Letting Go

Chapter 1: Dark Waters of the Heart

"Makoto!" Nagisa's voice faintly sounded from the shore. Violent water churned threatening to filling Makoto's lungs as he struggled to reach the shore, Rei's limp body in his arms. Makoto was quickly becoming overpowered by the storms savage beating. A wave crashed down causing him to loose grip of his blue headed team mate and suddenly he went under and everything went black. The next thing he knew the gritty feel of sand was felt underneath his body. His green eyes half opened only to see a pair of ocean blue eyes over him ~Haru..?~

With a sudden jolt his body sprang up but he was no longer on the beach. There he sat in his bed but none the less he found himself gasping for air and his hand clutched his shirt tightly. ~That dream again...~ he thought to himself, the taste of the salty sea water still seemed to be in his mouth from that day. He glanced over to the lumped figure laying next to him in bed still snuggly wrapped in the blanket but soon the figure turned and a pair of purple-ish blue eyes stared sleepily at him. "Makoto..?"

The other sat up rubbing his eyes tiredly, he'd been used to this. Makoto had woken up like this several nights in a row now. "Makoto? Are you alright?" He asked.

"Im fine, Kisumi" Makoto replied with a shaky voice then sighed deeply before nodded. "It was just, that dream again"

"You don't look it" Kisumi reached over placing his palm to Makoto's forehead and frowned "Mako.. your as cold as ice but you're sweating badly. You don't seem ok, you've never been this bad before" Kisumi looked down for a split second as his thoughts swirled. Since Haru had moved away, every other few night had been like this. Makoto having the dream of Haru saving his life and their almost first kiss. It bother Kisumi to no end that his Makoto had been having the same repetitive dream of his friend and former lover but he had always kept silent about it.

Makoto had regained his composure and put on his usual charming smile, the one Kisumi could never resist. "I'm fine, really. I promise" he said assuringly

Just as always, Kisumi felt at ease. He couldn't help himself when his green eyed lover gave that smile. "Alright then you should try and get some more sleep. You have to be up soon for work"

Makoto nodded briefly then stood up "I think I'll take a short walk, just to completely clear my head first. I'll be right back. You have work as well, your big presentation." Makoto took leaned down giving a soft kiss to Kisumi's cheek before he grabbed his shoes and slipped them on.

Kisumi had already laid back down and was nuzzling into his pillow. He smiled from the kiss and sighed softly "Be carful Makoto" he whispered as he pulled the covers over him.

"I always am. I'll try not to wake you when I return. Aishiteru" the brown head said before closing the door after him and headed down stairs after giving a quick glance into Hayato's room seeing the small sleeping body. Mako headed out looking up at the clear night sky then made his way down towards the sandy shores of his dream. Ironically enough they lived in a condo only a couple of blocks from the ocean.

Soon the dark waters were in view, gentle and smooth unlike in his dreams. He stopped a few feet from the shore and took in a breath of the salty air then something caught his eye. A dark figure standing on the boardwalk looking out into the waters, his green eyes widened as the figure became clear. Makoto gasped in realization "Haru!?"

He wasted no time as he rushed over, sand kicked up behind him as he ran then finally made it to the wooden planks that made up the boardwalk. "Haru!" He called out and ran to the end coming up beside his friend.

Haru didn't break his gaze from the still waters before them even as his name was called and once his ex lover made it to him his lips parted. "The ocean is the freest of all" his monotone voice sounded cold and eerie. "Never being confined by anything"

Makoto tilted his head but chuckled softly and smiled "something only you could say Haru" He wanted to hug his friend but with how their relationship had ended before Haru left, he wasn't even sure if he should, let alone even be as excited as he was to see him but he couldn't help it. Regardless of how things ended, Haru was still his friend. They had said they wouldn't let their friendship go.

"One minute they're still and all is calm" Haru turned his head slightly to glance at Makoto as he began to remove his shirt "then the next they can become violent and unpredictable" he tossed his shirt aside "the ocean has that right, it knows the true meaning of being free" He kicked off his shoes then his pants next. Haru gripped the wooden railing and climbed up onto the banister now only wearing his swimsuit.

"Haru what are you-..." Makoto's broke off as the blue eyed man before him leaped off of the banister to the pitch blacked water below. He gasped and reached for Haru but was too late and found himself leaning over the railing gripping nothing but air as he watched his friend fall downward. "HARU!" He cried out "HARU!"

Just before he hit the water Haru's body disappeared completely into nothingness and suddenly a wave out of nowhere crashed against the boardwalk.

"Makoto! ... Makoto! ... MAKOTO!"

The familiar voice jolted Makoto and his eyes shot open. He panted heavily and was gasping for air as beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. His green eyes quickly darted left to right then left again as he sat up quickly. He was once again back in his bed.

Kisumi shook him once more "Makoto! Are you ok? Say something!" His voice flooded with worry.

Mako's chest pounded as his heart raced and quickly he reached and grabbed Kisumi pulling him into his arms but said nothing as a few silent tears trickled from his eyes.