Chiaki Nanami's IF

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Chiaki Nanami was at her death bed. She tried to get up in front of the long haired male that was once her friend Hajime Hinata. Tears ran down both of there eyes. Nanami cried about how she didn't want to die and live with her friends. She reached her arm out towards Kamakura as if she was trying to reach Hinata somewhere in there. Once Nanami gave up on trying to stay awake, warmth covered her body. 

Nanami never new how much she wanted warmth until she lost it. She opened her eyes to see Kamakura holding her bridal style. She was too tired and weak to say anything. All she could really notice were his bright red eyes. The tall male holding her stared back at her.

"You're probably questioning what I'm going to do and what's going to happen. I do not know you. You only recognize me as someone I used to be. I am not Hinata Hajime. The name my teachers gave me is, Kamakura Izuru. I have no memory of the times that Hinata Hajime might've made with you. But for some reason I want to understand why he took a liking in you."

Nanami laid in his arms. She didn't really understand what he was saying, all she really understood was that he was somehow going to save her. Nanami gave a wry smile and looked back at Izuru.

"I...trust you...Hinata-kun."

Kamakura watches Nanami pass out in his arms after that. Kamakura doesn't understand the reason why he's saving her. Not until a few hours ago he hadn't even known what she looked like. Now, for some reason, he felt like he couldn't live with himself if he didn't save her. No matter how many calculations went threw his head he still didn't understand why he was voluntarily doing this.

Human emotions are bothersome.

But he kept walking forward. He was going to give Nanami a hope filled future.

No matter what.