Miracle's Dream (Chapter 3)

Summary: A young girl who seemed to have no connection at all to any of them are the one who brought them together and drove them apart. She’s the one who shows them the real person they could be. 

Chapter Word Count (Total): 1,440 (5,402)
Rating: PG-15 in later chapters due to PDA and sensitive issues

Disclaimer: I do not own people... Mentioned people in this fiction belongs to themselves and their professional self, belongs to Johnny's Entertainment

Warning: Character Death

The sun rises brightly that morning. He had not been asleep ever since the phone call made to him the night before. His heart beating faster as the hours passed and closer for them to meet. He had never felt about him that way before.

“Why aren’t you ready yet?” Tanaka said bursting in Ueda’s room. “It’s just a flight with us you know, there is really no need to dress up as much.” He continued as he sees the once packed clothes laid messily on the ground and half naked Ueda staring at them. “Unless…” He spoke without the intention of ever finishing his sentence.

Ueda blushed slightly at the comment. It had never been a problem to him to dress himself up in any circumstances, but today was different. He needed to be in his best appearance. He wanted Nishikido to like him. “This would not look too weird would it?” He asked finally picking up a pale purple tank top to be matched with a checked blue – purple shirt.

Picking up from his hand, Tanaka scrunched his forehead. It was not like Ueda to dress so conservatively. He likes the eccentricity that the usual Ueda wore. Something that he would not dare to wear in public but not for Ueda, he does not care at all what other people thinks about him. “Who is the lucky girl?” Tanaka asked finally.

“Eh?” Ueda responded. “What girl?” He asked.

“You’re not dressing up for nothing are you?” Tanaka replied.

Ueda forced a laugh. “There is no one.” He said ducking the question. “Ah, should I just wear what I usually wear?” He asked again. Smiling Tanaka nodded. Though the sly smile and him not moving from his spot made Ueda a little self-conscious.

“If she likes you, it would not matter what you wear would it?” Tanaka said finally as he picks up the scattered clothes and gathers them for Ueda. “She’s one lucky girl.”

“There is no girl, Koki.” Ueda said again. Tanaka just nodded understandingly. “Ryo asked me to lunch.” He blurted out. “But you can never tell anyone about this. Not one soul.” He stressed.

Tanaka’s eyes went wide as he heard Nishikido’s name. “Ryo-chan?” He asked. Ueda just nodded as he got dressed in front of the full length mirror. “Ryo-chan as in Dokkun, Ryo-chan?” He asked again making sure.

“Ryo as in the one and only Nishikido Ryo.” Ueda spoke. Tanaka could see his friend blushed slightly as he said Nishikido’s name. “It has been years since the incident you know. It’s not like we never talked to each other at all, and it’s not like we’re enemies or anything.” Ueda said quickly.

Tanaka smirked as he sat on the edge of the bed looking at Ueda acting out of his usual sort. “Why on earth would you be blushing talking about Ryo-chan?” Tanaka teased. Quickly Ueda turned his face away from Tanaka. “Tat-chan, could it be?”

“No.” Ueda quickly snapped at him. “It’s not what you think. He’s just thanking me for the ticket exchanged I made with Yasuda-kun.” Ueda reasoned quickly. He knew he had done it this time. He wonders what is it about Nishikido that makes him so attracted to him.

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He had not slept the whole night. He had not moved an inch from the place he sat talking with Catherine the night before. The slightest movements alarmed him, she slightest change in her heart rhythm scares him.

“There is no reason for you to be feeling sad.” The young girl said approaching him. “It’s not up to humans to judge the length of their time on earth.” She said wisely. Through her accent, he could tell she was not raised in Japan.

His eyes had been puffy from all the crying from the night before. He was very close with his grandmother. He should have accepted it better. He should have known it better from everyone else. He had seen her suffered all those years being confined to the wheelchair and her final years on a bed. Yet, he could not accept it.

The girl brought a smile to his face for the first time that week. “Boku wa, Sakura desu.” She said holding out her hand innocently. That had cracked him up. Now he really knows that she is a foreigner.

“Shota desu.” He said embracing her instead. “You’re not a guy. You shouldn’t have said ‘boku’. That’s a man’s word.” He spoke as she pulled away from him. She giggled shyly as she looked down.

“Ah, sumimasen. I am still learning.” She spoke shyly in her own tongue. “Why are you sad? Are you sick too?” She asked. Yasuda shook his head. “Your arms, is it painful?” She asked looking at the bandage around his left wrist. Consciously he hid it with his other hand.

“Catherine. You shouldn’t bother other people. And you’re not supposed to be out of bed.” A male nurse said softly as he lowered down to her height to speak to her.

Catherine sighed. “But the weather is so pretty today.” She pouted as she spoke. Then she looked at Yasuda. “Am I bothering you?” She asked innocently. Yasuda smiled as he shook his head. “See, I’m not bothering him.” She reasoned. “Let me stay out here for another five minutes please.” She pleaded. “It has been more than a week since the treatment started.” She pleaded.

The male nurse finally gave in as she moved closer to Yasuda. “Five minutes. I’ll be nearby okay.” He said before leaving her with Yasuda. Her pouty mouth turned into a bright smile as she nodded. “No running.” He warned before going out of hearing range.

“Actually, I wanted to give this back to you.” Catherine said handing Yasuda his guitar pick that he thought he had lost. “It fell when you tried to hurt yourself with the guitar string.” She said.

If it had not been for that day, he might have thought of doing the same thing over again until he succeeded. Somehow, looking at her fighting to live and battling her pain every day made him changed his mind.

“You didn’t sleep again did you?” Catherine’s voice broke as she spoke groggily. “I made you stay up again.” She spoke guiltily.

Yasuda just smiled lazily. “How are you feeling today?” He asked.

Catharine sighed. “As usual, tired. But fine I guess.” She said slowly. “Sho-chan, What Ryo said yesterday has some truth in it.”Catherine said as she sat up on her bed. “You shouldn’t have done that to him though.” Yasuda looked down to his colored fingers fidgeting with them. “Na, Sho-chan. You kept your promise remember. It’s my intention to keep mine too you know.” Yasuda’s eyes became glassy.

Catherine looked at the table beside her bed. Her calm face changed worried. “What’s wrong?” Yasuda asked her as he stood up and rushed to her side. “Sakura-chan. Daijoubu ka?” He asked.

“My necklace.” Catherine answered at once. “My necklace.” Her heart beat raced bordering to a heart attack.

“It’s with me. It’s with me.” Yasuda spoke quickly his hand fishing in his pocket. Slowly her heart beat calmed as she sees the guitar pick that strung upon a black sting was in Yasuda’s hand. “You kept it.” He smiled.

“Sho-chan is what makes me want to keep on living now.” Catherine said as she took the warmth of Yasuda’s body as she embraced him. Taking in his scent that she could never forget.

*******

Quietly Nishikido opened the door to the room where Tegoshi was supposedly to be resting. The curtain enclosing the bed was fully closed. He decided to wait patiently instead of waking up the younger boy like he used to do.

The sudden movement and whispers within the curtain stunned him. “Pi?” He asked recognizing the other man’s voice. Quickly the tore the curtain open. The view of Tegoshi leaning on Yamashita’s chest seared his mind. “What the hell?” He spoke aloud.

“He was… he was just…” Tegoshi stammered.

Nishikido quickly turned his back to them. “It’s not like we’re doing inappropriate things.” Yamashita spoke nonchalantly.

“The view first ting in the morning. You really made my day.” Nishikido spoke through hi fits of laughter. “Can you guys be anymore mushy?” He said suddenly regretting the fact that he had came to see the young boy. For a moment the event that happened the night before seemed to float away from his mind. The matter he was about to talk about to Yamashita also left his mind.