Akaashi would also murmur quiet things to him from time to time, to keep up a small, often one sided conversation. Akaashi lifted his head from his pillow and reached a hand out to grab his phone. Though the question was asked clearly, Bokuto didn't make a sound, nor did he move. "Why not? Stop asking already. Akaashi exhaled quickly through his nose, making a sound that was almost like a laugh. to watch kuroo slowly die was a kind of pain i didn't know existed. 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. It was one of those "White days", as Bokuto liked to call them, so he paid much more attention to the world beyond the glass than he did to his own confined life in the hospital. I showed up to your house unannounced at three in the morning. He exhaled through his nose and entered the hospital, greeted the woman at the front desk (who now knew him by name), and removed the scarf from around his neck. Been here for about Four weeks now." Akaashi let out a half-assed grunt and continued to stare forward. [Then I guess I'll see you at the hospital around a week or two from now. It's so good that I hate it so much because the sheer amount of pain it caused me. "That was your idea of a joke?". I've watched this movie so many times, I actually fell asleep." He was only a blurred shape now, but Akaashi knew he was still there. what disease did, bokuto have in another life. His head was cocked back as he surveyed the gym. 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. Several hours had passed since the message from Kuroo, and both Bokuto and Akaashi didn't do much. Another person walked by at a gradual pace at first, then slowed progressively as they drew near. Very happy to have met you. They made him feel nauseous to a point where he had to sit up in bed and swallow deep, slow breaths in order to cool himself down, and he did just that, reaching his hands up to rub at his eyes before taking a tense look around his room. "Awful." ", "It passed." At the very least, definitely one of the most impactful. He stared at his knees intensely before Kenma spoke up. ", "That's the same thing!" more depressing than the outsiders. Akaashi's chortling had been dragged out for a few seconds longer before he, too, quieted down. In time, Kuroo and Kenma found that it was time for them to make their way back home. Bokuto nodded frantically and forced himself to comply with Akaashi, as he always did. In Another Life LittleLuxray 4.68 768 ratings185 reviews Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Bokuto flinched hard enough to make the bed shake. Akaashi laced his fingers together and dug his nails into the backs of his hands. From his peripheral, Akaashi could see their hand reaching out to him. "Were you sick? "Get inside." "I told you I would" He all but murmured against Bokuto's shoulder. "Good" Bokuto eased back and buried his head into his pillow. "Well alright Koutarou, why do you like Cloud Atlas so much?" Akaashi's eyes lowered, focusing on the arm that was attached to the hand that he was holding. "I haven't set foot outside in weeks." In his silence, Bokuto wept to himself, fat tears rolling down his cheeks in numbers. He could feel his heartbeat thumping hard against his chest, as if it wanted to break free. I really have to go.". Akaashi frowned. "Let's go then. They don't pay much attention to me anyways!". At least I'm not the only one now. There was a longing in his eyes that Akaashi couldn't stand to see. Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. His hands quivered as he dug his nails into his knuckles. "You seem to have grown more attached to that Pocky stick than me". ", "His entire body was relaxed. His eyes gave away just how much he missed his friend. Bokuto didn't make a sound. This one.". He pushed his negative thoughts aside and sat himself down in bed, right next to Bokuto. He instead allowed his actions to speak for him. Tokyo needs a little more snow now and then. Standing at the side of Bokuto's bed, Akaashi glanced to the open door that led to the hallway. "I'm fine. Akaashi doubted that he'd ever have Bokuto over again, so hearing him say 'I'll have to watch it again,' didn't sit too well with him. Ten degrees outside.". I haven't gone outside in days." Another shudder threatened to rattle him, but he kept himself still, as difficult as that was. "No, I don't think so." You never miss a day Don't your parents ever ask why you come here so much? i felt sad abt it, im jus really confused at the ending, like was it a dream, hallucination, afterlife,etc? "I don't want you to grow any m-more attached to me th-than y-you already are. Do something Akaashi closed his mouth and swallowed. Akaashi turned his head slightly, his cheek gently resting on Bokuto's shoulder. They didn't speak for a moment, and the room was filled with the hushed sounds of the outside. Unconsciously, his hand grasped Akaashi's own, and he dragged it down with his lack of strength, causing both of them to startle. He paused. "I don't think I want to ask about the symptoms of this illness.". He dug his thumb nail into the side of his index finger and returned his gaze to Bokuto. I would like that. Akaashi remained in place with the thought in mind that Bokuto would respect his personal space and sit a foot or two away from him, but to his apparent surprise, Bokuto leaned his head on Akaashi's shoulder and slipped an arm around him. Kuroo panned the phone to his side, and a blurred Kenma came into focus on screen. Many words dashed through his mind, but he could only think of three that would be best for him to say to Akaashi. Akaashi watched as one of Bokuto's hands twitched involuntarily, and to his dismay, it wouldn't stop. Bokuto's eyes did the familiar light up thing as he bounded into Akaashi's home. "Hi." "Yeah, but Do You think it will snow soon? ", "Yeah Yeah. "Don't apologize.". A mere two minutes outside had turned into two hours. He'd usually ask yes or no questions, ones that were easy for Bokuto to answer with a nod or shake of the head. It was a surreal feeling, one that he could never in one million years describe. It almost sounded as if Bokuto were talking to himself. You don't need to know a THING about Haikyuu!! A cold shiver curled up Akaashi's spine. He faked a smile. "One, maybe two months at most, if I'm lucky. Not even a sentence could get past his suffering. Though is was delayed, Akaashi moved on instinct and sat near Kuroo. "Me too" Bokuto's eyes never left Akaashi. [Uh, sure. "Good night." They felt mandatory now. He'd brought along a volleyball of his own, just in case they weren't provided with any. He didn't bother to check. externally i'm smiling probably because i'm trying to hide all those FEELS. He stared down at the screen, his brow furrowing slightly. He did the only thing that he could and nodded again, then closed his eyes, and slightly turned his head away. "Yeah. Akaashi scowled. Of all the things that Bokuto found most endearing of the movie, Akaashi never thought it would be that. He could practically hear the frown in his voice. "What's it called?" "The three hours!" He just didn't want to accept it. 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. Bokuto's voice was filled to the brim with excitement. His only other choice was to lie there and accept whatever it was the IV liquid had to offer him. "I used to have some insane dreams, too. "I miss you guys. He stretched and stifled a yawn, pushed a hand through the mess that was his hair, and relaxed his head against Akaashi's shoulder. He forced those words away and replaced them with new ones. "Get back into bed. "I would hope so." He reached a hand out and touched Bokuto's forehead. Bokuto would wince and snap back to reality the way someone would when they dreamt they were falling. He gave a mock swing of his arm, as if spiking. "You don't like to see him like that, do you?". This includes Bokuto and Akaashi, as you already may know. He remained in place silently. 75. so this is basically a bokuaka au where bokuto and akaashi meet at a hospital and bokuto has this disease which they haven't found a cure for yet. He swallowed once, hoping to get rid of the lump in his throat. They asked him questions. Akaashi snorted softly and leaned back in his seat. There was that, and the fact that Akaashi couldn't help but find Bokuto's smile endearing, no matter how sickly he looked when he wore one. Outside, the sky above grew dark as clouds rolled in. Sitting back, he reached a hand out and paused the movie that'd been on screen. He looked around and moved his fingers, trying to make out a phone. A hand reached up to push through his own messy locks. 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. Despite this, Akaashi did not miss the look of slight nervousness that claimed Bokuto's features. Pressing his lips into a thin slab of a line, Akaashi shook his head once more. ", The male who stood across from Akaashi shifted his weight to one leg. "I sort of got to know him through Kuroo's company. iN ANOTHER LIFE Pages 1-50 - Flip PDF Download | FlipHTML5 His voice was gentle, light on Bokuto's ears. Ktar Bokuto | Haiky!! Wiki | Fandom "Thank you." In the span of a little over a month, Bokuto had gone from a general one-hundred and fifty pounds to a mere ninety-seven pounds, last time they'd weighed him. No one was bothered by him, so there he stood. Realizing this, Akaashi decided to take action instead and reach out to comfort him, but not even this he could do. When this would happen, he'd pull a frustrated expression for only a moment before his face grew too tired to hold it any longer. "I used to handle the cold better than this." Akaashi rubbed the back of his neck hastily and closed his eyes. Bokuto power walked ahead, obligating Akaashi to catch up to him with a quickened pace, whether he wanted to or not. "Sure." He, too, did not intend on showing up to any funeral. He stared at Bokuto and found it difficult to look away. But as he spoke about his favorite scene, Akaashi could sense a powerful vibe coming from him One that wasn't there before. He translated all that his words could not. He managed a feeble shrug and turned to continue on with the movie that he'd watched for the thirtieth time already. Akaashi eyeballed the small male for a long second, knowing that he wouldn't look up to catch him. I know that you know that, too And yet you still stick by me.". He twisted his fingers and pursed his lips, wary of what Kuroo would say next. "Ha! "Shit- shit." He had so many things he'd wanted to do with him, so many things he'd wanted to say, but all of those things seemed to have fallen away once the moment had finally come. He jogged downstairs, slipped his shoes on, and was out the door in seconds, making his way down the familiar route to the hospital. They sat heavily in the pit of his stomach, churning and pestering him, urging him to throw up. It had been some time since Akaashi set foot into that hospital. Bokuto found himself smiling. ", Akaashi scratched his head. a while back in the story when bokuto was still alive, he told akaashi that he hoped that in another life, he'd be able to find akaashi again so that they can be together forever, hence why he said "i found you" :((, So i think there r two possible meanings of the ending so. ", Confused and mildly shocked, Akaashi made a face. Akaashi opened the first movie that he had in his computer's memory. He was wasting time, asking for something that he did not want in the least. He laughed again, louder this time. ", Akaashi looked down.