seemed bigger than them.

"So, you decided to build a castle!"

Taichi's voice sounded loudly in the living room. He looked like he had come to get something to drink from the fridge. He was in their parent's small home office with Yamato doing schoolwork.

"Do you want something to drink as well, or to eat? It will not take us too long to finish but you can have something now if you want."

They shared a look.

"We can wait for you!" Takeru said.

"Yes, we can wait!"

Taichi smiled and went inside the room again.

He felt very content. Hikari never brought a friend home to play. And he was overjoyed by that little achievement of hers. It finally seemed like she was enjoying sharing a moment with someone.

Some time had passed, and they had made a lot of progress on that castle. It was almost as tall as them.

"Oh…"

Takeru couldn't say anything more; after touching one of the blocks at the top of the castle and seeing them all fall to the ground, one by one.

He blinked nervously and looked at her in the eyes. He had screwed up, he thought.

"I… am sorry, Hikari."

She smiled.

He couldn't believe it, but she just smiled sincerely and started to collect the blocks again. Wasn't she even a little upset? After all the effort they put into building that castle.

"It's ok." She said after a few seconds. "The base was fragile, you see. If we want to build one that would not tremble so easily, we must focus more on the base next time!"

"Ah… sure." He answered a little insecure. "But… It was my fault that…"

"Oh no!" She stopped him. "If anything, it was OUR fault. Because we built it together. And we can always re-build it again and again…" She continued collecting the blocks." Until it's perfect!"

"You are… right. We can always build it again…"

"That's the spirit!"

Their brothers, who had heard the block castle falling moments before, were near the door listening to the conversation, exchanging the most genuine sights of pride.

They knew that those two children would grow up to be wonderful adults if they maintained and cultivated that empathetic and caring attitude.

"You know what Yamato… can you please bring Takeru more often?"

"Yes… definitely I will."