Till' the Sun sets *Completed*

~Chapter 11: Fallen ill~

Bon's POV *Just a few second before Shima came*

            I sat willingly across from Rin, whom has told me about the text message. I assumed that he was lying about it, but if he wants or needs to keep it to himself, I'd rather not question it. Instead of letting my thoughts wander, I just sat there happily eating. It was quite peaceful and enjoyable until I heard footsteps along with, "Hey Bon, Rin!" I looked up seeing the happy-as-can-be pink haired. 

            After Shima had called us out, he sat by Rin which was actually a good idea. If people sit by him on a regular basis, he might begin to think that's it's not me that only cares. During Shima's time here, I knew Rin was pretending to be himself. Either that or he was opening up again. It was nice until I was asked to go and talk to Shima, privately. I was a bit skeptical leaving Rin by himself, but it was probably for the better. I mean, it was just going to be for a few minutes, what could possibly go wrong?

             Me and Shima walked over a few feet, still staying in the room. Assuming he wanted to fully talk in private, or the conversation was going to be about Rin. "What did you want to talk about?" I asked. "What happened the day I walked in? Rin was crying while you were obviously not happy to see me." I hadn't really thought back to that, knowing it was hard for both of us to comprehend. "Sorry about that. Rin had a hard time dealing with coping, and I was a bit mad that you waltzed in like that." I blankly stared at Shima, which was kind of analyzing everything that just came out of my mouth. "What happened to him? I can understand now how you acted and why, but I can't figure out why Rin would act they way either." 

            "You mustn't tell anybody, alright?" He nodded eagerly, "Rin had a night terror. Some of which causes him to have panic attacks or even forget how to breathe. The last one he had, he nearly died. Well actually, he did, but snapped back just in time." It hurt to see it all over again, the harder I tried to forget, the more I had thought about it. While I felt a bit ashamed telling him this, he looked quite shocked. "Wow, um." He stuttered, knowing he was lost in his own track of thought. "Listen", I grabbed his shoulders, "You mustn't tell anybody. You got it?" I stared at him viciously, watching him bang his head up and down. As I released my grip, he had walked off. I returned to my seat, noticing Rin wasn't around. I heard the sudden splash of water, looking into the kitchen as he was doing dishes. He hummed a lovely tune, finishing on the last one. 

            "You done?" I gave a mere chuckle as I leaned against the door frame, crossing my arms. "I should be the one asking that" He hung an apron up, smiling as he walked out of the kitchen. "Somebody's in a better mood" I smiled back with him nodding. "Just a bit, so how was your guy's conversation?"He looked at me, noticing the gleam, the sparkle in his eyes shine. Returning back to my train of thought, "Shima is Shima, it doesn't really get all that interesting" Rin gave a slight chuckle. We had to returned to our dorm, but Rin quickly departed to see if Yukio was feeling any better. I had returned to our room, falling onto my bed. 

            I pulled out my phone, reading local news and whatnot. About after ten to fifteen minutes, the door opened and closed. "Welcome back" I said, looking away from my phone. He jokingly scoffed, "Thanks" He sat rolled onto bed before turning the lights out. After we had said out 'Good-nights' we had both gone to sleep. 

*Time skip, still Bon's POV though*

            I had woke up to the twists and turns on the other side of the room. With little light needing through the window, I had realized Rin rolling over constantly. Nothing ran through my mind at first, still half asleep. After everything fell into place, I got up and made sure he was okay. I was still pretty tired, which had made me a tad angry. After I couldn't wake Rin up, I decided to carry him over to my bed, and place him down beside me. As my arms wrapped around him, he seemed like he was getting less frantic, calm even.