Till' the Sun sets *Completed*

~Chapter 15: Turn for the worst~

Bon's POV

             When I wake up, I look at the time. Early enough, I get up. I walk over to my desk, looking down to see a piece of paper. My eyes widen as I see the drawn paper still on the desk. 

             "Bon. Wake up Bon" He said. Rin saw the drawing. A sudden jolt runs through me, as I worry that he saw it. I look over my shoulder and still see Rin sleeping peacefully. I calm down, and take a deep breath, finding it no longer an issue to fret about. It's just a simple drawing that happened to not be finished...I only got a chance to finish him. 

             I get up from the desk. and grabbed my jacket which was thrown onto my bed from the previous day or so. Slowly turning the doorknob, trying to avoid waking Rin, I manage to do so quietly. I walk out of the room, and silently shut the door behind me. Walking down the corridor and happen greet Yukio in the following room. "Ah, good morning, Bon." He waves lightly. I do the same back, "Good morning". Yukio smiles, taking a sip out of whatever was in his cup. "Hey, actually, now that I think of it, would you mind sitting down for a moment?" He asks politely, pulling out the chair next to him. I shrug my shoulders and sit in the chair. 

              It was pulled to my attention, that on a friendly base, Yukio and I have never really talked. Usually Yukio would be teaching a class, basically the same age as us, and still fits in with the exorcising program. It's weird when you think about it. Your teacher, is also a resident in your dorm. Only something this would be seen in a dramatic television show, or anime. 

            I look over at him, something with his expression, told me he wasn't very happy about it. "Is something bad going on with Rin? Well...other than that night with Reiji?" His eyes teared up under his glasses. Other than that, he kept his feelings well hidden, but the fact that a younger sibling has to go through finding his brother..... I felt ashamed to say. I doubt Rin would want Yukio to know, but not telling him is just as bad. "Bon?" His voice was slightly getting sadder. "Yeah..." I probably shouldn't have, but let it sink in. "I'm sure he would've told you, but you too have other things to worry about. He didn't want his younger brother to worry about him. He's doing better, but..." 

          Yukio looked at me. "But?" His voice didn't change. He kept still, but continued to stare. "I feel that it's going to get worse." Yukio averted, looking opposite of me. I bowed my head. Even after telling him, I felt more guilty than when he didn't know. "What is he going through? Don't skip out on the details." His sad voice, changed drastically. Probably more angry than upset now.

*Wonderful time skip. Betcha you haven't had one of these in a while. Anyway, skipping to 45 minutes later*

            Yukio was on the verge. Whether he was going to throw something because he was sad, or start a riot because he was angry, something felt as it was going down. "Don't tell Rin you know. Please. I'm just as worried as you are, but I don't him to turn his back." Yukio stood up. A well good minute later, he looked back at me. "That's the last thing I want. If anything else happens, you better damn well tell me. I don't care whether you have to get out in the middle of class. I'm going to trust you as much as Rin does." He then left. 

             "Wow, my day has already been fun. and I didn't even get a chance to go outside yet." I sighed, stretching and placing my arms behind my neck, leaning backwards in the chair. "No. Not again."  I heard a faint mumble. " I don't want to see you again." Another. I immediately climb out of the chair, letting it fall to the ground as I moderately race back to the room. 

           Rin. He was turning side to side with his arms wrapped over his chest, as his hands held onto his upper forearms. Tears slowly fell from his tightly shut eyes. I sigh. I probably jinxed it back there. I take one of his wrists, and unclench it from his arm. I do the same to the other one, trying to place his arms by his side, he surprises me by grabbed the sleeves of my jacket. Before I was going to remove his hands, I look down and see his eyes softened, and stopped shifting. I immediately sit next to him, my arm raised onto his bed as he remained attached. Although I was stuck in a situation where I was bored, a smile still remained on my face.