Haru held Ikuya's hand tightly as they walked down the street with Haru's Mother. The boys were pretty open about their relationship unless they were at school. At school they ate with their friends and Haru would occasionally hold Ikuya's hand under the table. "So boys, school starts back soon. How do you feel about it?" Haru's Mother said looking at the boys. "I don't car, I just wanna spend time with Ikuya." Haru smiled and pulled Ikuya closer, his arms now around him. "Oh I see, how about you Ikuya?" Ikuya smiled and leaned into Haru's touch. "Same here, I hope Haru and I get the same class." Ikuta honestly doubted they would. Especially after what happened earlier.
"Kirishima Ikuya!" The instructor quickly yanked the note out of Ikuya's hand before he could give it to Kisumi to pass to Haru. "I'm sorry sensei! Please don't read it." Ikuya's eyes were lined with tears. The instructor only glanced at the boy before reading the note aloud. "Haruka Nanase, I love you more than anyone I've ever met. I don't care if people know about us I don't care if people know I'm...gay." The teacher had a hard time saying the word before he ripped up the paper and looked at the boys. "If you two are romantically involved then keep it to yourselves. Disgusting." Ikuya couldn't contain his tears and broke down sobbing right there. The whole class looked at the boy, some with concern, others with disgust. Ikuya knew Haru would never go out with him now...
"Oh, Ikuya that was long ago honey, I'm sure it will all be OK." She smiled and looked around before smiling. "Look over there!" Ikuya and Haru turned their heads and smiled. There was a shop just across with street with matching gay pride couples shirts. "How about I get you boys one?" They both nodded eagerly
Later that night
Ikuya was laying in the bed he now shared with Haru when a bout of nausea hit him hard. "Haru..I'm gonna.." Before the words came out of his mouth Ikuya was leaning over the bed and throwing up everything he'd eaten into the trash bin beside the bed. "Ikuya!?" Haru rubbed his back and watched in concern as his boyfriend threw up again. "I'll go get my mom." He ran downstairs and got his mouth. When he came back Ikuya wasn't in the bedroom. "He's probably in the bathroom." Just as expected the boy came out of the bathroom looking worse than he had only moments ago. "I don't feel good, I'm sorry." Ikuya rubbed his eyes and stumbled into Haru's arms. "It's OK, go to lay down, I'll sleep on the futon so you can have the bed, it's warmer." Haru rubbed ikuya's back and led him back to their room. Hopefully this would be the last time Ikuya threw up.
Unfortunately for both boys it wasn't. At about 3 am the sound of Ikuya's footsteps quickly moving down the hall woke both Haru and his mother. Getting up Haru walked to the bathroom and stopped when he heard Ikuya vomiting on the other side of the door. "Ikuya!?" He knocked on the door and waited for his boyfriend to answer. "Haru, he's not feeling well, I'll take care of him, you go back to bed." As much as he didn't want to, Haru nodded and went back to his room. A few moments later Ikuya came back in and lay down on the bed. "Ikuya?" , "hmm?" Haru sat up and looked at his sick boyfriend. "Are you OK?" Ikuya looked at Haru. "I don't know, your mom said I have a fever." He got off the bed and lay beside Haru. "Hold me?" Haru nodded and held his sick boyfriend until they fell asleep
