[Suzu] Summertime

Summertime


Why did Miki have to do this? It was just like her to invite Hisao to take the trip to the beach with us. This was just supposed to be us two going for a little escape from school and society, enjoying our three day weekend as best friends with no other distractions. I've told her how I feel about him, and it's absolutely embarrassing knowing that I'm going to be in a bathing suit in front of him without actually telling him how I feel...

Freaking. Miki.

She knows. She knows EVERYTHING. I had to tell her, it's only right to tell your best friend your deepest, darkest secrets. Although, this one isn't very dark... Nevermind that. She took the liberty of inviting Hisao to come to the beach with us, rather than us two spending some nice, quiet time together for the first time in ages. I mean, don't get me wrong; I love the fact that I'm going to get to see the guy I love shirtless, with his gorgeous mop of hair and deep eyes-

"HEY, SNOOZU!" My eyes open up properly wide at the harsh sounding yell coming from Miki. I must have been drifting off to sleep. Actually, my head was just resting on Hisao's shoulder. No wonder I felt so comfortable. I turn my head to look up at him before listening to Miki anymore, giving him a shy, embarrassed smile. In return, he gives me his signature, cute grin, probably the most attractive thing about him.

That smile.

That god damn smile.

My happiness is short lived though, coming to an abrupt end as I feel as I feel Miki's stump connect with the back of my head. I cock my head in the opposite direction, my face obviously fuming with anger. She knows better than to interrupt me when I'm having a moment like that.

"Welcome back to reality, darling," she says while flashing me a shit-eating grin. "We're just about to get to the station, grab your bag. I want to get to the beach for a little bit today before it gets dark!" Of course she does. We're already arriving in the late evening, yet she still insists that we should go to the beach. I'd much rather just relax from this terribly long day of travel, but hey, who am I to have an opinion on the subject at hand?

Just as I finish up my little rant in my head, the train begins to come to a halt. We quickly scurry out of the cabin with out belongings, and after a short trek of about a mile, we arrive at our home for the next three days. The home is a beach house that Miki's parents rented out for us for the break, which was a very kind thing of them to do. The house is one floor, with two bedrooms, a large kitchen and a spacious living room. Miki called dibs on the master bedroom, and seeing as I'm going to have to sleep with her, that's a very good thing. Poor Hisao, though, has to sleep in the guest bedroom, which has an awfully small bed and nothing else to it. Maybe I should be a dear and offer to allow him to sleep with Miki so that he actually can be comfortable.

Scratch that. I'm not letting him sleep with my best friend.

Shortly after we entered the home, Miki tossed her bag on the ground, grabbed her bathing suit and headed into the bathroom to get changed. I go into our bedroom and get changed into my red and white striped two piece. I take a look at myself in the full length mirror and release a heavy sigh. I don't think Hisao is going to be very attracted by my appearance, to be quite honest. I exit the room and walk out into the living room to wait while Miki continues to get changed, just to find Hisao sitting on the couch. He's dressed in a pair of green swimming trunks with a white shirt covering his upper body.

Darn. I was hoping to finally see him without a shirt on..

I smile and take a seat beside him on the couch, just before everything in my mind goes black.

"...Wake up, Snoozu!" Miki is shaking and screaming right into my face, which is apparently facing up towards the ceiling. She notices my eyes crack open and fires me a toothy grin. "Welcome back, sweetie. Are you ready to go?" It doesn't appear that I was out very long, thankfully. I do get up from the couch extremely fast after I realize that when I passed out, my pillow was Hisao's lap.

"Erm, sorry about that Hisao.."

"No need to worry about it. That's what friends are for anyways, right?" He fires me that signature grin once again. Such a mood lifter, always there to make me feel great. Always there to make me feel ama-

"Alright, let's go, lovebirds. I've had enough of you two staring at each other for a day!" She turns and runs out the back sliding glass door, as the beach is literally right behind the house. Thank god for beach front properties. But, that's not important the moment. What is important is that Hisao and I are both looking at each other awkwardly, as we got called 'lovebirds'. It's just like Miki to fire off a subtle hint like that. Good thing he knows better than to believe everything that she says.

"Was she just implying that we love each other?"

God dammit, Hisao.

"Let's just go to the beach and, erm, forget about what she said.." With that, I rush off through the door and head down to the shore, blanket in tow. I'm completely ready to take a nap on the beach. I spread my makeshift bed on the sand and pop in my headphones. As I feel slumber starting to over take my eyes and mind, I see Hisao taking off his shirt to go into the water. Great, now I get to miss a free show. As various thoughts pass through my mind about how he's probably a great looking guy without a shirt on, my head goes blank and darkness overtakes me once again.

Nightmares suck. I have them all the time, regardless of meaning. They're never the same, either. One time it could be me getting chased by a killer, while another could be me falling into an endless pit. This time though, it's something different. I wake up in a dark space, just myself sitting at a small table with one dim, yellow light hanging over the top of it. As I look around, I realize that I'm the only one here; there's nothing but emptiness. Nothing but darkness surrounding me. What's up with this nightmare? It's not normal, and it's actually getting into my head, starting to creep me out a bit.

I wait patiently for something to happen. I'm getting paranoid, waiting for something to pop out of the darkness and eat me or kill me, but it doesn't come. My heart is racing at an unbelievable pace. This is something I've never felt before, something that I never want to feel again after this: an overwhelming feeling of loneliness. I've always been a somewhat codependent person. Leaning on Miki since the day we became friends... It's just how I've always been. I remember my first two or three days at Yamaku being some of the most depressing and scary days of my life. I was alone in a new place, a place that was foreign to me.

The first few days were nearly unbearable. The days were simply just me going to class, followed by returning back to my room and passing out. I had nobody around me that I was comfortable with, and that terrified me. Then, one day, Miki walked on into my life, and that sort of put an end to my fear. Once Hisao walked in, everything continued to go uphill in a hurry. But now, in this dark room with nobody around, I'm back to that feeling that I haven't felt since my arrival at Yamaku: a feeling of absolute loneliness and fear. I begin to sob. No real tears, just sobs of me regretting my pathetic existence. I can't rely on these people forever, but one day they'll all be gone...

This feeling is the worst that I've felt in quite a while. I can't move from the chair by this table for whatever reason, and all that there is to accompany me is a light and table. I need to get out of here. I can't stand this anymore. I scream for help, but nobody can hear me. I slam my fist into the table and continue to sob, my entire body shaking with rage and sadness. Just let me wake up!

With that thought, I jerk upright in my bed. Miki is sound asleep on the other side of me. How did I even get back here? They must have carried me back and gotten me dressed for bed. I turn my head and look at the digital clock on the nightstand. It reads 1:21 AM. My cheeks are warm and moist from tears, as I must have been literally crying from my nightmare. I'm still feeling a bit petrified after that one. I can't try to go back to sleep, at least, not now anyways. Whenever I fall back asleep after a nightmare, I end up just falling back into it, right where I had left off. I slowly lift myself up from the bed, attempting to not disturb Miki's rest. I know what I want to do, and this may or may not turn out to be a terrible idea.

I slowly creep out of the bedroom and close the door behind me. Wrapped in my blanket, I tiptoe down the hallway to another room, which Hisao just so happens to be staying in. I raise my fist to tap on the door, but hesitate for a minute. What if he doesn't want to hear me out about this nightmare? What if he just says 'Go back to bed, silly, I'm sure you'll be fine.' That really does sound like something he would say. I can't do this. I can't do it.

Stop it, Suzu. Just knock on the freaking door.

I convince myself to give a couple of light taps on the door, almost hoping that he won't get up to answer it. I hear a shuffle of covers behind the barrier before me and notice some light spilling out from space between the bottom of the door and the ground. After a sound from the lock being unlatched, the door swings open.

Ha. He looks like an absolute mess with bed hair.

His eyes look tired, but highly surprised at me standing outside of his door.

"Suzu, what's wrong?" His face has a look of legitimate worry on it. He must understand that no girl is going to come knock on his door at 1:30 in the morning without something being wrong.

"H-Hey Hisao... I, u-uh, had a really bad n-nightmare. Do you m-mind if I come in w-with you?" I just realized that my voice is trembling. I'm not quite sure whether it's because I'm still terrified from the nightmare, or if I'm just really nervous about asking to stay with the boy I'm in love with at one in the morning. He steps aside and motions me to come into the room, closing the door behind me. He places his hands on my shoulders gently and guides me over the the bed, crawling in first with his back propped up against the headboard. He pats his hand at the small, empty space beside him, an invitation for me to come lay down with him. I feel a weak smile form on my lips as I cuddle up next to him.

"So, Suzu... tell me what's wrong. I'm all ears. I'm glad you're actually comfortable enough with me to come wake me up." He flashes me another one of those signature grins. Such a mood lifter.

I give him the long rundown of my nightmare. I still continue to shake and grimace at how I was feeling about the entire thing, my emotions getting the best of me at multiple points. I also explain why it hurt me so much to be put into that situation once again. He simply wrapped his arm around my shoulder and brought me closer to him, giving me encouraging squeezes and such throughout my pathetic tale. His face looks sad for the majority of the story, but lightens up once I mention Miki and him being the solution to my problem. The story leads into some other light hearted conversation that helps my emotions get back in check. Well, at least for a brief moment, before he brings up something completely different.

"Do you mind if I ask you a question, Suzu?"

"Go for it."

"Earlier today, when Miki brought up the word lovebirds..." Oh no. Come on Hisao, really? Right now? Why do you have to do this to me! "...you got all panicked and hurried out of the door. What was up with that?" How am I supposed to answer this? Am I supposed to finally tell the boy how I feel about him? I don't even know.

"Well, you see, uh... she just.. I just.." Oh boy, here it goes. "Um, Hisao, IthinkIloveyou." I rifle out the statement and turn away from him, not wanting to look into his eyes. My embarrassment is off the charts, and I feel as if I had just admitted to robbing a bank. He reaches his off hand, as his other arm is still occupied in keeping me cuddled up next to him, and takes my chin in between his thumb and index finger, turning my head to face him once again. I look down, my cheeks on fire, as he opens his mouth to speak again.

"You think you love me, or you know you love me?" Wait, what? Why would he ask me a question like that?

"I know I that I love you." I'm very stern with my response. I'm neck deep now, and there's no coming back, so I figure I might as well just let it all out now. I really doubt that-

Now he's kissing me. On the lips. My eyes are wide open in shock of what was happening to me. My fantasy is finally starting to come true! I can't believe what's going on. After a moment, my eyes close and I kiss back, bringing a smile to his face as he pulls away. His hand smoothly runs up and down along the left side of my face, our foreheads touching. His cheeks are bright red in color, as are mine, but I don't even care about that right now. I feel as if I could conquer the world right now. He pulls his head back from mine, and rubs the back of his neck with his right hand.

"I was going to, well... ask you to be my girlfriend at the end of the stay here, as Miki already knew." You bitch. No freaking wonder she called us lovebirds, trying to give me more of a hint than him. You sly, sly little girl you. His face is still grinning widely, as I can feel a goofy smile rising on my lips. "So, since we've already, uh... kissed and all, maybe now would be the better time to do it."

"Suzu, will you be my girlfri-!" I cut him off with a massive hug that pushes his back down onto the bed, giggling like a little girl in the process. I push my lips onto his, feeling his smile as we kiss once again.

"Does that answer your question?"

"I think it does." He strokes my hair and gives me his signature grin once more, before reaching to turn the light out. With my head resting on his chest and my arms wrapped around him, I fall back into darkness once again. Only this time, I'm not scared anymore. I know once I wake up, he'll still be there.

Hopefully he'll be there for a very, very long time.


'Summertime' is a song produced by Smote