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Nirei shuts the door to Sakura’s apartment.
“You know, we’re gonna have to get Sakura a new lock, eventually.” A voice called out from behind him.
Nirei turns around to face the others. “You’re right Kiryu-kun….We literally just walked into there without any warnings and…” He sighs. “I don’t want Sakura-kun to have someone break into his place randomly.” Nirei said with concern.
He knows that Sakura can handle himself in a fight, but there’s also the worry that he can’t exactly handle himself if there’s more than just ‘combat weapons’ (Crowbars, pipes..ect…).
“In any case, he’s not dumb enough to not call us if something happens…Right?” Tsuegura asks, turning to the others for confirmation.
Absolute silence. Everyone was looking away nervously.
“I-I mean, Sakura-kun just doesn’t know how to use his phone well! That’s it!” Nirei says nervously. Still…Absolute silence.
“We should get him that lock as soon as possible..” Everyone said in agreement.
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The next day had come by very quickly. The only problem is that Sakura is feeling restless because he can’t move around since his injuries are making him hurt more.
Sakura picked up his phone to take a look at the time.
8:04 AM
“Ugh. It was still so early! And all I can do is lay here!” Sakura groaned, putting his phone down.
“...”
“Maybe if I just…”
Sakura turned and twisted until he found a position that doesn’t hurt him. Moving on from that, he slowly sat up, which took him a couple of tried because of the pain, and then fully stood up from that.
Sakura held his stomach as fresh waves of pain hit him, beads of sweat starting to form on his forehead. He felt nauseous. Standing really hurts a lot.
Sakura slowly made his past his doors and to his Kitchen/Living room/First room (Idk what to call it).
Sakura was already sweating and panting even though he had only taken a few steps.
He held on to the wall, his hand feeling numb against the cold wall, feeling like he was gonna throw up. He could see little black dots swimming around in his vision and his ears were starting to ring. His legs were gonna give out soon but he just wanted to at least take a step outside to feel the fresh air, or what he considers fresh.
Sakura forced himself to just take a few more steps.
He felt like his body was on fire.
‘If walking feels like this, although I wouldn’t actually call it walking more like stepping, how much would fighting hurt him?’ He thought to himself.
And honestly? Sakura had an itch that only a fight would be able to scratch so maybe he’ll have an answer to his question soon.
Sakura reached for the door nob, his arm outstretched when his knees finally gave up on him. “Tch…” He scoffed. Of course they had to give out before he could reach his goal.
Sakura’s shirt was now soaked through with sweat. He could feel his body shutting down. ‘FROM JUST WALKING?!’ he screamed internally. He really felt too dizzy right now and just hoped for a toilet to appear in front of him so he could hurl into it.
Sakura lay by his front door, panting and out of breath. Had his condition worsened? He wasn’t this weak before?
Sakura felt so tired, and weak, and hungry…..Did I mention that he also felt very weak?
No matter what was happening, he should get back to his futon so he could get some sleep….
IS WHAT I WOULD SAY IF I WASN’T WRITING A FANFIC ABOUT SAKURA
Sakura reached out his hand to the door handle, turning it, finally getting it to crack open, the light peering through the small crack.
Sakura slowly opened the door hoping to be greeted with the familiar railing leading up to his apartment floor, the cool breeze in his face, but no. Always no. Instead, he was met with multiple pairs of legs. Familiar ones.
Of course they were here. Right as he was about to get his ‘freedom’.
“Sakura-kun!”
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“−Is he−”
“−Anyone?”
“−Medicine−”
“−Fever?”
Sakura woke up, once again, his head pounding and everything seeming too overwhelming and underwhelming at the same time. He hasn’t even opened his eyes and he’s already wanting to close them until he can’t see the light.
“Sakura-kun… I know you’re awake.” A voice calls out to him in a sing-songy tone.
“Let’s let him sleep Suo-san… He has a fever so he probably doesn’t want to do anything but sleep right now..” Nirei says, his voice warm and soft, despite the loud pounding drum in Sakura’s head.
‘A fever?!’ Sakura perked up a bit. If he had ears, they would definitely be raised above his head and peeked towards the others to listen in on their conversation.
“I guess you’re right.” Suo complies.
Sakura, despite being very curious and nosy, feels like he can’t even stay awake any longer. This ‘fever’, if it even is one, must be getting to him.
“Sak- an-”
“Akura-”
“Sakura-san”
Sakura was being gently shook awake. “Mmm…” A low groan escapes Sakura’s lips. “What…” His voice was low and raspy, likely from lack of hydration.
“You should drink some water..Here.” Nirei helps Sakura sit up, albeit against his will. He hands Sakura a water bottle. “Drink this. It’ll help with, what i’m guessing is, your sore throat.”
Nirei was technically right. Sakura did have a sore throat that was making him somewhat uncomfortable, although not so uncomfortable that it’s unbearable.
“Thanks…” It was mumbled and a little hard to understand.. but it was there.
Sakura takes a sip of the water, looking around his room. Now, Sakura barely has anything is his room but it feels a little too empty. Something definitely happened and Tsugeura, Kiryu, and Suo are all gone.. Where did they go?
“Oh- i didn’t think you’d really notice it since your fever is here and all of that..” Nirei laughs nervously, rubbing the back of his neck.
Nirei avoids eye contact with Sakura and it makes him even more suspicious.
“Nirei, what happened?” Sakura asks, his eyes narrowing in on Nirei.
“Okay..Don’t get mad but-”
“Nirei~” A voice comes booming in from the other side of the door, near the front door. “We’re finished moving Sakura’s stuff to Suo’s place!”
“.....” Silence. “HAHH??”