Break Ups and Make Ups

Part 3

It's been about a week,and I haven't seen Yamato at all. Or even heard from him. As each day passes,I'm starting to lose more and more hope. I'm starting to think that I won't see him. I've asked the guys,they all say they haven't heard from him either. Then,one day,I'm just in my room laying on the bed with the stuffed penguin Yuta gave me,until there's a knock on the door.

"Hoshi?"

That voice sounds familiar. I'm not gonna get my hopes up though. I stand up and open the door.

"Akihiro?"

"Hey. I thought I'd come see you. Kuni and Ren told me what happened with you and- You know who..."

He looks...sad almost. Akihiro is like Ren. Almost never shows any emotion. But right now,the look on his face...shows guilt. Sadness.

"...yeah. Here,come on in."

Akihiro slowly walks inside the room. He looks normal. His hair is a slight mess. He's not wearing his glasses,which is strange. I sit back down on the bed,keeping my penguin on my lap. Akihiro looks down at me.

"Hoshi,I just want to say I'm sorry..."

"For what?"

"Yamato got jealous because if me right?..."

Well...that is true. But it's not his fault. I feel like he's blaming himself for something he didn't do.

"Akihiro,you know it's not your fault. He's like that..."

"I know. But,if I didn't text you that day,you guys would probably still be together..."

"Akihiro..."

I look at him. His head is down,his blue and red eyes are staring down at his hands. I can't believe the second quietest and harmless person I know thinks he's done something terrible. I reach over and ruffle his hair like I used to. He looks back up at me,slightly surprised.

"Akihiro. It's not your fault. Period."

"But-"

"No. Quiet. You seem to do that a lot. Stop worrying. It's fine. I'll be fine. Okay?"

"...fine..."

"Good."

I smile and he looks away. He always hated when I won in an argument. Even when we were kids. Akihiro then says he has to get going. So we say goodbye and I lay in bed. I look up at the blank white ceiling. Yamato's face pops up in my head. That adorable face. I miss it. Then I hear his voice in my head. That voice. His smile. Gosh,how I love his smile. Even his frown. I remember his little acts of kindness. I remember our stupid little arguments. I remember when we first met. I remember everything,the good and bad. At one point I find myself crying,and I don't leave my room for a while. I just lay there,my head in my pillow,silently sobbing to myself.

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I wake up to a knock at my door. I rub my eyes and look at the time. It's 4:18 pm. Guess my little nap took a while. I look towards the door when I hear another knock.

"Come in..."

I mumble and lay my head down. I got such a bad headache,I don't want to move.

"Hoshi. It's me."

I look up at the figure. Oh,it's just brother.

"Hey Ren..."

"Come downstairs."

"Why?"

"Eat."

Okay,I'll get up for food. I grunt but stand up anyway. I rub my eyes again and stretch,soon following Ren downstairs after putting on a sweater. Uncle and the others are there as well. They've been spending a lot of time at the bar lately. Takao looks up at me with a smile.