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I shuffled once, and jerked my eyes open suddenly when i felt my companion not beside me. He always was, as he had been the previous night.
When i sat up, Uruha was sitting at the bar table, taking a sip of what looked like a glass of wine.
"Wine?" I yawned, glancing at the clock. "It's 9 AM."
Uruha muttered a laugh. "Oh, Reita, you know you would drink this early too, but your afraid."
I narrowed my eyes at Uruha, but that didn't help. I wanted to use a stupid but angry remark. How could i be angry at uruha? he's beautiful, his eyes the most amazing color, his legs...
I was glad Uruha interrupted my sensuious thoughts. "I have been awake for an hour." His glasses were in his hand, and he slowly slipped them on. "I wanted to wake you, but you seemed so content in your daze."
"We went to sleep at what? midnight?"
"Later. one. maybe two."
"Had we been drunk or something?" I laughed. I don't have a hangover so we couldn't have been. But you never know.
I gazed at uruha as he wandered over to me, sitting on the bed. "You, when awake, are so lively and active, but when you are asleep your so calm and peaceful." he put his hand on mine. It was warm, yet had a tint of cold in it. It was almost perfect.
My heart wnt solid when I remembered the previous night with Uruha: It wasn't like every night,where we chat over a cup of tea and then go to bed together. No, last night was a fight on who should be seme. I won, of course, and Uruha took his loss quite well. Better than I would have. Maybe i'm a natural Seme then?
Uruha didn't look like he always did in the morining, natrually hyper-looking and ready to start the day. No, today he looked sad.
I wrapped my arms around him, leaning on him. "Why do you look sad?" I breathed.
Uruha laughed a little, kissing my cheek. "I guess i just don't feel very good."
Poor guy; I remember how Ruki had given Uruha the flu last year.
I suddenly realized that I was naked.
Uruha smiled calmly. "You should get dressed."
I had to think of why Uruha is like this. He's never been so sad before! When he went back to his wine, I left to get changed. As I slipped my shirt on, the previous day ran through my head. Did I do something wrong? is he that desprate to be seme? He likes it when I'm in charge, so that can't be it.
Maybe he was sick. I remember how the other day he was chatting with his mom on the phone. what were they saying again?
Sickness, i know, was in the conversation. Blood something... blood loss?
suddenly, I heard a clatter of glass, and a thud. I stopped for a moment. The previous day had gone as so:
I don't feel myself is what uruha was trying to tell me, but he wouldn't say it in words.
"Aki," He looked in my eyes. "If i were to go into a coma, if I were to die, what would you do?"
We had been on the death and dying topic at band bractice toda. Maybe the conversation never left his head. "Well, i would have lost the most important thing to me and I would probably cry until i could nolonger and then i would wait in solitude for your return."
"Epic."
We laughed as the night went on in a sudden blur of love .
he maybe imagined a death of his? No, Uruha can't die! He's healthy!
And an alcoholic. but can you get blood loss from that.
In scilence, when my thoughts dissapeered, i did not hear the gentle breathing of my lover. I heard nothing. no taling, sounds of him even being here!
maybe he was in the ther room. I quickly slipped on my clothes and opened the door.
"Uruha..." I stuttered. "Are you here?"
There was no response that I got.
"Uruha," I hissed in the scilence. As iI entered the room where he had been, drinking, my heart pounded.. What could have happened?
And when I looked by the bar, the limp body of my Uruha was stretched on the carpet with a stain of red wine spilled by his hand and broken shards of glass.