Release

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   I come to with the feeling of something cool on my forehead. I slowly open my eyes, to be met with those dark green ones I love so much.

"Sora." He breathes, sighing in relief. "Hey.." I reply, smile playing across my lips. I finally take a moment to look around the room I'm in. It looks familiar, but my mind is still a bit to fuzzy to place it. "You're in your living room." Haruki says, noticing my confusion.

"The doctors let you come home for the week. You'll only be at the hospital on weekends now, so you can keep up with your studies." My mother says, replacing the cool thing on my head with a new damp towel. I lower my eyes. Looks like I've blacked out again. This sickness is so stupid. Why can't I just live a normal life?

"Sora? There's someone who wants to see you.." My dad says, standing by the front door. I rise slowly, testing the strength in my legs. Once I'm positive I won't fall, I walk out the front door and shut it behind me.

"Mai..." I start, looking my best friend in the eyes. "Where have you been?" She asks, confusion laced in her usually soft voice. "Ah..... The hospital?" I say questioning. I'm not sure how she'll react to this news.

"The hospital? Why??" She tilts her head to the side, seemingly scanning for any signs of emergency. She won't find anything, though. It's all on the inside. "I never told you.... But.... I'm dying...." I say the last part quietly, lowering my head. She still heard me though. "Dying??? Since when??" She asks, voice slightly skeptical. "Since I was born." I let out a light chuckle in attempts to lighten the mood.

"And you never told me." She says, letting out a huff. "I'm sorry." I start. "No. I don't want to hear it. You should have told me before!" She says, slowly raising her voice. "But you treated me like a normal person and never pitied me! You think I didn't want to hang onto that?" I get slightly irritated. I understand her getting angry, but she doesn't need to yell.

"How about you come talk to me when you actually want to tell me things. Hope you don't die before then." She spats, turning on her heal and walking away. That hurt a bit, considering I very well could die. I just wanted to hold onto the friend I had.

I walk in the door and quietly close it behind me. I smooth my features into a relaxed smile. My family is worried about me enough. They don't need to start worrying about my emotional state too.

"Who was it?" Haruki asks, patting a spot next to him on the couch for me to sit. "Mai. She was just checking in" I say, strengthening the smile plastered to my face. "That's nice of her.." He says, reaching for the remote. "Yeah..." I reply, laying my head on his shoulder. We sit there, watching tv for a while. His arm around my shoulders, my head on his shoulder.
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"Time for school, Sora!" My mom yells from downstairs. I stretch and get out of bed, running a hand through my wavy dark brown hair. I go to pull it into a ponytail, only to give up because of how long it is. I walk downstairs and grab an orange, peeling it as I lean on the counter. "Make sure you let me or your father know if you need to stay after." My mother says, walking out the door with her keys. "I will Mom." I say. When I finish the orange, I sling my bag over my shoulder and walk to school.

The school is as loud and bustling as ever, as people's nerves start to build up for the upcoming tests. I would usually walk to first period with Mai, but she's been avoiding me so far, so it's best to leave her alone for now. I take my usual seat in the back by the window and pull out my books. First period is just studying for the tests taking place next week, as most classes will be. I put in my earbuds and open up my literature book, studying the layout for the essays they want us to write. I look up to movement beside me, and see Mai hesitantly sit in the seat.

"Hi Mai.." I say hesitantly, taking out my earbuds. She glances over at me, almost too quickly to notice, then looks back in her backpack. "Could you not? I don't like feeling like I don't exist." I say, irritation clear in my voice. She just pulls out her book and puts her earbuds in, further shutting out my existence. "Asshole...." I mutter, putting my earbuds back in. Oh well I guess. Who needed her anyways?

We study for the rest of the day until music class, where we're finally allowed a break. I lean against one of the pianos Haruki sits at, semi secluded from the rest of the class, considering we're in the ensemble room. "Ready?" He asks, straightening his posture. "Always." I smile down at him, and take a big breath. I start singing one of the original songs from a project earlier this year. We were put in pairs and tasked to make an original song, one that has emotion and feeling in it. Haruki and I spent a lot of time on this song, and it probably brought us closer together as well.

As the song comes to an end, we look at each other, huge goofy smiles on our faces. I bend down in give him a quick peck on his lips, with which he uses to pull me down into a hug, pressing one final kiss on my lips before separating for the next class.

I arrive to an empty house, wondering why neither of my parents are home yet. "Mom? Dad?" I call out, setting my bag on the floor. I walk to the kitchen and see a note stuck on the counter

Hey Sora. Your mother and I have gone out to see a movie. We hope you don't mind. We'll be back later tonight. There's money on the counter for you to buy food with. We love you.

I notice the thirty dollar bill on the counter. What made them think I'd need this much? Haruki walks through the door and plops down on the couch. "What do you want for dinner?" I ask him. He looks back at me and arches and eyebrow. "What do you think?" I roll my eyes. "Pizza it is." I say, laughing lightly. I order one big enough for the both of us, and after the pizza we sit on the couch to watch a movie. Not too far in, I feel my eyes get heavy and snuggle closer into Haruki's chest. I feel his chest rumble lightly from a laugh as he wraps his arms protectively around me.

"I love you." He whispers into my ear. Then I drift off into a peaceful sleep.

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