The Other Side of Things
January 25th, 2008 at 9:37 pm
I wouldn’t ask for something better than to get well…
Takashi found himself lying on his bed as he woke up from a vague dream about the beach. It was about the waves and how they billowed from side to side in the open sea and about the sound of the latter hitting the rocks on the shore. He closed his eyes once more as he sat up. His head was still throbbing and he didn’t feel any better than yesterday. He got a cold the other day after getting soaked up in the rain during kendo practice. Normally, things like that wouldn’t really happen but he was already feeling sick from jet lag and he felt stressed up that his resistance couldn’t take it anymore. He tried to stand up but he ended up falling on the ground.
“Mm… crap.”he murmured as he tried to stand again. This time, the attempt was more successful.
He went into the bathroom and washed his face. He brushed his hair with his fingers as he slumped on a chair nearby: the last of his energy finally draining out of him. His mind kept flashing images of the other members of the Host Club and it gave him a little courage to try to stand up and at least get prepared to meet them but his body wouldn’t allow him to move anymore. He closed his eyes once more hoping to doze off to sleep. He was too weak to care if he slept inside the bathroom.