I was lying on my bed, awake for almost the entire time after Sora had left. I had many questions on my mind and also a burning desire to understand him more.
I hadn't noticed until the moment I stared up into his eyes just how much pain and sadness was in his heart.
How could I have not seen it before?
I must have been so caught up with daydreaming about him that I didn't even realize he was hurting.
But there was something else - something hidden behind his tears, his pain. Something I couldn't quite understand but felt whenever he stared at me.
I know Sora won't easily talk about his past and trying to get him to will only cause him to relive his sorrows and pain but I have to know what happened to him.
I have to know why he's so broken, why he's so hurt.
Not only because I've fallen for him but also as a friend.
I then sat up and started looking deeper at the possibility of getting him to open up to me when I began remembering his teary face and the way he was crying.
Maybe I shouldn't, it's better if I don't ask him anything because I won't be able to forgive myself if I make him upset again...But a good friend would try and help.
Apart from what Mrs. Saito had told me, I don't know what it was like for him growing up or living in the city but I suppose I could ask her again about his past but I doubt Sora would have told her anything. He loves Mr. and Mrs. Saito so much that he tries to hide his problems from them so that they won't worry about him but they do.
But then again...Maybe it's not such a good thing to question him about his past. He hadn't once forced me to tell him anything so why should I?
When Sora and I had met he saw that I was hurting. I had tears in my eyes and was unable to talk about my problems but he was understanding. All he did was offer me a warm smile and help back home.
He understood my pain so why can't I understand his?
He was so kind to me that eventually I opened up to him without him having to ask.... Wait! Maybe that's what I have to do!
All I should do is wait for Sora to open up to me. When he showed me the tree he and his father had planted, he did it because he trusted me, the way I had trusted him.
So all I have to do is be patient!....but I'm not sure how long I can wait because I know he needs me.
With that final thought I rested my head on my pillow and stared at the ceiling until I started to fade into sleep. Unable to stop thinking about him.
***
The next morning, bright and early I woke up and started getting ready for school. My parents however tried their best to convince me otherwise but I wanted to get out of the house for I needed fresh air to think.
"Fumiko, are you sure you don't want to go to the doctor?"
"I'm sure" I said grabbing my bag.
"Well at least let me make an appointment for tomorrow."
"Mom no! I told you I hate hospitals!"
"But, Fumiko -"
"Bye!" I said kissing her on the cheek before slipping pass the door.
Maybe she's right -
I quickly shook my head at the thought. I really didn't like the idea of a strange old man with cold gloved hands pricking me with needles.

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Sora & Fumiko
RomantikFumiko is a sixteen year old girl of Japanese decent living in America. She is not that much different from everyone else, but what really sets her apart is her name. Fumiko runs away one day after returning from school because she can no longer end...