* MITSURU FUKUYAMA *
"Well!.." I stretched myself up from this crappy wooden bench. "I'm gonna sleep!"
"What? You just did..." Maehara looked clueless, but the rim of his eyes were sore and puffy.
"D'ya got a problem with that?!..." I looked insulted. I let out a sigh. "I love sleeping...! Mainly because my life has the tenancy to fall apart when I'm awake... As you already know." I said referring to the incident that happened last night.
"Right..."
"Anyway! Simple solution to your problem... just talk to her."
"Yeah, I will..."
There was a moment of silence, I hate the thought of love... and the problems it arises.
"Argh!... I really hate love!" I exclaimed as a result.
"Why?... Aren't you gonna fall in love one day?" I wonder if I'll live up to that 'one day'.
Of course, that question made me want to puke!...
"I'm never gonna fall in love!... Why do people do it? It makes no sense!... I'll never do it... ever! If I did... then I'll say away from that person for the rest of my life!"
"Even if you did you'll be thinking crazy about her!... I feel like once I've fallen in love with someone... I'll never be able to let then go..." He looked down with a smile.
"Argh! Come on! Then you complain why you're hurting?!... jeez! People say that they can't live without love... I think oxygen is more important!... Besides, I guess only people who were born without love can easily live life without it..." I finished stretching and walked away casually, then his voice emitted from behind me.
"What am I supposed to do now?..."
I turn around and looked at his worrisome face.
"Just do what you always do... That's the only advice I can give you now..." Even though I don't know what he always does...
I walked toward the door, but before I left, I heard a soft whisper from the corner of the wall... he said, "... Thank you..."
This is the first time that I've ever helped someone and it feels so nice to be appreciated by someone, just by talking to them. You neve know what someone is going through... be kind... always... I've learnt that now... my heart feels lighter...
*YUSARI AKABANE *
I have to go and apologise to him! If I don't, I'll lose the most understanding person ever!... and he doesn't have to understand everything... as long as he's there to comfort me in my dark days... I need him there... I can't stand being alone in that darkness. Crap!... I'm so nervous!
I raced through the long hallway. I felt eyes were peering through me! I slammed through the kicthen door and shut it with a big bang!
"Ah!!" Maehara turned around in fright. However, my eyes widened as I saw him standing by the kicthen counter. We were both shocked to see each other coincidentally.
"Damn! You scared me!" His reaction was really funny, I couldn't be mad even if I wanted to.
I felt my heart race so fast, as if it's beating out of my chest. I had no idea what was going on inside his mind, but I was so curious!... I haven't thought about him like that... I was never interested about him, or his life... But now! I really want to know everything!...
"Um... what are you doing here?.." I asked nervously, I could feel my throat vibrating as I spoke so vigorously.
"Uh... nothing. I needed to...Uh... help Sayuri with the decorations..." It felt like he didn't want to be with me...
I knew it... he hates me... He's trying to avoid me... but I need to know why?! Why does he hate me..? Tell me... so that I can change...
I don't understand... my stomach is tied up into knots... my head is filled with these questions... I feel breathless....! I'm scared... that I'll lose someone so close to me...
Maehara walked toward me, with his head down. He wasn't attempting to make eye contact with me! He almost walked passed me until I, "Wait! Don't go..." I suddenly grabbed his arm, while looking down in disappointment.
He halted at his tracks and said, "What?..." I was shocked by the sound of his dark plain voice. I looked up at him and our eyes met.
"Um..." My heart was shaking, I felt like I was about to fall down, so I held on to him.
"Is there something... that you want to say?..." He stared into my eyes and read my anxiety. He knew exactly what I was thinking.
I looked down and I mustered up the strength. I had to apologise!
"Um... yeah.."
"Well then..." He said smoothly, he calmed my nerves with his soothing voice and his body movement; how it was so calm.
He leaned back against the door, waiting patiently for me to talk.
"I have something I wanted to tell you... But go ahead... say whatever." He gestured to me.
I looked into his eyes, and I noticed that, from this close distance... His eyes look really pretty. I don't know what I was thinking at the time... but his emerald green eyes, lightened my heart and eased my nerves.
I was ready!
"...Um... I wanted to apologise... All you've done was help me, and you stood by me in many cases... But I haven't returned the favour ever since I met you..."
"Wait! Why are you apologising?!..." He exclaimed in surprise. I looked at him, confused. He probably didn't expect me to apologise.
"Why?"
"Because... I needed to apologise to you! I was the one who was wrong, not you...! I shouldn't have judged you so soon. The thing is... I did that because I!-..."
"You were afraid of me getting hurt, right?..."
He looked at me with a shocking expression... maybe I shouldn't have cut him off...
"Yes... that's right..." he slowly averted his eyes but I sensed a feeling of doubt from those words. "Um... I'm sorry, I was being selfish..." He said bashfully and rustling his hair.
"No no! It's alright!... I was the one being selfish..." I glanced down blushing. For some reason, Maehara's smile and eyes looks as if it's lighting up brightly together.
"Well, I'm gonna go and help Sayuri out... let me know if you need anything. I'll come running for you straight away...!"
"Sure! But it's fine!... I'll handle it." I feel guilty for relying on him too much. I need a person to run back to.
He waved and exited the kicthen. I felt strange when I'm lost in his absence. I don't understand... what is this feeling?...
*SAYURI SCHREIBER *
I'm so glad that Maehara and Yusari finally got along! When Maehara arrived to assist me, he told me everything along nd I'm just so ecstatic! Now, everything can go according to plan and before the sun sets Mitsuru will be able to celebrate a happy birthday!
Finally the decorations are complete, with banners, balloons, party accessories etc. The food and deserts are all crossed off the list! Now... all we need... is to get that damn sleepy head down here!
"Misturu! Get up!" I slammed the door open as I warmly welcomed myself in. I walked over to Mitsuru's sleeping face and smacked him one!
"What?..." he groaned.
I ripped off his blanket, which he yanked to cover his head with.
"Come on! You haven't eaten anything for the whole day! Get up and rend eat something!"
"Argh! Leave me alone!" We continued playing tag of war with the blanket until I let it go. Misturu slammed his head back on to the pillow.
He slowly rummages through his hair and realised that he was sweating alot. I could see it on his pillow too.
"You've been sleeping all day!" I yelled.
Mitsuru turned over on his back, with his fingers through his hair. "I'm so hot and sweaty..." he said while staring at the ceiling.
"Yeah... you should probably go and take a shower." I suggested.
"Yeah..." he agreed. He got out of bed and headed for his personal 'do not disturb me' bathroom but before he could enter the bathroom, he turned around and glared at me.
"What are you doing...?" He said with a sceptical look on his face.
"I'm just gonna wait here until you're done! So hurry up! You've got two minutes!" It sounded wrong and he looked at me in disgust.
"What? Two minutes?"
"Don't tell me you take longer than that!?"
He let out a sigh of discomfort and rolled his eyes as he walked into the bathroom.
I needed to wait for him so that we can surprise him.
I thought about what happened last night, it felt so surreal... I can't explain if it was real or not. So much happened today, Mitsuru's behievour completely twisted out of control! I found out that he had a split personality... though I don't think he remembers any of that... That's good... or else he would've known what Yuuzaru said to me...
"I love you..."
I'm especially surprised that Mitsuru talked to Maehara so calmly after 'it' happened. But the same question lingers in my mind... What caused him to react like that?...
*MITSURU FUKUYAMA *
I'm stumped... Why is she still here?! I don't get it, I thought she wanted me to eat, then why hasn't she got me something?!...
"What do you want? And quit staring at me like that!" I entered the room, only to find her jaw drooping down and her staring at me as she sat on the bed infront of me.
"Oh! Uh- sorry."
Immediately, I realised what she was staring at... it was my scars. I spun around and covered my arms. I was wearing a T shirt and I removed my bandages before heading into the shower. I was planning on wearing my jacket but I forgot she was still in here!
I didn't want to explain it... "Never mind... I need to do something..." I said.
What I needed to do was to wrap my arms in bandages to avoid any conversation concerning my scars. However, before I could enter back into the bathroom, Sayuri swoops in and grabs the collar of my shirt and yanked me from behind.
"Don't worry! We don't have time for that now! I told you to take a shower for 2 minutes but instead you took 10 minutes! I can't have you wasting anymore of my time!... Just wear a jacket if you feel insecure..!"
"Huh?" I was mentally confused.
"Argh! Come on! Let's go!" As she yelled, she grabbed a hoodie and threw it on my head, then dragged me out of the room.
I don't get it... what's her deal? She dragged me down the opposite direction of the hallway. "Hey! The cafeteria's that way!-" She pushed me through some doors and-
"SURPRISE! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MITSURU!!"
"What?... It's not my..." I was stunned that I forgot today was my birthday.
The whole room was decorated brightly with pastel colors. Balloons and banners that said "happy birthday". Nearly everyone from our class is here, including Maehara and Yusari. But why?... I didn't ask for this... Why... Why did they have to remind me?...
Soon, after everyone's excitement died down due to my awkward reaction, they all stared at me. Was I supposed to be excited like they were? It's not their birthday... why are they so happy?...
"Hey, Mitsuru! What's up?" I looked at Maehara with complete worry and said, "My birthdays aren't happy..."
"Pfft! Hahaha!" They all laughed. I guess it was how serious I was... but I was supposed to be serious!
I Wish I could f*cking kill everyone right now.
"Of course it can! Starting from now!" Maehara made the whole class cheer.
"Positivity is a curse... shut up." I sat down beside them, I was just craving for the food.
"What the hell?! We put up through so much for your stupid party!" Yusari exclaimed, trying to burst my ears.... as per usual.
"I didn't ask you too.."
"Mitsuru!" Sayuri called out, and half of the classes chatter died down. "We all know that you've been suffering from depression." Why is she announcing that infront of everyone. "That's why we tried to suffer to just a tiny bit," She held out her two fingers indicating how small, and squinted her eyes. "Just so you can have a happy birthday."
I finally feel grateful... I finally have someone who actually cared....
I sighed, "Fine..."
Everyone cheered and yelled for cake.
It was the first time in years... that I spent my birthday with people... people who actually cared... people who I can call my friends... I'm so glad.. I'm not alone...
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*YUSARI AKABANE *
It was time to pick everything up, the foods, the decorations and it was time to sleep. I felt so tired at this point that I didn't bother doing anything. I was staring at myself in the mirror, it was as boring also watching paint dry.
I sighed, "I'm ugly..." I said depressingly. Maehara sat on the chair, with his head down, until he lifted himself up with a gasp. "I'm pregnant!"
I looked at him in shock. "What?.." I said bluntly confused.
"What?... I thought we were stating things that are impossible..." He said innocently.
A smile curled lips, I laughed and he giggled along with me.
To be continued. . .