What normally would have pained someone to say, he delivered with ease, and with that same grin to boot. His hands at his sides, Bokuto bowed. "We were actually just talking about stepping outside. He found he had nothing more to say. Here we are. Load Quest ID AQWorlds Full Update 2021 [1-8000] Oleh Danny 03 Jan, 2021 7 komentar Dansverine akan membagikan Load Quest ID AQWorlds full update terlengkap 2020 dan 2021. "What? ", Bokuto glanced at him. He looked up and grinned, and waved wildly in Akaashi's direction. It took some time, but he finally answered. He watched as Bokuto's smile faded instantly, his eyes having gone from half lidded to wide in a second. He was much like Akaashi, sitting on the same side of the bed, a good distance apart from his visitor. He kept his eyes half-lidded and his movements reserved, clinging onto the false hope that Bokuto wasn't moving because he didn't want to wake him. Outside, the sky above grew dark as clouds rolled in. Akaashi swallowed thickly and crossed his hands, rubbing one thumb over the other. "See, look." I don't think I've ever heard you laugh, or seen you smile for that matter. But then he spoke up again. I don't want to know them. They felt mandatory now. His lips quivered before he could form his words. I thought you fell asleep.]. He was trying everything he could to psych himself into doing at least something to let Bokuto know that he was there for him. The sounds of their sneakers squeaking against the gym floor was so memory inducing, it caused Akaashi to take a moment and reminisce on the old days, as if doing so would take him back in time to when he'd play volleyball every single day after school. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, Bokuto rubbed the back of his neck. "I used to handle the cold better than this." He wished he could fight it, but he knew there was no possible way for him to. Akaashi sat up and placed his phone on the counter. ", "Well if you've watched it seven times then why not watch it an eighth time? He would study them for quite a while until they melted and left behind nothing more than a droplet on his arm. Akaashi leaned his head on his hand, chin resting in his palm. ", "I'm..." Kenma's lips puckered in thought. Looking back to Bokuto, he was relieved to see that he still had his attention on the window. So whenever he went silent, an unwelcomed feeling of discomfort found its home within Akaashi. At first, Akaashi thought nothing of it. It was warm on him, certainly something that one would find comforting, but as he stirred in bed, he was certain that something was off. Akaashi looked down and away from Bokuto, then back to the window. "I used to have some insane dreams, too. Another breath escaped him, slow and casual, but he'd soon learned to hold his breath when he noticed another person sitting outside in the hall, several feet from the room, where visitors could spend their time. I see." My friend is." He chuckled and rubbed at his face wearily. The drastic weight loss was awful enough, but as if to add insult to injury, Bokuto's worsening condition also made it increasingly difficult for him to walk, move, and speak. "What? It was the only normal thing to do, considering how he was the one who was suffering from said disease. "More like acquaintances. Izuku’s life went about surprisingly unchanged after his brief descent into maybe villainy. "I refuse to go. Akaashi tried to hide his frown. There was nothing. Show him a movie or play a game with him that would result in him to calm down quickly. So instead of putting on a sour expression, Akaashi only kept a neutral one, like he always did. The tiny snowflakes deteriorated in the warmth of his palm, leaving a small puddle behind. Akaashi figured he should stay quiet too. "I could ask you the same thing..." Akaashi's lips screwed to the side. He then stared at Akaashi, waiting for his response. Normally he would have been red with irritation from the sound of such irksome persistence, but the smile that would claim Bokuto's face whenever he agreed to something would make Akaashi forget all about how frustrated he was. Such an energetic texter, Bokuto was. Keeping in contact with me wouldn't be a good idea.". Google has many special features to help you find exactly what you're looking for. To the garden out in the back.". Are you busy?". Akaashi had kept his eyes closed for quite a while, trying to fall into a deep sleep, but found that he couldn't, or at least, not as quickly as he thought he could. Akaashi's eyes lowered, focusing on the arm that was attached to the hand that he was holding. It was cold and shook in short bursts. Bokuto tucked his hands into the pockets of his hood, his shoulders hunching. He was now more curious than he'd ever been before. Mustering a weak nod, Bokuto's lips curled at the sides just a bit more. He looked up at the sickly one when he'd said those words, trying to meet his gaze, but ultimately finding no yellow eyes to look into. "Goodbye.". He couldn't sleep because of his honest fascination with him. He turned his attention back to the only other in the room. His breathing was controlled, much like one of a person's who was actually asleep. Do something... As if he were one of the living dead, Akaashi forced one leg forward, then the next, until he was touching the bed side. "And my hallucinations aren't all that bad. Bokuto tightened his grasp in that automatic way he always did. Another way to prevent getting this page in the future is to use Privacy Pass. He breathed in that familiar scent that he'd grown so attached to, then exhaled quietly against Bokuto's prominent collar bone. "Sorry." "They... Aren't really there, are they?" All he had to offer was a, "The pleasure is mine," before moving forward to try and usher Bokuto back into his room. "That was when he learned about the disease. "If you would please listen." "I feel the same about this place, honestly." It took a moment for Bokuto to focus on him. He was shocked. Bokuto gave him a look that could only be read as, "I am, aren't I?". They asked him questions. He turned the chair so that he was now facing Bokuto from the front. Accessories: Laser Blaster, 2 fists (left & right), trailer/Combat Deck, Roller (dark blue), 4 rockets, hose, nozzle, fuel pump A limited edition of the Optimus Prime toy sold as a mail-away exclusive by PepsiCo was made available in North America in 1985. "I won't leave you." "I'll show you." "Kuroo looks happy now. Though the question was asked clearly, Bokuto didn't make a sound, nor did he move. "Are you sure you should be going out in the cold like that?". He swallowed thick, and turned his head to stare out the window again. Not in front of Bokuto. "Bokuto is starting to look less and less like his old self, too. "Kuroo?" "No. It took every fiber of his being to keep his voice from trembling. He breathed in sharply. He wanted to know if it was real or not. "Yeah. He wouldn't show this, but Kuroo's words had hit him harder than he could ever imagine. Akaashi turned his head slightly, his cheek gently resting on Bokuto's shoulder. He pulled out a phone, and to Akaashi's dread, he asked for his phone number. Bokuto looked back up and thought for a moment, then nodded. "No. The way his lips curled at the corners, the way his eyes squinted just enough so that only a glint of green could be seen. "Why not? Bokuto closed his eyes after that, one hand resting on the side of his head. "I've been insensitive...", A laugh bubbled out from Bokuto. [I'm well, thank you... Just catching up on some volleyball things...], [VOLLEYBALL?! Akaashi rubbed the back of his neck hastily and closed his eyes. I mean, will they let you out of the hospital? His hand took Bokuto's own, and he held it gently. Akaashi frowned. He paused for a moment, then spoke up again. He didn't get a response, nor did he see any signs of responding. Akaashi didn't say another word afterwards. Akaashi kept his eyes down. It still smelled like him. Akaashi watched curiously as Bokuto's lips quivered into a wide grin, and as the light captured his features, Akaashi realized just how embarrassed Bokuto actually was. He was grinning. He twisted his fingers and pursed his lips, wary of what Kuroo would say next. Imagine the looks on their faces when they see me coming in from the outside. Akaashi turned to catch a glimpse of him, but he stared off in the distance, his eyes not focusing on anything in particular. Something told him that those words weren't meant for the movie, but Akaashi shoved this thought away. Devastation weighed down on Akaashi in that instant. Very happy to have met you. "Stop trying to act like this isn't such a big deal... You may not think it is, but I..." He paused and reached his arms out to get in another shove. Akaashi managed the faintest of smiles. "I didn't... Want you to leave. I'll see you soon.]. Thank you for reading, it means a lot that you've read through my work! It wasn't until Akaashi looked up from his laptop screen that he realized it was snowing heavily outside. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too.The hospital AU that no body asked for, but that I took upon myself to write. The room was dark, apart from the soft orange glow that his lamp gave off. Akaashi laced his fingers together and dug his nails into the backs of his hands. It illuminated both Bokuto and Akaashi, and they squinted at the same time. Now if only the sickly one would hit it. You had a nightmare? Akaashi couldn't help but smile back at him. He rubbed his hands together weakly and tilted his head to the side. He leaned into his touch, and his vision began to fade, his eyes welling with tears. "I miss you guys. He brought a hand up to push through his black hair, and slowly, his head fell forward. Bokuto looked down and twisted his lips to the side. Sometimes when I... blink... you aren't there anymore..." Bokuto rubbed one of his eyes, then the other, and let his hand drop to his sides. An old friend." My home is not a place for you to be right now. This time, Bokuto directed his attention to Akaashi. He exerted more force into his arms, getting Bokuto to take a step back. I guess I can wait that long. He was thinner than before, a large flannel shirt fitting him loosely. Akaashi inhaled quietly. "All I can say is that sleeping doesn't come as easily as it used to." But sometimes, he wouldn't answer certain questions, despite Akaashi asking them twice. He made his way up the same path, walking swiftly and without pause. "Please, it will only take a second. Hesitantly, Akaashi barely managed to wave back before he heard his name being called from that all too familiar room, by that all too familiar voice. What is it?" Unconsciously, his hand grasped Akaashi's own, and he dragged it down with his lack of strength, causing both of them to startle. Curiosity had sparked within him. I couldn't stop, even if I tried. In the past, he'd always get sort of tense and paranoid whenever a storm would pass over head, but that was kind of it. ", "I do, but I don't want to watch it. Kuroo was quiet on the other end. He understood how that would be alarming to some people. Healthy. "How many words are there? They are my favorite ship in Haikyuu, so typing this makes little to no sense to me. Akaashi knew that running probably wasn't the best thing that he should have been doing, but he said nothing about it. This earned a gasp from him. He didn't care. Those yellow eyes were gleaming. It was soft. He'd only spoken to Kuroo once before, and they barely exchanged any words. He felt like he could enjoy Kozume's company, what with how his words lacked all form of emotion. Bokuto's smile never left his face, and his tired eyelids contradicted his facial expression. I would have Kenma say bye, too, but-" He turned his head to look around, "He left... the room...? "Well then, if you had a second chance..." Akaashi hesitated. Did Bokuto know about the lifespan of victims with his condition? He flinched and pulled his hand away to stare at the screen. Akaashi was at a loss for words. He forced himself to stand after some time, tapping his fingers against his pants. He was wasting time, asking for something that he did not want in the least. ], [Alright, well... We'll just see about that.]. Once they'd reached it, Bokuto resumed his usual position and wrapped the thick blanket around himself, then turned away from Akaashi. He sat cross-legged, with a shirt on that was two sizes too big, and a hat that looked as if it had been placed on his head without his consent. "It m-makes me... Feel like I'll h-have another life... One beyond this one... One that's better... Wh.. Where I can actually wake up to you... and be with y... you..." A smile played on his pale, thin lips. "Sh-shut up, Akaashi..." He breathed in deeply, frustrated with himself and the gradual growth of his speech impediment, but continued on. It wasn't necessarily a bow. But three hours can also feel like seven minutes. "Well now you have. "... Is that why you came here? ], [No, more like the clichéd kind, where you sit up in bed in a cold sweat. This time, Kuroo was the one to grunt, the sound coming from deep within his chest. He struggled to raise a hand, and slowly he twirled his index finger in circles at the side of his head. Indifference morphed into curiosity, and said curiosity was what drew Akaashi closer to his new friend. It's why I didn't want to come along. The cold was no longer a factor to Akaashi. Akaashi raised his eyebrows. "All of this is so- ugh. Quietly, he contemplated on whether he wanted to respond or not. ", "It's alright." "I would stay if it were up to me. There was almost a hint of sarcasm in his voice. He watched as Bokuto's chest rose and fell with each breath that kept him alive. ", Akaashi watched him carefully. Dreaming.". He was the only person who could get him through those horrible moments, after all. Ahhhh I know you didn't tell me to send a video, but, I'm not someone who follows rules." Don't you have it in your laptop? He couldn't feel it. I cried several times while typing it, actually. When Bokuto was like this, Akaashi would normally look away to spare himself the sight of it all. It worried him enough to get some words out of him. He watched Bokuto's fingers curl around the phone, and his hand slowly backed away. It doesn't make any sense.". All he had to do was talk to someone, and in an instant, they would be involved in Bokuto's lively shenanigans once again. He ascended those familiar steps, said hello to the familiar faces, and rounded that familiar corner that he knew would lead him to Bokuto's room. This update added Kingdom Hearts: Dark Road, a standalone game note available within Union χ that delves into the backstory of Master Xehanort and his Start of Darkness. He must have been. If you ever interact with him in even the slightest, you'll be reminded of just how good a person he really is. Though is was delayed, Akaashi moved on instinct and sat near Kuroo. I never asked." "Setter. He held onto the IV stand with one hand and Akaashi's hand with his other as he hobbled over to the window. "What are you doing?". His head was cocked back as he surveyed the gym. As Bokuto backed away from the window, Akaashi was quick to close it, locking the bitter night air out of the room for the remainder of the night. He held his hand up in a "peace sign", and the video ended with him on screen. Another two weeks had passed since Akaashi had seen Bokuto, but this time, he waited outside of the hospital, several meters away from the entrance. "Hey- Akaashi, right? His only intention was leaving. Your IP: 139.59.94.90 He looked around. When he had, however, instead of shutting his phone off and trying to force a few hours of sleep upon himself, Akaashi stared at the phone screen longingly, and read the last messages that were sent between them. "Get back into bed. The hand that supported his weight against the windowsill trembled without pause, and his other remained outside, shaking in the cold dead of night. He recoiled with a grunt. He walked home that day with a balled up blanket in his arms, a burgundy scarf around his neck, and nothing more from the hospital. He tried to open his mouth to say them, but he performed another action instead. "Relax." He moved closer, his other hand taking hold of Bokuto's. "Just breathe with me.". He huffed out a breath and turned around. Bokuto looked up, surprised, and glanced back down at the snack in his hands. But ultimately, they would urge him to carry out the task that had been pushed on him, and one way or another, he'd do it. Hesitant fingers that ghosted over Akaashi's forehead in order to push a loose strand of hair away. Kuroo's the bigger one. "Yeah, but for all the wrong reasons." Before then, he would normally lose several pounds a week, but ever since the night he'd snuck out, his weight loss could only be described as alarming. A small thumb rubbed at the system's screen to remove a smudge. He'd be furious with everyone in there, and he knew that the same pain burned within Akaashi, too. Though Bokuto's speaking skills weren't as good as they used to be, he was still the more talkative one out of the two. "Could you please toss to me some more?". He set the drinks down and shuffled into bed, as if trying not to wake the other. Confused, Bokuto glanced over at him. He did not give Akaashi time to voice his guess as he then moved his finger to point at his eye, then finally at Akaashi. "I'm already in... Death row. He figured it was already past five in the afternoon. Bokuto's eyes stared forward with an engrossed gaze, his yellow hues taking a mental picture of what he probably would never see again. "Well alright... Koutarou, why do you like Cloud Atlas so much?" He tried desperately to hold it in. In no time, Bokuto was standing in front of Akaashi, eager in every way to make it to the gymnasium. He was nothing more than a blanket with a head. Akaashi turned away and frowned. There's a storm coming. • Bokuto only complied and stuck his entire arm out instead, watching as each individual snowflake passed around his limb, as if none wanted to touch him. We would like to show you a description here but the site won’t allow us. It was moments like these that made Akaashi realize just how much of an innocent soul Bokuto really was. "It's just... A slow, downhill ride f-f...rom here. ", "I hope so. The discomfort could be heard in Bokuto's voice. "It's your house. His voice was gentle, light on Bokuto's ears. Akaashi and Bokuto carried a sort of unspoken communication with each other. Once it did, Akaashi was greeted with a, "Hello?". He stared at him intently and watched every move he made, to the point where this had captured Akaashi's attention. He stared up at Akaashi with that smile that never seemed to fade. It shocked him as Akaashi continued. His frustration was unmasked. Bokuto blinked slowly. "Impossible-" He pulled apart the blinds and looked down. He laughed hard, or at least as hard as he could. He was paler than the others who walked along in the halls, and soft, dark circles sat under his eyes. During the next day, Akaashi decided to stay home. A stronger laugh broke out from him, rattling his body as he lay down in bed. He nudged the bridge of his nose against the cool skin. Responding as slowly as ever, Bokuto raised one hand. "I thought you were waiting for the snow. Akaashi sat cross legged in the seat adjacent to Bokuto's bed. For what felt like an eternity, Bokuto typed the words on Akaashi's phone. He looked up, gazed at Akaashi past his bleached blonde bangs, and straightened his back in the slightest way possible. Just then, as Akaashi bit down on the inside of his lower lip, he turned his head in time to catch a glimpse of Kenma lowering his head towards Bokuto. Akaashi would answer his questions coldly, with little to no emotion, but Bokuto would cherish these answers and retort with excitement in his tone. He pressed his lips into a thin line and fell backwards on his bed. A cool breeze passed through the garden just then, and in the distance, Bokuto held on tight to the burgundy knit scarf around his neck to keep warm. Those yellow eyes examined everything, adamant with taking all of it in. I never thought I would end up finishing this piece, but I am glad that I did. "It's warm-" Bokuto exhaled and shuddered once he was inside, slipping off his shoes. He smelled sort of like a hospital. Akaashi pulled his arms in close, wrapping the sheets around himself. He thought back to the bags around Bokuto's eyes. Akaashi liked it when this happened. "It's not like I would've made any noise," Bokuto all but shouted, following after him. Akaashi bounced the ball off the floor twice. He held his face against the corpse's neck, just beneath the jawline, breathing in all that was left of Bokuto. Eventually, Bokuto drew back his hand and let it fall to his side. Akaashi had nothing else to say. "He's a bit more of... An ass, to say the least." At one point, he reached a hand up to grab the beanie off of his head, and he aimlessly chucked it to the ground with force. He pushed the chair away and found Bokuto's side in bed. Bokuto stood at the side of Akaashi's bed. He paused. "Um... Bokuto? He was undone. Forcing a smile of his own, Akaashi tilted his head only slightly. I had no power over it whatsoever. Bokuto's head lay against Akaashi's shoulder. "Didn't that come off as remotely funny? Bokuto stuck his head out of the window slightly and kept it there as the snowflakes fell all around him. Characters die in one life...?" Akaashi did not give him time to react to this as he moved closer still, and when he was close enough, he lowered his head to lean it on Bokuto's shoulder. All he cared about was the fact that Bokuto was still with him, next to him, breathing, alive. He climbed into bed and folded one leg, pulling over his laptop to start it up. He, too, did not intend on showing up to any funeral. 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