The Story of Us

6 - Shiro (BIRTHDAY CHAPTER)

Today is the day. I'm turning seventeen. But to be honest, I couldn't care less. Today's the day I finally get to see Adam. And I've never felt happier.

I go throughout my day as usual, buzzing when necessary and sitting through a therapy session in a daze. In what seems like both years and seconds, it's time.

After dinner, I sprint to the elevator and wait for it to take me up before I sprint out, stopping at the front desk, where Marissa is sitting.

"Takashi," she chuckles, "what are you doing?"

I smile hugely, "Adam! Wait, but not like that. I'm seeing him today. You know, because it's my birthday,"

Marissa shakes her head and says "Well, at least sit down. Can you go check on Keith? He's taking a nap,"

I nod happily and skip down the hallway to my room, and I think I might even hear the elevator open to let the other kids in (I left them behind). I'm our room, Keith is sitting up groggily and trying to get out of bed with the help of a very weak Lance. I quickly help them and walk out the door with them.

That's when it happens.

It's like in slow motion, Adam turning around. The two boys next to me fade to a blur and there's only him. Before I fully know what I'm doing, I'm rushing towards him and him towards me and I crash into his arms, he stumbles back a little bit but squeezes me just as tight.

"Takashi," he breathes in my ear.

Without fully realizing it, I've begun to cry. They're tears of relief, from finally knowing that he's here. Full of happiness, because hey, boyfriend. But mostly, I'm crying out of guilt. Guilt from trying to take myself away from someone this amazing, from ever taunting him with my personality.

From ever making him cry.

He cried over the phone the very first time we called from the hospital. He kept on asking why I did it, but I didn't know. I still don't.

Adam pulls away from the hug and inspects my face, holding my chin in his hand before he moves his hand and laces his fingers into mine. I bury my head in his shoulder despite the fact that he's shorter than me, and I hook my fingers into his shirt, afraid he might disappear if I let go.

I hear the words "Get a room," and a soft chuckle that could only come from Keith before receding pairs of footsteps.

I wipe my eyes and take Adam's hand and walk him to my room, propping the door open. I sit on my bed and he does the same, scooting me back so I can wrap my legs around his waist from behind. I rest my forehead on his back and wrap my arms around his chest.

"I'm sorry," I whisper.

"What for? You've done nothing wrong," Adam replies, taking one of my hands and kissing the knuckle softly.

"Suicide is wrong," I mumble, shivering a bit from the feeling of Adam pressing his lips to my hand.

"But you didn't kill yourself. You wanted to, but something deep inside you told you not to take the whole bottle. Something told you to give someone a chance to find you," Adam says as he switches hands and begins to kiss the other one.

"But I shouldn't have tried to do that. I should have thought of you! I should have-I should..." I burst into tears, wishing this had gone better. Poor Adam drives out for hours only to get his shirt soaked in my tears and to be sitting on a hospital bed with his unstable boyfriend.

Adam turns in my lap, now sitting directly on my legs. "Baby," he whispers, "you are everything to me. I love you more than anything in the world, regardless of your problems. Was it a good thing you did? No, but that's okay. It's okay not to be alright, it's okay. I'm not going to leave you just because you made a bad decision. You don't mean the world to me, Takashi. You are my world,"

With that, he presses his lips softly against mine, eyes fluttering shut. I kiss back, tears still dripping down my face.

"I love you," I mumble into his shoulder, after he's pulled away, "you know that? I don't think I'd be able to do this without you,"

Adam holds me tighter, pressing a kiss to the back of my head, "And I don't think I could ask for someone more perfect than you,"

"I'm flawed, though. I'm not perfect," I sigh.

"Takashi, you are. Just because you have problems doesn't mean you aren't the best person I've ever met. It doesn't mean that every fiber of my being is telling me to be with you. Sophomore year, for me at least, was when I found true happiness. And I'm going to do my best to give you the same thing you've given me. The support, the shoulder to cry one, all of it. I love you,"

I try and shift closer to him, both of us shifting to allow me to sit on Adam's lap instead of him in mine. Now that my crotch is basically on his, I shift back a little so neither of us end up in an...awkward situation.

I lift my head up and press my forehead against his, staring into his eyes. Well, his glasses anyway. His weird, weird glasses. But behind them there are the most beautiful orbs of color I've ever seen. I kiss him, it's slow and sweet and full of love.

"You guys play in here?" Marissa asks front he doorway. I nod and Adam responds with a yes so she walks away.

Capture his lips in mine again, still keeping our tongues out of it. Though our mouths are open, it's still just a little kiss. A kiss that we've been waiting weeks to share.

For once in my life, nothing is going wrong. Adam is here, and that's all the matters. Because I have a plan. One for when I get out of the hospital, because my future is one that involves Adam.

I kiss him again.

Because he's the best part of my life. He says something again.

"You are my world,"

Okay. This sort of sucked? But it's got the promised fluff and a little bit of angst. So...angst induced fluff, which is the best kind of fluff. Bye my dears! =)