A Thousand Years Of Waiting for Mr.Prince

Flower Boy

"Is she sick?" Takeshi asks Heracles immediately after hearing that Sakura wasn't feeling well. Heracles has no clue, or rather, he has a feeling that Takeshi has no idea who Sakura really is. And he doesn't think he'd have the heart to tell him.

"'Cause well... You know... Usually she comes by early in the morning to greet us all, and tell us how good of a job were doing." Takeshi fingers start to fumble with one of the string on his apron. "Even if we weren't, she'd still tell us that, and somehow, it always made our day better. The whole neighbourhood misses her so uh..." Takeshi looks back up at Heracles and gulps. "Ah... Ahah! Oh what am I doing, I'm talking way to much... Ha.. Ha ha."

Heracles starts to feel a little sorry for the smaller man. "Um... I came here to buy some flowers for her, do you have any recommendations?"

Takeshi glances over to the pre-arranged bouquets that are displayed outside the shop, then looks back at Heracles. "I could... Arrange one, er... C-Custom make one? Uh... Make one specially for her right now. If you uh, want." He stumbles over his words nervously.

Heracles nods, and smiles. "Yes, I'd like that please."

It was a rare moment when Sakura was awake, and although no one in the room wanted to admit it, they knew she was struggling to do so. Yet, she still did her best in keeping awake to hear Feliciano's story, which made her laugh many times. When Feliciano finished his story, Sakura thanks him.

"Feliciano-kun, thank you for cheering me up." Her voice is soft, and compared to yesterday, her breathing also seemed to have slowed down.

Feliciano shakes his head and holds Sakura's hand gently. "No, I should be the thanking you, you're the first one to have laughed so much with my story!" His bottom lip begins to quiver, and Ludwig wraps his arm around him, rubbing his shoulder. "But... This won't be the last time I hear you laugh... Will it?"

Sakura takes a deep breath, gathering up her remaining energy to speak. "Of course not, Feliciano-kun... When the time comes... I promise I will laugh with you over and over again." Tears begin to stream down the Italian's cheeks, and his words become incoherent. Ludwig wipes his tears, and stands up, helping Feliciano to do so as well. "Sorry, about this..." Ludwig apologizes, and Sakura holds up her hand to say it's fine. Ludwig turns to Kiku, "I'll get him cleaned up." Then proceeds to leave the room with Feliciano.

Kiku turns back to Sakura, who seems to be breathing slowler by the minute. "Do you think you can stay awake a little longer?" He leans over to check her forehead, but there's no fever. Sakura gives him a small smile. "I'll do my best." Kiku manages to return the smile, but it soon fades afterwards.

Then, someone knocks on the door, and the door opens. "Francis!"

"Oui, c'est moi, and I see that our princess is awake as well." He grins.

"Francis-san, please refrain from calling me that..." Sakura blinks slowly, and Kiku can't help but smile. "What brings you here?" He asks.

"Well..." Francis steps aside, and Takeshi steps into view.

"Takeshi-kun?" Sakura blinks in surprise, she didn't expect to see him here. Upon hearing her voice, Heracles pops out from behind the door frame with a bouquet of flowers. "You're awake!"

"Heracles-san!" Sakura tries pulls herself up, and Kiku shuffles over to help her sit up properly. Heracles and Takeshi both enter the room, and Francis closes the door behind them, presumingly waiting outside the room. Takeshi looks over to Kiku and gapes. "Y-You're..."

Heracles holds out the flowers in front of Sakura. "Takeshi helped me in picking the flowers out."

Sakura smiles and accepts the flowers, "They are very much appreciated."