The edited version of the fanfic.

Disclaimer: DN Angel is not mine.

Pairing: Satoshi x Risa.

Synopsis: Without her, it will rain.

Word count: 2258 words.

Inspired by Bruno Mars’ It Will Rain. Credit to stargate27 for pointing out my silly mistakes.

The small beeps from the heart monitor filled the silence. Hiwatari Satoshi stared at the rain outside— the rain that hadn’t really stopped since last week. And since last week, the girl in front of him hadn’t opened her eyes. She had been unresponsive after the accident. There’s nothing much the doctors could do until the sleeping beauty wake up. With shaky hands, he held hers and prayed for some sort of miracle to happen. He didn’t ask much. He just wanted her to open her eyes, her lips to form the most beautiful smile in the world and those small arms to provide comfort for him. Was he too greedy to ask for such things?

Maybe it’s greedy— after what he’d done to her. He was not a jealous type of person. In fact, he never really cared what other people thought about him. Guessed that’s the thing that tore them apart. His indifferent and coldness had finally cost him something that he finally held dear to. He was greedy for asking more from the girl that hadn’t giving up on him; the girl who hadn’t stop from opening his heart to the world. Sure, he and Risa had been going out (if those ‘coincidence meetings’ that ended up with short coffee breaks and dinners passed as dates) for almost a year. But just how many times did he appreciate the girl for spending her time with him? How many times she’d keep her smile even after he’d coldly ignored her?

It sure surprised him to find her standing outside of his door with two big luggages one morning saying that it’s time for her to shift into a new phase in her life after she found her dream job. Damn her tarot cards for giving her the ‘brilliant idea’. Though they’re staying under one roof, Satoshi’s cold demeanor was still the same. The two did their own things more like roommates than a couple.

His anemia had been the major contributor for their progress. Thanks to its attack one morning. He was preparing himself to work after finishing his all night investigation when the symptoms began to appear. Brushing his bang from his sweating forehead, he swayed dangerously before a wave of dizziness swept gravity away from him. He must had blacked out, instinctively grabbed something to break his fall and made a loud sound because the next thing he knew, he was on the floor with his head resting on Risa’s laps. His mind was too fuzzy to understand what she said, but he was sure that the girl was on the verge of panic attack as she kept crying and talking frantically with someone on the phone. His heart clenched seeing those tears falling down her face, but he was too weak to move. He vaguely remembered her embraced him, saying how cold his body was before Daisuke and Riku turned up later with paramedics tailing at their backs. That night, Risa shyly stole a kiss when she thought that he was unconscious.

“Don’t scare me like that again…” she had whispered.

And so, Satoshi had kept reminding himself to treat Risa better than before, though establishing good relationships had never been his forte since he was young (not to mention having a maniac blonde resided within him had made it all a waste of time). Risa’s cooking had slightly improved, and it had encouraged her to prepare dinners for Satoshi. That’s why he always brought something as backup in case his dinner turned into charcoals. Yep, you read that right. He’d changed his diet to accompany the brunette to make sure Risa wouldn’t die from hunger— or food poisoning. But one thing that the blunette failed to notice was the fact that he tended to go home earlier than the time before Risa moved in—or the fact that he’d slowly crawled out of his solitude.

Everything seemed to be fine, until he found her staring at a familiar raven-black feather. Almost everytime he saw her with the feather, she’d held it dearly with a sad look on her face. He brushed it off, fully aware of her affection towards the phantom thief. Though there’s a twinge of jealousy, he knew the brunette had now chosen him…right?

“Am I Dark’s substitute?” Satoshi asked, his gaze remained on the steam coming from the coffee mugs in front of him.

“What do you mean?”

“What exactly am I to you?”

          With that question, Risa’s sweet smile formed. “Isn’t that obvious? You’re my boyfriend.”

The blunette was silent for a while, “I saw the way you look at the feather.”

With their intertwined fingers loosen and bodies which pressed against each other for warmth earlier separated, Risa turned her head to look at Satoshi with wide eyes. The sound of the rain filled the silence as Satoshi looked at Risa’s pale face. Her smile faded.

“I’m not mad that you still have feelings for him, Risa. Or that you still keep his…memento. But I don’t understand why you look at it with that sad expression when you thought I wasn’t looking. If it hurts you to be with me, then we better end this relationship.”

“A-are you saying we should break up…?”

The blunette rubbed his hand on his cheek, reminiscing painful past that he wished he could forget. “I’m everything that he’s not. I can’t give you the same happiness he gave you. I can’t give anyone happiness.”

“You know that’s not true! The months I’ve spend my time with you is the happiest time of my life, and I want it to continue. So stop talking nonsense!”

“And keep remembering him in such a way that says you still mourning for him?”

Risa couldn’t retaliate. It’s true that she still mourned for Dark. Didn’t they say that first love is the deepest? But it didn’t mean that she didn’t love Satoshi. Why should he be mad about someone who was no longer here?

“What’s the use of spending your time with me when you’re thinking about him everyday? Why are you here when you know your heart still belongs to him?”

Tears were forming at the corners of her eyes when she slapped him whole heartedly. Satoshi didn’t flinch. He just stared at the floor without a word.

“I come because I love you, you jerk. Isn’t that enough to be here?!”

The girl ran to her room. The door slammed shut against the thick tension.

Next morning, he heard her room’s door opened, followed by the sound from the entrance door. It didn’t surprise him to find that she’d left with all her belongings. But it hurts to remember those tears on her face. He had made her cried, twice. And it hurts so much thinking that the person he cared the most had walked away from his life.

He stood in front of her empty room for some time when he noticed a pair of white feather and black feather lay on the table. With one glance Satoshi knew they belonged to Dark and Krad. He knew about Dark’s feather, but he didn’t know that she owned Krad’s too.

And he stared.

He didn’t remember when he ran out of his apartment, driving aimlessly for Risa. He called her handphone numerous times, only to be greeted by the operator when she didn’t answer it. He’d called Riku, but she told him that Risa didn’t come home. She didn’t come to work too, leaving him with no clue. When he tried to call her friends, he noticed that he didn’t know any of them. He knew some of her close friends at school, but most of them had moved out of the town. That’s when he realized that he didn’t know much about her as much as she knew him.

He opted to walk under the heavy rain, thinking that it’s better than being stuck in the traffic jam with small chances of finding her. He searched everywhere, every place that Risa loved to go, but there’s no trace of her. For the first time, Satoshi felt so hopeless.

He hastily picked up his handphone when it rang, with the hope that the caller was Risa.

“Hiwatari-kun,” Daisuke’s shaky voice spoke. “Risa…h-her taxi involved with an accident this morning—”

His phone slipped from his shaky hand. Daisuke’s voice could be heard calling for him, but he was too stunned— too lost to notice it. His mind screamed one word; Risa.

It’s his fault that Risa was in that situation.

She might die from her head injury.

She wouldn’t walk away if he didn’t start the argument.

It happened because of him.

Like his mother, Risa’s suffered because of him.

All. Because. Of. Him.

A firm grip on his shoulder startled the blunette. He wiped the forming tears with the hope that the other guy wouldn’t notice.

“How long have you been here?” Daisuke asked with a small smile.

“Some time,” he replied tiredly.

“Want to grab a cup of coffee?”

Satoshi hesitated for a while before he stood up, “Yeah, sure.”

~oOo~

Noises around the cafeteria didn’t faze him. Seeing how depressed his friend was, Daisuke tried to cheer him up with news about his new project and art exhibition. Satoshi made a few responses before he seemed to be lost in thoughts. Daisuke stared at his friend, fully aware that the bearer of his former arch nemesis was blaming himself for what had happened. It amazed him that such a smart person would be in a total loss when it came to the girl who once said that she hated the blunette. Then again, who wouldn’t? Risa was one of the few people who he opened himself to; the only girl whom he had an interest in. And the girl was now lying on the hospital bed, injured, unresponsive and separated from the world in her sleeplike state. Riku had been unwell and depressed too, but at least Daisuke knew how to console her. But Hiwatari Satoshi? The last time he acted like that was during the school years, when they were still…’enemy’.

After a lot of persuasion, Daisuke managed to drive his friend home.  Satoshi insisted that he was fine on his own and slipped into his apartment, leaving his worried friend to unwillingly depart. Closing his apartment door, Satoshi rested his back on the door and slid down onto the floor. He suddenly felt so tired.

“You’re late today. Hectic day, huh?”

Satoshi looked up, expecting to see the brunette stood in front of him. But he was greeted with silence and darkness. The apartment suddenly felt cold, empty and suffocating without anyone to greet him home. Then again, wasn’t that normal for him before?

During his quick shower, he couldn’t take his mind away from Risa. The pain of seeing her in that state plagued him so deep that he wasn’t able to focus on anything else. His headache started to annoy him that made him walked out of the shower and went to search for pain killers behind the mirror. He took a couple of them and drank it down.

“Aspirin? I’ve told you not to overwork yourself.”

He glared at the source of the voice, yet again, nobody was there. Risa wasn’t there. God, he must be very tired to imagine such things. Washing his face for the last time, he went to the kitchen to get something to drink. The rain outside still falls rhythmically. His gaze fixed on a red apple on the table, but he took a bottle of mineral water instead.

“You’re skipping your meal again.”

Satoshi closed his eyes, praying that the tormenting fragment of memories to disappear. He was afraid that he would go crazy. Hell, he must have already been crazy now. Without Risa, there would be neither sunlight nor clear sky.  Without her, everything seemed bleak and empty. Rubbing his aching temple, he walked into her room and sat on her bed. There’s no place in the apartment that could make him forget about her. She had been a part of the place; a part of his life. Every corner reminded him of her that it felt so wrong without her.

Why? Krad would have asked disgustedly if he was still around.

He didn’t say anything as unstoppable tears streamed down his cheeks.

~oOo~

Week two, and Satoshi had stayed with Risa whenever he’s not working. He didn’t want to go back to his apartment. It’s just too overwhelming. The doctors didn’t give him any hope too, making him even more miserable.

He met Riku earlier that day and the she didn’t look that please with him. She must have known he and Risa had a fight before she left his place. He’s always amazed by the twins’ telepathy. How they could feel each other’s pain was beyond his knowledge. He didn’t blame her, of course. Risa wouldn’t be in that situation if it wasn’t for him.

Now that he’s alone with Risa again, he took her hand affectionately. He sat beside the bed and put his forehead on her bandaged ones.

“I’m sorry for the pain I’ve caused,” he whispered. “So please don’t say goodbye…”

He awkwardly kissed her pale lips. It wasn’t exactly like the one Risa gave him, but it was the only thing he could give. He didn’t ask much. He just wanted her to respond; to tell him that he’s doing it the wrong way.

His vision blurred as warm tears formed. The girl remained unresponsive.

“I love you, Risa. Don’t leave me...”

~end~

Constructive comment will be highly appreciated. 

Disclaimer: Uragiri wa Boku no Namae o Shitteiru is not mine.

Pairing: Hotsuma x Shusei.

Synopsis: Hotsuma had vowed not to eat anything until he was sure that Shusei ate something.

Word count: 2033 words.

Hotsuma stared at the door of his childhood friend. He's early today, and he was very determined to make sure that the idiot would at least take a bite of his breakfast. As much as he tried not to pry on his partner's business, when it comes to his 'healthy' diet, Hotsuma just couldn't turn the other cheek. Not when he's ridiculously skinny and pale almost all of the time.

"Shusei?" he called after a knock.

No answer.

"Oi Shusei, it's me."

When he got no reply, he opened the door and found that the room was empty. It didn't take Einstein to know that Shusei already left. So Hotsuma went down to the dining hall with a faint hope that Shusei would be there. It didn't surprise him to find that his target was nowhere to be found. The only people around were the Murasame siblings who were too busy arguing about snacks to acknowledge him. Then again, to say that Tsukumo couldn't sense him with that God's Ears of his was an underestimation.

It's too weird, he thought. Shusei might purposely left early to school to avoid from being nagged by him. But to be missing this early was impossible.

"Morning, Hotsuma-kun," Yuki greeted as he entered the hall wearing an apron and a pot on both hands. "Please take a seat. I'll—"

"Have you seen Shusei?" he cut Yuki.

Yuki seemed to be thinking, and shook his head, "Have you checked his room?"

"Yea, but it's empty."

"He went out with Takashiro-san earlier this morning. It seems like the police wants his help again," Toko interrupted the two and took a slice of bread from the table.

"That early?" Hotsuma exclaimed. "Can't they wait until the sun rises?"

"It could be that serial killer case. The police might have found something related to the murderer," Tsukumo gave a suggestion.

"I'm sure he'll be back soon, Hotsuma-kun." Yuki tried to cheer things up. "Aren't you going to join us for breakfast?"

"Not today," he simply replied.

To be out that early, he was very sure that Shusei didn't eat anything since yesterday. If Shusei didn't care about his meal, then so did he. He'd vowed not to eat anything until he was sure that Shusei ate something. As he walked out of the Twilight Mansion, Hatsumo growled. Why couldn't the police investigate it on their own? Wasn't it was their job? And that Takashiro! He should know better how Shusei's power would affect him once he's done with such a task. He'd seen many times; how drained his partner would be after each session.

Throughout the day, there was no trace that suggested that his partner came to school. He was agitated, and to his annoyance, his stomach grumbled numerous times that he was sure that a girl from his class kept looking at him with suspicious stare. During break Yuki had try to convince him to eat with them, which he (thought that he) politely declined. He's a man of his words, and he'd stick to his vow not to eat anything until he was sure that his partner ate. How could Shusei do this anyway? Didn't his stomach beg him for food?

Later on, he went on a small mission— or to be more precise, being a bodyguard for Yuki which made him more annoyed. It's not that he didn't want to protect Yuki. It's just that he wanted to go back immediately, checking on his partner. But since the Murasame siblings had other errands to be settled, and Luka sensed a presence of an Opast, he could do nothing but to oblige to his responsibility as a Zweilt. It was already dark by the time they arrived and to both Yuki and Luka, Hotsuma looked like he was literally flying on his way back to Twilight Mansion. He went straight to Shusei's room and opened it without knocking. A sense of relief washed over him when he saw Shusei slept peacefully on the bed. Judging by the position he was in, he'd probably collapsed on the bed right after he arrived.

Sighing, Hotsuma decided to let his partner sleep for another minute and went to the kitchen to find something for Shusei (and hopefully for him) to eat. When he came back to the room, Shusei was still in the same position when he left minutes ago.

"Shusei," Hotsuma called and shook his partner's shoulder softly.

It took some time for him to wake the other up.

"Let me sleep, Hotsuma," Shusei grumbled tiredly with his eyes still closed.

"You can sleep later. I know you didn't eat anything since yesterday," Hotsuma insisted and switched on the lamp table. And if you didn't eat, I couldn't eat, he thought bitterly.

Now that he could have a better look on Shusei, Hotsuma didn't like the way his partner looked. Shusei looked paler and he didn't seem to have the energy even to stay awake.

"Come on, just take a bite, and then you can sleep as long as you want," Hotsuma persuaded and sat beside his partner on the bed.

Shusei took a peek at the food that Hotsuma brought, and looked away. "I don't have appetite."

Hotsuma stared at his partner and sigh. "Was it that bad?"

"What's bad?"

"The investigation."

"As usual."

Hotsuma knew that it's a lie.

"It's bad, wasn't it?"

The brunette sat tiredly without facing his partner, "What's you point, Hotsuma?"

"You refuse to eat because you're reminded about the things that you saw from your vision, isn't it? I saw the way you look at the food. You felt disgusted; you lost your appetite because it reminds you of what you saw today, am I right?"

Shusei couldn't look at the blonde. He knew Hotsuma better than anyone else, so when did this guy was able to read through his mind? Didn't he mask it perfectly?

"Do you want to talk about it?" Hotsuma offered, keeping his temper at bay.

There's nothing to be talked about. People got killed, evidences were found, they sought him for help, he looked at the evidences, and he told them what he saw. End of story. So what's there to be talked about?

Instead of answering, the brunette just smiled and rested his head on Hotsuma's shoulder, "Why can't you be this nice to the others?"

A faint blush appeared on the blonde's face, "Shut up."

And the two remained silent. If Shusei didn't want to talk about it, it's fine; that's just the way for him to show that he's not weak and Hotsuma respected that. He just hoped that his friend wouldn't overdo it. That's all. Shusei was about to fall asleep when their comfortable silence was interrupted by the loud sound of stomach grumbling. He was very sure that the sound didn't come from him, so it could only be from his partner. He looked up immediately to find Hotsuma blushed as read as tomatoes. It didn't take long for the brunette to laugh.

Damn this traitorous stomach! Hotsuma cursed. "Stop laughing, you jerk! How do you think my stomach can survive without food for almost twenty four hours? I'm already at my limit!"

"Then why didn't you eat?"

"Because—" Hotsuma was taken aback. Darn it! Shusei wasn't supposed to know about it!

"Because...?"

He's so busted. "Because..."

"Is it because I said that you look like you've gained weight?"

"I'm not on extreme diet, you idiot! I just won't eat until—" Hotsuma bit his lips. There's no way he could take back his words now! Shusei stared at his partner expectantly.

"You're forcing me to eat when you're the one who doesn't want to eat?" Shusei asked and laughed again.

"I won't eat until you do!" There, he said it. It felt like the end of the world and now he wanted to sink himself deep in the Atlantic Ocean.

Shusei was startled. "Why would you do that for?"

"I-I don't know, ok?" Hotsuma barked and looked away. His face remained red. "It's just something I have to do. If my partner won't eat, then I won't either. So if you want me to eat, you have to eat too!"

Shusei laughed harder.

"Hey, it's not funny!"

"How idiot can you be, Hotsuma?"

"Not as idiot as a person who refused to eat."

"I don't have—"

"Appetite. Yea, everyone knows that. Now can you please eat so I can eat?"

Shusei looked at the food, and grimaced. As the sick images from the investigation reappeared in his mind, he buried his face onto Hotsuma's shoulder. His partner was right when he said that today's investigation affected him more than he could normally handled. The pictures themselves didn't bother him. Instead, the things that he saw beyond them were the things that disturbed him most; made him sick to the stomach. And his tired body didn't help either. Yet, to know that Hotsuma didn't want to eat because of him made him felt guilty.

"...will you eat if I eat?" Shusei murmured.

"Of course, you idiot. Why do you think I went through all the troubles?"

When Shusei didn't reply, Hotsuma took his partner by the shoulders and made the brunette faced him.

"Listen," he began. "I can't really say that I know your feelings, but I understand your situation. Nothing's going to change if you refused to eat. If..."—Hotsuma was beginning to uncomfortably blush again— "...if it's so hard for you to look at it, j-just eat with your eyes close."

Shusei was startled before he gave a faint smile, "What are you saying, Hotsuma? That would mean—"

"I'll feed you."

Hotsuma was beginning to lose control, and with the food in front of his eyes, there's no way that he'd leave the room without ravishing it to the last piece. Not when he's extremely hungry. So surrendering to Shusei was never an option. While his partner was still trying to digest the suggestion he just made, Hotsuma put his hand on Shusei's eyes while the other hand reach for the spoon to feed his friend.

"Just think about other things and eat," Hotsuma pleaded.

He almost thought that Shusei would be stubborn and refused him. After agonizing seconds, Shusei smiled.

"I'll be in your care then," Shusei responded.

~oOo~

"Just kiss already!" Isuzu exclaimed excitedly at the other wing; secretly peeping at the childhood friends using a telescope.

"What the heck are you doing, perverted old leech?" Toko asked, standing beside her brother with both hands around her hips. Tsukumo was right when he told her that he sensed someone suspicious loitering around the corridor.

"Toko-chan!" the doctor greeted the girl. "Even though I can be a pervert at times, you should be fully aware that I'm not an old man, nor I'm a leech. This genius before you is what the God has given to me since my birth! Isn't that right, Tsukumo-kun?"

Tsukumo tried to respond when his sister interjected him.

"Stop joking!" She could feel incoming headache if she continued listening to the doctor, "What exactly are you doing, using that telescope to peek into Shusei-kun's room?"

"Nothing suspicious!" –Toko gave a suspicious glare— "I'm just worried about the two, especially Shusei. He didn't look good when he came back. I just want to make sure that he's ok. Guess I can relax now that Hotsuma made him eat."

Isuzu's explanation was acceptable enough for Toko. Yet it didn't mean that she'd stop glaring. "But what's with the kissing that you said just now?"

"Er...it's—"

"And why do you check on Shusei-kun using that telescope? Can't you just ask him directly?"

"W-wait a minute, Toko-chan—"

"Does this mean that you always peeping through our windows without our knowledge?"

"Now that's unfair—"

"Even when I change my clothes?"

"Urm...sometimes—"

Isuzu's words was left unsaid as Toko took out her weapon, making the poor doctor ran for the sake of his dear life. While the two were busy running around Twilight Mansion, Tsukumo took Isuzu's abandoned telescope and used it to look at Shusei's room.

"His dessert looks delicious. I wonder if Katsumi can make another one for me."

~end~

I was pretty sleepy when I last edit this, so do tell me if there's any mistake.

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