You're my sunset

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How easy can it be to move one? I lost everyone except grandfather when i was just a child. He's in the hospital now, actually. So if I end up losing him too, will it be easy for me to move on? He was never fond of me. I was never fond of him. Will I be okay? Losing the last member of my family? They always say, "You never know something's worth until you've lost it."

I was walking through the hallway which leads to grandfather's room in the hospital when I heard a voice. A quite dramatic one.

"I fear nothing!" The voice said. It was coming from the room I stopped right next to. "Princess Comilia, hold my hand! I'll save you from this stupid devil! Oh my savior, Sato! Is this fate?"

The voice was getting closer to the door when some guy suddenly opened it. "You didn't hear any of that, did you?"

"I— No." I said coldly getting back on track so I can see grandfather. I felt a hand on my arm. It was that guy again. "Dude, I said I heard nothing, okay—" He started pulling me and I suddenly found myself in his hospital room. "Bro, you've gone a bit far, haven't you?"

"Promise not to tell anyone about what you just heard." He said holding out his pinkie. How childish can this guy be?

"I don't have anyone to tell." I said rolling my eyes. "Now could you please let my arm go?"

"Doesn't mean you don't have a promise to make." He said raising his eyebrows with the most serious look I've ever seen.

"Gosh! How old are you? making pinkie promises. Playing princess and the devil. Not letting go of my arm!"

"I'm twenty three actually. Bet I'm older than your skinny arm. And i won't let go unless you promise." He's older than my skinny arm..? He's only a year older than me. But that changes nothing! I pointed out my pinkie, connected it to his and made my promise. He let go and I left without a word. I arrived at grandfather's room and he looked so tired you'd think he was dead.

"Gosh, grandfather! You pretty much look dea—" I stopped when I saw the screen that was supposed to show grandfather's heartbeat. A straight line was right there. Nothing else. That's it. The end of family for me. I felt a little stir in my stomach and nothing else. I put on my bag again and did nothing but leave his dead body laying there. I closed the door behind me just to see princess Comilia again.

"Come here, bud." He said holding his arms out for a hug. What? "Come on. Come here."

"Dude what are you doing—" I was saying before he hugged me like I was some sort of stuffed animal. "Get off me, bro! What the heck it this?!"

"I'm trying to comfort you." He said still squeezing me in that hug. "You just lost a family member. Of course you're upset."

"At least I have no one to lose now. They're all gone." I was trying to break that hug with force I've never used before.

"We can be friends!" He said letting go of my skinny body. FINALLY!

"Too immature, as childish as a one year old, very clingy and definitely someone I'm not willing to befriend."

"Oh, come on! We can play princess and the devil together! You'd make a good princess." He said with a tiny smirk. "Come on, I'm kidding. We'd just make good friends, don't you think?"

"I'm not looking forward to becoming a princess. I just need to head home."

"Of course you're not!" He said as i started walking forward. "You're a guy! You're no princess! Just maybe your long hair would make you look like one." I tried walking away once more but he followed me again. "Sato." He said.

"What?" I stopped suddenly.  How does he know my last name?

"That's my name." He smiled like he had no other emotion than happy. "Sato Itadano. Beautiful name, don't you think?"

"Sure." I said forcing my arm out of his grip. He's surprisingly strong, actually. I got deja-vu to when father held me, trying to convince me to go with the rest of my family on a roadtrip. Grandmother was going, too. It was just grandfather and I staying home. We didn't know, though, that it would be the last time we'd see them. I put my hand on my forehead to lift up my bangs just to collapse on the floor crying my heart out. I tried to stop. There were people watching. Sato among those people. What was I doing? I was embarrassing myself. A grown man crying in the middle of a crowded waiting room.

"Hey," Sato whispered putting a hand on my shoulder and another under my arm pulling me up. "Let's head somewhere else, don't you think?"

I nodded trying to keep up with him. I kept wiping my tears and trying to hide my face with my hair. I didn't even know where Sato was taking me. I heard a door being shut behind me and I looked up immediately. It was Sato's hospital room.

"You good?" He asked getting a little closer to me. I shoved him away and locked myself in the bathroom. "Hey, it's okay to cry!" He yelled from behind the door. "I always cry. There's nothing to be embarrassed of."

I looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were so puffy and red. This is the first time I've ever cried. "Hey, Sato!" I shouted from inside the bathroom. He let out a loud 'MHM' and I said, "Name is Kayo Sato. Let's be friends."