Turning the page (Ayato x Yui)

Bottle of Pain Opens

Yui's POV

I woke up to another sunny day, well, at least I thought so. My head hurts a bit and my eyes are still tired. I know I have been awake since last night. I couldn't stop thinking about the past pain I had back then when I was with him. I sighed and got off the bed and walked over to my window. Opening the curtains, it was raining outside. The dark clouds covered the sky. I went into my bathroom and did my morning routines then coming out fully refreshed and dressed. I walked out and headed to Hayate's room. "Hayate? Are you up? You'll be late for school," I say as I knocked. Shuffling noises were heard and I know he is groaning. I entered and he was still sleeping. I sat on the edge of the bed and patted his back. "Get up sleepybones, time for school," I say and he groans again. "Fine," he simply answers and I smiled. He lazily sits up and rubs his sleepy eyes. He then gets off the bed and grabs his towel and enters the bathroom. I went downstairs and cooked some toast, bacon and eggs with a glass of milk. I set them on the table and just when I finished, footsteps were approaching and by the door was Hayate. "Come on, eat up," I say with a smile. "Mhm," he simply says and sits down then began eating as I did so too.

After both of us were done, I washed the plates quickly and we both grabbed our bags then headed to the garage after locking the door. I drove him to school and he went off. After so, I headed to the company I work in. Maybe work will get him off my mind, I still couldn't after such a long night.

As I am now busy typing away the papers I have to sort out for today, I still have him on my mind. Why can't I forget him? Here I thought he's finally out of my life but who knew even a simple wish would not be granted? I sighed for like the millionth time today as I stared at the pile of papera on my desk. These are gonna take some time, or all my time for the day. No matter, I should hurry and finish them so I'll be home early. There I go, focusing on my work instead of stressing over someone.

Skip time- Hayate's POV

I am all alone with my teacher in history class right now. Why?

Well, last morning, I was still sleepy from playing games last night so I just began to sleep. My teacher of course got mad and told me to make a summary of our lesson today as study notes for our upcoming exams. Why do exams have to be this important? If I had a rich dad, then I'd be at home right now. Even so, I know that won't come true. Mommy never tells me anything about who my dad was and everytime I mention the topic, she'd smile at me and say, "He's with you." I know I trust my mommy but behind her smile, I know she is lying. She had been lying and I pretend to believe her since I don't want her to feel even more guilt. My thoughts were interuppted by a rolled paper hitting my head. "Hurry and finish so you can go home already," the teacher says and I sighed in irritation.

I began to scribble faster and get it over with then later, I am now going home. Doesn't that guy have a conscience? It's 5 pm already, how can he make an eight year old kid stay this late without his parents? No matter, I'll take the bus home, I still have extra money.

I sat down on the bench by the bus stop and waited when suddenly a black van stopped in front of me and the doors slid open. A gun was pointed at me and I was surprised which my body didn't have time to move. A dart hits my arm and I felt dizzy. My body became heavy and I fell to the ground before the darkness consumed me.

Yui's POV

I stretched as I smiled for myself. I finished the papers and it was still 7 pm. Hayate might be at home, cooking some food. I taught him how to cook since lately I had been coming home late and he tends to get hungry. I took the folder with me and gave it to my boss. He thanked me and I bowed the left. Grabbing my things, I headed to my car in the parking lot then got in. Getting out my phone, I dialed Hayate's number but he didn't pick up. That's strange, he never misses my calls. I dialed him again and again, multiple times but not a single answer. I began to worry and dialed our homeline but still no response. "There must be something wrong," I thought and quickly drove home.