Akaza x Douma Oneshot

Murderous Love

Requested by @Rosieflower2206

"Yeah me and Koyuki are going on a date tonight!She's going to be staying the night and..."

Akaza's rambling started to get drowned into background noise amongst the hundreds of other student's voices.Douma's sadden eyes stared down at the floor,heart aching in pain as he heard the boy he likes rambling on about his girlfriend,Koyuki.

The said girl appeared by the blond's side,placing a hand on the boy's arm.Trying to show some sign of comfort.But it didn't work.
"It's not fair..." he mumbled as he moved away from the ravenette slightly,feeling a bit  comfortable when Koyuki touched him.An electric like pain ran over the area where his lungs should be.
"Ah Koyuki!" The smile that lit up Akaza's face when he hugged his girlfriend made Douma's heart ache in pain even greater than before.Why couldn't he smile at him like that?The pain came back but stronger this though he holds strong and doesn't let any type of reaction be seen.
"Hey Akaza-Dono,Can we hang out tomorrow?" He tried to strike up a conversation,putting on his best smile he could muster in the moment.It mustn't have been very convincing as Koyuki gave him a somewhat pained and sympathetic look.
"...We live next to each other,I see you more than enough." Akaza rolled his eyes,quickly turning back to his girlfriend who looked a little bit disappointed.Afterall she has been trying to get the two to hang out again these past couple of months.That pain sparked up again,worse than any other time it had in the past.An all too familiar metallic taste filled his mouth.

Suddenly,Douma rushed past the two teenagers,a hand covering his mouth.With what had seemed to be blood seeping through the gaps of his fingers.Koyuki dashed after the blond,Akaza close behind.Both worried for the health of their friend,even if the pinkette doesn't act like they are friends.

The two found the blond throwing up in the boy's toilets,red rose petals mixed with his blood in the toilet bowl.Koyuki had left to go get the school nurse while Akaza stayed behind,sat near to Douma in the now locked toilet stall.Wanting to reach out and hug him but the blond only threw up more petals and blood when he placed a hand on his back to comfort him.

"Hanahaki disease,huh?" Akaza mumbled,sat across from the blond who was still leaning over the toilet bowl,little drops of blood dripping into the bowl from his lips.He knew that whoever was a victim of this particular disease would cough up blood mixed with the love interest's favourite flowers.Now he knows everybody that his childhood best friends talks or could potentially have a crush on.Nobody they know has said that red roses are their favourite flower,well apart from himself but surely the other wasn't in love with him...right?But if the blond is in the love with him,how long has this crush been going on for?Days?Weeks?Months?He wanted to ask but it wasn't really his business unless his best friend did in fact have a crush on him.
"I was g-going to get the sur-surgery to r-remove it..." the pinkette felt his eyes widening,only now had he just realised that his own childhood best friend was in love him but he has thought about getting surgery to fix this issue.Why on earth has he changed his mind?
"What do you mean you were going to get the surgery?" He tried his best not to sound shaky when he spoke,a little too nervous at why the blond had given up on the idea.The surgery could save his life,at the cost of his romantic feelings of course but surely living was the better option.
"I-It's too la-late now...it's...s-so hard to b-breath," Douma almost wheezed when he spoke,moving away from the toilet bowl to lay down on the cool tile floor,not caring if he was laying on the disgusting ground of a public school toilet.Suddenly rapid bangs were heard on the stall door,thank god it was a teacher.Akaza moved his best friend out of the way and unlocked the tall door,throwing it open before hauling the blond into his arms.Telling the teacher to call an ambulance and make sure to tell them to hurry.Douma's hands weakly gripped at the fabric of his school jumper,head resting against the his chest,beautiful eyes fighting to stay open.

By the time the ambulance arrived Douma had past out in his best friend's arms.

Douma was practically in a coma to keep the flowers from growing in his lungs,an air mask kept over his mouth and nose to keep oxygen in his body.Somehow that didn't help those bastardly flowers grow any more,but that was probably a good thing in this case.Akaza held the blond's hand tightly,ever since the bathroom incident he has stayed in the hospital right by his side,that was almost four days ago.Slowly coming to the realisation that he did in fact feel the same way which resulted in a break with Koyuki who wasn't all that bothered.Apparently she had found somebody else she liked but was too nervous to break up with him.They had been friends since they were kids so she was nervous it would make things awkward though he made sure to reassure her that they would still be friends.
"Douma please...just wake up already...I need you here with me," he held the older's hand close to his own chest,eyes pricking at his eyelashes.After a little bit of crying he decided to take a nap.Still sat on the chair but leaning on the hospital bed in front of him.It wasn't the most comfortable of positions but for somebody so tired the position didn't matter that much.

"Mr.Soyama?" Akaza slowly stirred awake,rubbing the sleep out of his eyes as he leaned back into his chair.Waiting for whatever the doctor was going to say.Douma's hand much colder than normal.Something wasn't right,he knew deep down something wasn't right.
"I regret to inform you but...we couldn't save your friend," the doctor bowed apologetically,a sadden look in their eyes as they left the room.Akaza subconsciously held onto Douma's hand tighter than before,brain trying to process the information.Before the fact that his best friend since he was like 2 years old is dead,tears spilled down his pasty cheeks.
"No...No please...Please God no," he mumbled,having a blurred view of the blond who was now much paler than he usually was.Why did this have to happen?He started to love accept his feelings for the other and he still died?"Why is life so unfair?" Akaza whispered,sliding off the chair he was sitting on,resting his forehead against the hospital bed.Praying that by some miracle that Douma would just come back to life.He wouldn't and the pinkette knew this fact,life isn't a fairy tale.

But some days he wished it was.

"AKAZA!"

Akaza jolted awake,tears staining his pasty cheeks red.Breathing uneven and rapid.Sitting back in his chair,wiping away the tears with the back of his hand.
"D-Douma..?" His voice broke at the sight of his best friend sat up right in the hospital bed he has been put in days ago.The oxygen mask still covering his mouth and nose for some reason.More tears spilled when he was so calmly smiled at by some he had dreamed was dead.Thank god he was alive.
"Hey 'Kaza...You feeling alright?" Douma smiled gently,reaching over to his best friend with his hand,placing it on top of his fluffy and soft pink hair.
"I-I should be asking you that!" The younger snapped,standing up straight.Chair scraping across the floor loudly.
"I'm still alive moron,I'll be fine!" The blond dismissed,pulling the smaller teenage into a tight hug that was immediately returned.Hands gripping at the blue-ish shirt while the fabric was wetted by salty tears.

"I'm so sorry!" Akaza sobbed,hands tightly holding onto the soft fabric of the other's hospital shirt.Not daring to let go for a second.
"It's fine Akaza...I love you too much to hate you," Douma plays with his hair as he speaks,holding the pinkette close by his waist as he let him sob his heart out.

After a little while,Akaza pats out due to exhaustion.Resting peacefully by Douma's side until he woke up again.

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This so rushed lmao