• our fading futures • akitoya • REWRITE BEGINNING SOON

• all is well •

'pov: toya'

I could have kissed Akito. Right then and there. It would have been slightly awkward, though. But, I squeezed his hand slightly. I honestly didn't know what to say. "So... What do we do now?" I heard Akito mumble under his breath. He knew I could hear him, clearly. He spoke so softly when I was around him, which I liked about him. "Do you mind if I keep holding your hand?" I asked, in case he was uncomfortable or didn't like it. I knew he was sometimes not the biggest fan of physical contact. "No, it's fine." He said, grasping my hand back, which was a welcome surprise.
We sat there in silence like before, but instead of sitting in solidarity, we were huddled slightly closer than before. I guess I felt more comfortable to do stuff like that now. "What movie do you want to watch?" I murmured. Cicadas were chirping, and I inhaled the fresh, crisp night air carrying their song. "Oh, movie? I don't mind." He pondered this. "Is there any ones you like?" I shrugged. "Honestly, I haven't really watched too much movies." I sighed.
Sad, but true. I should really watch some more, but I used to be constantly scared there would be a composition in there with piano in it. Now, I guess I've got better with stuff like that, but back then, whenever I heard the instrument, it took me back to when my hands were hurting whilst practicing on the weekends.
"I know I'm requesting a lot from you, but do you want to just... chill out inside?" Akito asked, his face clearly going red. I nodded. If I was being some sort of romance detector, this meant cuddling. And I didn't mind that. I grabbed the pillow I was sitting on, picking it up in between my arms, just like how I'd either hug a really short person or tackle someone.
We threw the slightly damp pillows in a corner, and both sat on the couch. I was only slightly tired, and it was about 8pm. I'd told Father I was spending time with Tsukasa, and he wouldn't call me to make sure, since he could trust Tsukasa... Not really. He'd back me up in lying. "So, Akito. Just to confirm, we're official, right?" He looked up at me. "If you want to be, sure. I mean, I want to be... Yeah." I nodded. "Then we are." I said.
I looked up, my eyes drifting to the plain roof. I was dating someone now. Wow. I'd never dated anyone, and my father wouldn't allow me to date anyone- especially someone like Akito. "So, now we're a thing, you know you can tell me anything?" It was slightly awkward, and I was worried I was moving way too fast for him. "Well, you could trust me before that... You know what, scrap that." I sighed, looking into his green eyes. I'd never considered them to be too interesting if I was being honest with myself, but now he was next to me, looking straight into my eyes, his gaze slightly foggy because of whatever sickness or tiredness he was experiencing.
"Yeah. I need to be honest with you about a few things." Akito admitted, looking away from me. I nodded. "Take your time." I said, but trying to make the usually harsh and critical sentence nice and light, like a butterfly or cotton candy. Something that comforted someone. "Since Ena died... Since she committed, everything has been like one massive landslide of emotion, and I haven't been able to keep it all in check. And I guess I didn't have a venting mechanism so I took it out on you and the rest of the squad. So... I'm sorry, Toya. I'm so sorry."
I sighed. "It's okay, Akito. Don't blame yourself for something someone else had caused." I nodded my head, wondering if I could put my arm around him or something as a pathetic trial of comforting him. He smiled. "Thanks, Toya." He opened his mouth to seemingly add something on, but closed it before the words escaped his mouth. "I feel so selfish..." He sighed, and I looked at him slightly pitifully. "Akito..." I sighed. "It's not your fault. Don't make me say it again, mhm?" He flinched slightlt at the last sentence. "My father also didn't allow me any time to mourn, but he never really liked Ena, anyway. In his eyes, I guess I was some kinda golden child." He sighed. I thought he seemed kind of downcast. "You mind if I hug you?" I asked. "I don't want you to not like anything I do to you." He looked at me, his eyes brightening slightly in the dim lamplight. "You don't have to ask for that, you know?" A smile replaced the frown on his face.
Then, he suddenly tackled me. I was scared for a few split seconds, but then I remembered it was a hug. Akito had wrapped his arms tightly around me like a koala hugging a tree, not that I'd ever seen a real koala. I smiled, and put my arms around him as well. "This is a pretty good hug, for our second one today." I admitted. "Yeah, I guess it is." He said in a whisper. He was clearly very tired, because that tackle seemed to take a lot out of his energy reserves. "Maybe you need to sleep, Akito." I asked of him, gently of course. But, obviously, I wanted to stay up with him and talk with him until there were no words left between us two. Just hearing his voice and seeing his smile made me happy. Though, it always had. He looked at me, mumbling, "I want to stay up a bit longer." I nodded my head. "If I'm being honest, I want to talk to you a bit longer, too."
Akito looked at me, something gleaming in his eyes, but then fading away. "Oh... I'm sorry about Saki." He said. Saki. The name sent a slight shiver down my spine. I missed her so much. "She was like a sister to me, so I can kind of sympathise with you. I'm sorry about Ena." I said with a sigh. "Is she having a funeral?" He sighed. "Already happened. My father wanted to get stuff over as soon as possible." I sighed. "Your dad seems like he really disliked Ena..." Akito sighed, releasing himself from the hug, which was getting a bit awkward anyway. "Yeah. He never did like her. As I said, he didn't give me time to mourn." I sighed. "That must have been horrible. I'm so, so sorry I couldn't be there for you." I said with a sigh. I felt so guilty for not knowing.
"Don't worry. You're here now, and I guess that's all I need." He said, and I could see him blush a little under the very faint lamplight. I smiled softly to myself. "You're a real sweetheart when  you want to be, huh?" I smiled, teasing him slightly. "Why you..." He said, tackling me again and getting ahold of my head, more specifically my hair. "Stop!" I said between fits of laughter. "You're gonna mess it all up!" I said, which led him to proceed to mess it up more.
I got ahold of his hand and pushed it away from my head. We both breathed in slight pants, which was funny since we were both tired. I smiled slightly at him, and he smiled back. "You're gonna tire yourself out, you know." Akito sighed. "For the last time, I'm not tired." I looked at him. "Your eyes are bloodshot and have bags under them. How are you not tired? Plus, you're sick. Wouldn't you be tired from that." He looked at me sadly. "But I want to spend more time with you." I frowned jokingly at him.
"Fine. But you have to promise me you'll go to sleep later." I looked out the window. The stars were shining. I didn't realise how much time had passed. "It's already 8? Wow." Akito said, picking up on my body signals. "I guess it is." I shrugged. "What do you wanna do?" Akito looked at me, pondering the question I'd proposed. "I want to talk, still. I like being here with you." I nodded. "I like being here with you too. I never knew what a 'comfortable silence' was before this." I smiled, scooting slightly closer to him on the couch.
"Maybe we should call An and Kohane?" I suggested. "No." Akito instantly replied, not elaborating. "Are you scared I'm gonna tell them about us?" I said, and Akito looked at me with a slightly pissed expression, but then nodded. "Yeah. I dunno. I want tonight to just be for us." I nodded. "Sure." What a clingy kid. "Well, maybe do you wanna watch a movie?" I suggested. "I guess. We don't really have anything else to do." I nodded.
"Obviously, I don't know how to run your TV, so you'll have to do that for me. You have any ideas?" Akito searched for the remote, swiping his hand pathetically around the couch. "No idea." He said simultaneously. "But, I do have a few streaming services." I nodded. "Or maybe we practice singing? Our next- oh. You were gonna quit, weren't you?" I felt a stab of pain in my guts. "Yeah... I dunno. I might keep doing street music, might not."
I sighed. "You know, you're the only reason why I kept doing street music, don't you?" His eyebrows raised slightly. "No?" I sighed. "Wasn't it obvious? If I didn't find you in that alleyway, I would have just gone back to piano in the end. And either way that would end disastrously. So... I'm glad you're here."
Akito smiled a small bit. "Geez, Toya. You really know how to make me feel emotional." He nodded. "The moon's nice tonight." Akito added, taking a glance out the window. "...I guess it is. Now, back to that show. What did you feel like watching?" I requested. He smiled slightly. "There's this new series out I've watched. I think you'd like it."
I nodded. "Sure. Anything you want." He nodded, laying back on the couch and flicking through the shows and episodes until he found the one he was looking for.
"Here it is." He nodded. "Well, let's get started, should we?" I nodded back to him. "Sounds great. I've been thinking of watching this myself." I murmured, as it began to load. And, then the intro started. As we watched, I found out it was a movie that was set in 1950s Britain. The main character was a housewife and her husband had left for overseas, and it was basically documenting her life taking care of her kids.
During the middle of the episode, I felt a weight on my shoulder and jumped slightly. And it wasn't moving. I looked over, and realised it was Akito's head. He'd finally fallen asleep. Poor dude. He looked exhausted. But he had this odd peace to his face, past his grumpy, fiery exterior. I smiled. Should I take him to his bed? I stood up, trying to gently lift him up, in which I failed. He was too heavy.
I sighed. He'd just have to sleep on the couch, I guessed. I scouted around for a blanket. Eventually, I came upon one stranded in a corner, and I grabbed it up, putting it on him and manoeuvring him around so he'd be comfortable laying, turning off the television playing in the background and putting a pillow behind his head. He did indeed look peaceful, so I tried not to disturb that peace and go to sleep myself.
Before I did that, I took a picture to send to Kohane and An of Akito. After that, I sent, 'He's safe :)' and closed the phone. It was about 9pm, so I decided I'd may as well go to sleep. I took a seat in a lounge chair nearby him, and closed my eyes. The last thing I thought before sleeping was;

'Maybe we are meant to be together forever.'

‹Word count: 2036›

(Author's note: LAST CHAPTERRR!!! I might write a few bonus chapters later, but I'll be working on a new fanfic soon! Thanks for reading <3)