( Disclaimer: This is not Hanahaki Disease)
Saihara sighed as he heard another ring come from his phone. He had so gotten tired of that sound by now. You may ask why that is and well, let's say we need to go a bit further in order to understand that. You see...
Two years back, Ouma and Shuichi broke up.
Shuichi was never sure why they broke up, but he was sure that one time Ouma broke up with him with no clear reason and ran away. Because of this Shuichi started to hate Ouma. Because he left him questioning himself and unable to have proper relationships, always worried people will leave him if he just talks to them. The grief and sadness eventually grew into hatred, a hatred that he just abandoned him like that! And so Shuichi didn't come in contact and avoided Ouma ever since. But lately, when he was just forgetting the entire ordeal, Ouma kept calling and messaging. Shuichi just ignored him and never bothered to look at what Ouma was talking to him but at this point, Ouma was getting on his nerves. And not in a loving way like during their relationship, but in the 'I'm seriously getting sick of your shit' kind of way.
However, today was different. The person calling was Amami, one of Shuichi's friends as well as Ouma's friend. Basically, one of the only bridges between them that didn't already collapse. He answered, closing his novel. "Amami? Why are you calling me so late at night?" Shuichi asked rubbing his eyes.
"I'm calling you because of Ouma."
Shuichi's eyes widened and the book fell out of his hand. "Oh? So now that he stopped bothering me himself he's sending you as a messenger?" he said annoyed. He heard Rantaro sigh. "No, he doesn't know I'm calling you~." he said. There was something sad about his tone of voice. "Well, I don't wanna hear it Rantaro. You know I hate Ouma and his guts." Shuichi said coldly. That damn purple liar. "No Shuichi you really have to listen!" Rantaro protested but Saihara didn't want to. "Now Amami I really don't want to-!"
"Ouma has a month left to live"
Shuichi froze. Wait...what did he say? A month...left to live!? "What?" Shuichi asked confused. "He's going to die Shuichi." he responded. He sounded very tired. "What? How... How did this happen?!" Saihara asked shocked. He didn't know how to react to this. How was he supposed to?
"The symptoms started showing a few months back. When Ouma went to the hospital it was too late. The illness was in for too long. Kiibo and I visited him and asked him if there's anything he wants...he wants to see you Shuichi..." he said in a whisper. Shuichi didn't know how to respond. Pieces of thoughts flew through his mind. Ouma...dead...wants...see...him. And it wasn't only his thoughts that were a jumbled mess, it was also his emotions. Should he feel sad he's going to die? Should he be scared? But what about the feelings of distrust he felt past these two years? Is he really supposed to let go of that? And Kokichi...why would he even want to see him?
"...Why would he want to see his ex? I'd be the last person I'd ask to come to me before I die." Shuichi asked. Then again, Shuichi was never able to fully comprehend Ouma's mind. His lying personality was part of why. "I don't know. I just know he wants to see you okay? That's all..." Rantaro said quietly. "Oh..." Shuichi responded. So it was another one of his unexplainable actions. Oh god. Why did he have to be in this situation? Everything was falling into place! So why? Why?!
"So...will you go and see him?" Rantaro asked tiredly. Shuichi paused before biting his lip.
"...Yes..."
"Right...Come to the hospital tomorrow."
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