Just In Time

A/N: I was listening to an instrumental playing at the background as I typed. I got so emotional at the end that I actually cried as I typed away. (LOL) 
Anyways, this story was inspired by my dream. I was dreaming about some emotional, angsty SouMako stuff that woke me up at 5am in the morning because it got me so excited. So, in the same day itself, I finally wrote one. Well, I hope you all like it. ^^

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It was the time of the year, where the air became humid, and the temperature is over 30 Celsius. With the scorching sun above, the crickets continued to creak away. Residents of Iwatobi are hiding away under any shades they could find, avoiding being under the blazing heat. A white cat hurried towards the shade under the car, lying down on the cooler ground and was about to take its nap. It becomes a quiet town every time during this season.

From afar, an engine roared into the small town. The cat looked up from its closed eyes, looking from under the car at the train passing by on the train tracks. As the sound went further away, it went back to its sleep. Kids who were having their ice cream sitting on the bench beside the road stared at the train moving at a moderate speed.

A man in a light blue shirt and black trousers carrying a luggage was staring out through the windows from within the train at the small town. It had been a long time since Sousuke has come back here. A town full of memories and emotions, where some of his friends still stayed and some only come back during the long holidays.

After getting off the train, he walked through a few alleys before reaching a stop in front of some steps on his left. Looking up through the heat, he stared towards that one house just below the house at the top. After staring for a few minutes, he continued down the road.

It was an hour later when he came back to the same place he had stopped by just now. In his hands were two bags of stuff he had just bought and his luggage and headed up the steps. Just before he reached the top, he stopped and looked towards his right at the house he was staring at before. He hesitated. Holding up his hand and putting it back down again minutes after contemplating what he should really do. He sighed and was about to continue on before he heard a voice coming from inside. The door opened and revealed a boy and a girl in their teen age.

"See you later, Nii-chan," said the teenage girl in a chirpy voice.

"Bye, Nii-san," said the teenage boy as he followed the girl down the steps.

Then, a nostalgic voice came by the door.

"Be careful alright?" said the voice of a young adult as he saw them left.

Sousuke peeked out from behind the wall of the house. He finally saw that face he had missed. The same old gentle voice, and that same hair style and color, just that the length was shorter than before. Yet, something about him has changed. His body seemed smaller. His arms seemed thinner, and his face seemed sharper, his smile was not as bright and his eyes...

"Makoto..." Sousuke softly whispered.

"Who's there?" Makoto turned around but there was not anyone. "Hm... It must have been my imagination." Makoto headed back towards the house and shut the door.

A few seconds later, Sousuke came out from his hiding place and stared at the door again. Makoto...The glow in his eyes was gone. He looked tired, but maybe it was work. Or maybe something had been going on. He was anxious for an answer, but he could not think of any. When Sousuke had finally decided and was about to knock the door, someone shouted from behind.

"Oi!"

Sousuke looked towards the voice and stopped his action. A man with maroon hair was standing at the top step, smirking at him.