Akaashi stifled a laugh. He zipped his jacket up to shield himself from the harsh winds that came his way and advanced forward. It works for me as well. He was happy where he was. Why did he lack the understanding of just how serious his condition was? ", Bokuto pulled away to face his smirking friend. Akaashi flinched. He didn't look into any of the rooms. Though Bokuto's speaking skills weren't as good as they used to be, he was still the more talkative one out of the two. Without hesitation, he ran across the court to retrieve the ball. He only waved goodbye at a staring Akaashi before following his small friend down the stairs. "Is your bed alright?" Despite this, it only seemed to make Bokuto laugh even harder. There was something strange about the excitement in his tone. Akaashi scowled. Both hands had clasped around Bokuto's own now, quavering without pause. No one likes to find out that someone they care about is sick... Much less diagnosed with a disease that can't be cured.". Again, if he hadn't known any better, Akaashi would have figured that Bokuto was already fast asleep. Things could be worse. ", "Not to my knowledge. Very much." That night, he dreamt of the first night Bokuto had come over his home. He couldn't sleep for about an hour after the text, but ultimately slipped off to sleep. Kuroo was quiet on the other end. "Are you tired?". "Three words? He watched Bokuto's fingers curl around the phone, and his hand slowly backed away. "Were you ever friends with Bokuto?" When he'd finally found him, those shining eyes of his lit up just a little more than usual. The words left his mouth reluctantly. He looked back down at the game screen. "I told you I would..." He all but murmured against Bokuto's shoulder. He couldn't sleep because of his honest fascination with him. I've seen enough." Slipping his head down to Bokuto's chest, Akaashi leaned against his frail frame. Akaashi bounced the ball off the floor twice. He looked at the message Bokuto had sent him the night before. Kuroo rubbed his elbow, irate, and sighed in defeat. The bedsheets crumpled beneath his hands. He needed something – anything – to say to Bokuto, just so that he could liberate himself of the horrid feeling that threatened to overtake him. "You can sit anywhere." Bokuto looked up, surprised, and glanced back down at the snack in his hands. This time, Kuroo was the one to grunt, the sound coming from deep within his chest. Akaashi shoved his visitor lightly. Not even a sentence could get past his suffering. He lay on his back, with his head on some of Akaashi's pillows. Akaashi let out a half-assed grunt and continued to stare forward. Or maybe not brooding, but more along the lines of apathetic. "Would you like for him to send a photo?". "And my hallucinations aren't all that bad. "It's just how I am. ", Bokuto grinned. Quest ID 1 - 100 1 - First Quest 2 - Chieftain’s Head 3 - Chipped Tooth 4 - Hideous Tail 5 - Funny Bone 6 - Porkon’s Pride 7 - Zorbak’s Reward 8 - Secret Map 9 - Farm Cleanup 10 - Pet Food Delivery 11 - Twilly’s New Staff 12 - Rubber Ducky 13 - Rats off To ya! Akaashi realized that those smiles he'd seen before were smiles of denial – forced grins that tried desperately to trick Bokuto into thinking that everything would be fine. He'd be furious with everyone in there, and he knew that the same pain burned within Akaashi, too. He was trying everything he could to psych himself into doing at least something to let Bokuto know that he was there for him. He must have been. Just what kind of guy was he? He looked down at Bokuto's phone. ", "It's more than that!" He was redirecting the pain. He would study them for quite a while until they melted and left behind nothing more than a droplet on his arm. He placed a hand on his broad back and rubbed gently, hoping to comfort him and to be the stronger of the two. Bokuto asked aloud, finally pulling his hands from his hood pockets. At times, Bokuto would do nothing but lie there in bed, twitching back awake whenever his body tried so desperately to fall into the sleeping state that it once knew. Bokuto reached up a cold, frail hand to wipe at the mess that was his face. His ability to speak left him soon after. ", "It passed." He pressed send and watched the phone carefully, waiting for the small ellipses to appear on the lower left side of the screen. In no time, Bokuto was standing in front of Akaashi, eager in every way to make it to the gymnasium. "I was the team captain, and the ace." He answered blatantly. When he was like this, Akaashi would think that he was resting, and he would almost believe that thought until Bokuto would twitch awake again, his body jerking him from what little relaxation he tried to achieve. Bokuto's voice was soft, measly, and carried no force to it. They don't pay much attention to me anyways!". He reached into his pocket to fish out his phone, and pushed call on one of his contacts. Akaashi looked down the hall. The sound of the palm of Bokuto's hand meeting the ball sounded much like an explosion. "That's interesting...". It wasn't until Akaashi looked up from his laptop screen that he realized it was snowing heavily outside. His back was facing the door, and Bokuto seemed to have all of his attention on him. Sitting back, he reached a hand out and paused the movie that'd been on screen. "Don't be sorry." ", "So I can't sleep." You always do.". "No, no, no, no-" He pulled away from the windowsill and ran out of his room, straight downstairs and to the front door. It didn’t work. Cold. Bokuto was afraid to wake Akaashi. Akaashi shared a bench with Kenma. "This is Akaashi. But he only swallowed and kept his composure, just as he'd been doing since the day he met Bokuto. "... Are you here to see Bokuto Koutarou?" He didn't bother to check. He couldn't find his pulse. "Why are you standing? Shut him out, don't let him in. "Why not? He almost couldn't find his voice, but when he did, he tried his best to keep it from shaking. He exerted more force into his arms, getting Bokuto to take a step back. He was the only person who could get him through those horrible moments, after all. Kind of confusing, but good. He hated how difficult it had become for him to tell apart the real things from the fake ones. ], [Are you calming down? Once there, Bokuto pulled his hand from Akaashi's and leaned it against the windowsill. Bokuto looked down and twisted his lips to the side. Izuku Midoriya tried to like heroes. They were still wrapped up in whatever conversation they were having. He only accepted my company. Bokuto beamed at him with a smile that spoke a thousand words, and his hand reached out to touch Akaashi's cheek. Once they'd reached it, Bokuto resumed his usual position and wrapped the thick blanket around himself, then turned away from Akaashi. Akaashi figured he should stay quiet too. Though he'd been dressed in normal, casual clothing, upon further examination, there was indeed something sickly about him. A trembling, tender laugh escaped Akaashi. "All of this is so- ugh. After this, he would repeat the same process, paying little to no mind to the freezing cold that surrounded him. The sounds of their sneakers squeaking against the gym floor was so memory inducing, it caused Akaashi to take a moment and reminisce on the old days, as if doing so would take him back in time to when he'd play volleyball every single day after school. ", "Well if you've watched it seven times then why not watch it an eighth time? He was staring outside at the white clouds that shrouded the skies, mesmerized by just how colorless it made everything seem. "...But I also want you to hold onto it.". "Thank you." He, too, did not intend on showing up to any funeral. It was small and measly, but there. He turned his head slowly to look at Bokuto, and watched him as he lay in his arms. This includes Bokuto and Akaashi, as you already may know. He turned his head and met Akaashi's gaze with weary, well rested eyes. He could feel Bokuto's chin rubbing against the top of his head, like it always did. A month and sixteen days had passed since Bokuto's final visit to Akaashi's home, and once he'd been taken back to the hospital, the doctors and nurses made sure to keep a closer eye on him, and with good reason. As much as it infuriated him, he knew that Bokuto wasn't going to go anywhere unless he let him into his home first. And so he continued to try and grasp sleep, expecting nothing from the noise. Bokuto plopped onto the mattress right after those words, bumping his head against Akaashi's shoulder. Accessories: Laser Blaster, 2 fists (left & right), trailer/Combat Deck, Roller (dark blue), 4 rockets, hose, nozzle, fuel pump A limited edition of the Optimus Prime toy sold as a mail-away exclusive by PepsiCo was made available in North America in 1985. Though the question was asked clearly, Bokuto didn't make a sound, nor did he move. Akaashi frowned heavily as he entered the hospital. They shared another moment of silence, something that occurred more often than Akaashi would have liked. His voice was gentle, light on Bokuto's ears. That was six days ago. He stared down at the screen, his brow furrowing slightly. Keep it cool. He found that speaking was taking much more energy than he thought. No one. Akaashi always made sure to hold Bokuto close and squeeze him tight whenever this happened, just to let him know that he was there for him. Other than those things, Bokuto found it nearly impossible to stomach anything else. He used to be bigger than Kuroo, but now he's the one who's smaller. "A-p-a-t-h-y—k-u-n." Bokuto was close to saving the contact before Akaashi spoke up. He'd nodded off for a brief moment, with his arms crossed and his head resting on a thick bundle of pillows. "Hello. Stuffing his phone in his pocket, Akaashi shrugged. "I wonder if Bokuto knows about all of this." He almost didn't want to come today, either. ", He cocked his head to the side. He didn't care if it was seven at night, or eight at night, or twelve in the morning, or if the world's clock stopped moving altogether. He furrowed his brow and exhaled heavily, his eyes looking down. Bokuto captured it all, and in no time, he found himself laughing too. Imagine the looks on their faces when they see me coming in from the outside. Ahhhh I know you didn't tell me to send a video, but, I'm not someone who follows rules." An old friend." At other times, he would just tell him things that were on his mind. Bokuto power walked ahead, obligating Akaashi to catch up to him with a quickened pace, whether he wanted to or not. Once Akaashi had left the hospital, he never looked back. "I didn't think you were going to make it today." There was no hiding it. You need to be protected.". He blinked weakly and slid his fingers down the sides of his phone, a sign of weariness that he could not disobey. I never said that I was.". He was getting frustrated. Sometimes when I... blink... you aren't there anymore..." Bokuto rubbed one of his eyes, then the other, and let his hand drop to his sides. If there was one thing that Akaashi had learned about Bokuto in the little time that he'd known him, it was that he wasn't too fond of staying locked up indoors. 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Akaashi inhaled quietly. There's a storm coming. It was cold. Akaashi moved his head to the side and touched his forehead to Bokuto's neck. He entered his number swiftly, and then handed the phone to Bokuto, the name section empty. Bokuto followed briskly. "I told you I had my moments every so often.". Standing still, Akaashi remained in place for quite some time, his legs refusing to carry him further. He kept his head down and played the fool, pretending he didn't see Akaashi. Please enable Cookies and reload the page. He brought his hand down to his side. He'd never heard of that disease before. "I don't think I want to ask about the symptoms of this illness.". He glowered at nothing in particular. At some time while Akaashi was spacing out, the blue blanket that surrounded Bokuto had been pulled up just below his chin, with only his arm hanging out to hold onto Akaashi's hand. Playing off of this, Akaashi texted for Kuroo to send an image of himself for Bokuto to see. "Why are you so fond of the snow, Bokuto?". It was a surreal feeling, one that he could never in one million years describe. All he wanted was to see Bokuto again, even if just for a second. Akaashi looked up from his phone after sending the message and turned his head to notice that Bokuto was once again staring at him with acute interest. Stop asking already. He held his breath, then proceeded to ask again. In the span of a little over a month, Bokuto had gone from a general one-hundred and fifty pounds to a mere ninety-seven pounds, last time they'd weighed him. Slowly, Akaashi's laugh eased into a chuckle, and as he sat there in his seat, he looked down at Bokuto with placid eyes. ", Small tears spilled out of Bokuto's eyes and rolled down his hauntingly placid features. Akaashi figured it was safe to say that Bokuto had already begun to pull Kenma back in. Bokuto tightened his grasp in that automatic way he always did. When this would happen, he'd pull a frustrated expression for only a moment before his face grew too tired to hold it any longer. "No. He struggled to raise a hand, and slowly he twirled his index finger in circles at the side of his head. Bokuto's eyes did the familiar light up thing as he bounded into Akaashi's home. Akaashi sat cross legged in the seat adjacent to Bokuto's bed. Bokuto's head lay against Akaashi's shoulder. "Everything you say is so straightforward. You really are straightforward, aren't you? Once he did, Bokuto continued. "It's not fair. I thought it was what you wanted...". On that one hand, three fingers stuck out. He was extremely pale, and somehow thinner than before, but he kept that same smile on his face. I'll see you soon.]. "Well, I guess that's it for now. Akaashi stepped in and turned his head. The answer came so much more quickly than Kuroo thought it would. Akaashi placed the box back onto the counter and huffed softly. "I know." Akaashi almost smiled. He tried to hide his grin with his hand, but it was still visible from the gaps between his fingers. "It m-makes me... Feel like I'll h-have another life... One beyond this one... One that's better... Wh.. Where I can actually wake up to you... and be with y... you..." A smile played on his pale, thin lips. Is he here?". I know that you know that, too... And yet you still stick by me.". He pulled and tugged at them restlessly. "I'm often busy. "I used to have some insane dreams, too. He stared at his knees intensely before Kenma spoke up. And to have gotten to know you...". His hands twitched once, and he moved closer, leaning into Bokuto's touch. He found some and said them without a second thought. Bokuto's words haunted him, and they repeated themselves over and over in his mind. Why the hell did this have to happen to him? "Thank you, Koutarou." ", Once Akaashi realized what Kuroo was talking about, he instantly felt his spirits fall. I am weak.If anyone here has also watched, and enjoyed, the movie Cloud Atlas, then I hope this hits closer to home than usual.I really hope that whoever reads this enjoys. "Sh...ut up." Akaashi stepped to the side. After several minutes, Akaashi closed his laptop and lay back on his bed. He was grinning. "Of course." He was shocked. "Didn't that come off as remotely funny? "I was struggling. Bokuto breathed in deeply, the sound filling the small space around them. "I'll show you." I've watched this movie so many times, I actually fell asleep." He recoiled with a grunt. He tried desperately to hold it in. Wincing, Akaashi turned his head away. He pushed Akaashi back this time. He urged him to keep the blanket around him, but Bokuto insisted that he leave it behind. His hand wobbled so much that it was impossible to decipher which letters he was hitting. Bokuto had nothing more to say after that. ", "It's not." But instead, he was greeted with nothing. Akaashi remained in place with the thought in mind that Bokuto would respect his personal space and sit a foot or two away from him, but to his apparent surprise, Bokuto leaned his head on Akaashi's shoulder and slipped an arm around him. He had to force himself to say the mere four words. He then turned his attention to Akaashi. Akaashi reached his hand up to rub the back of his neck roughly, administering a feeling of discomfort to one area in order to ignore the pain that threatened to swallow his heart. I never meant to drag you into my life...". Akaashi furrowed his brow and looked outside, away from Bokuto. I see." He'd realized just how rude that was, falling asleep so easily in front of a person who's biggest struggle was just that. He wanted for him to spike it at least once lest Bokuto threw a self hate-induced panic attack. The soft touch of Akaashi's hair against his chin comforted Bokuto, and pulled him into a relaxed state. Akaashi muttered. A hand reached up to push through his own messy locks. Bokuto turned his head, the pillow crumpling under his neck. He moved forward. The disembodied voice came from off screen. The stranger could have been a patient at the hospital for all Akaashi knew, and the last thing he needed was a sickly acquaintance to add to his already short list of friends. A sob wretched its way out from Akaashi's throat. Bokuto nodded and looked up at Akaashi once again. Dreaming.". Every now and then, it would come to him that Bokuto was only twenty years old, and that fact would only weigh Akaashi down even more than it usually did. Furrowing his brow, Akaashi stared at his phone screen and lay his head down sideways. Bokuto replied, lifting his head. He shook his head again, stronger this time. "It did at first, when I didn't understand why. "Good night." See you, Bokuto. Not in front of Bokuto. From his peripheral, Akaashi could see their hand reaching out to him. Bokuto spoke, his voice peaceful. Akaashi kicked his legs out of bed and strode to his window. His hands squeezed tightly around the navy blue blanket that enveloped him. A puff of smoke came from him as he exhaled. Surprised, Akaashi gave Bokuto his attention again. "Is there something wrong with him? "Sorry." "Of course! He stared in Bokuto's direction, at him this time. Frankly speaking, it had no affect on him in the slightest. "Please, it will only take a second. My face was the only thing sticking out." ], [I know! This time, a weak sound left Bokuto's throat through a closed mouth, and he nodded. He dreamt of nothing in particular that night. Akaashi reached his arms out and pushed Bokuto away. With this, he raised a quivering hand and his index finger. He eyed the blonde one for quite a while. Akaashi remained in his faux sleeping position, feeling that it would take much more of an effort for him to open his eyes and check around than to stay dormant. Akaashi stared at Bokuto, opened his mouth to say something, but found that he couldn't form even one simple word. Pointing a finger down the hall, a small assistant nurse directed Akaashi to a different desk, one where he would be able to find more information on the subject. "We were actually just talking about stepping outside. Bokuto's skin crawled, goose bumps pimpling his porcelain surface. On occasion, one or two would land on him, and he would draw his hand in quickly to try and see if he could make out the small pattern on them. In another life.". He found it strange, how Bokuto was the one walking around when he was the sick one out of the lot. "Impressive." ", Confused and mildly shocked, Akaashi made a face. He wanted to know if it was real or not. (See the end of the work for more notes.). Storms trigger them.". That had been one of Bokuto's worst attacks yet. "They... Aren't really there, are they?" He felt him move against his head in response, so he continued. So I'll just say bye for him! Bokuto stared off in the distance from beyond the net, his face carrying a confused expression. He just didn't want to accept it. I just met him." He pressed pause on his PSP and tapped one end of it against his open palm. Bokuto was bursting with emotion. Akaashi chuckled with Bokuto, folding his arms in the process. "If it isn't too much trouble, may I come over?". The male across from him did well in hiding the look of offense that almost surfaced upon his face. When you're around him, you help him forget.". It almost looked as if he were asleep. His emerald eyes met golden ones. I would like that. Akaashi doubted that he'd ever have Bokuto over again, so hearing him say 'I'll have to watch it again,' didn't sit too well with him. He focused on nothing... Something he remembered Kenma doing. It was the weakest sound Akaashi had ever heard. Bokuto's arm unconsciously squeezed Akaashi closer to his side. Been here for about... Four weeks now." 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