Aburatsubo died.

No just kidding. What kind of story would this be? I just couldn't wait to start the next chapter, kind of my Christmas present to you. Sorry, and my Chanukah, Kwanzaa, and any other holiday present. Well read on.

99 Red Balloons

Aburatsubo had fallen unconscious. An arm splashed into the water and grabbed Aburatsubo's shirt. The person pulled him out and laid him on the ground. The person slapped his cheeks and checked his breath. Aburatsubo wasn't breathing.

"Aburatsubo! Aburatsubo! Wake up!" The person was yelling at him.

In the unconscious of his mind he heard his name being called, but he didn't want to wake up.

The cold rain and chilly air was not helping Aburatsubo's condition. The person took off their sweater and wrapped it around Aburatsubo. The person slapped his cheeks a few more times and decided there was only one thing left.

The person opened Aburatsubo's mouth and breathed in warm air, then pushed his chest.

"Come on, wake up!"

The person did it again. Aburatsubo coughed up water and slowly regained consciousness. His vision slowly returned and he looked at the person. It was Nanaka.

"I was worried about you." She said.

"Wait." He thought. The voice was not that of Nanaka's.

"Takeo?" He whispered.

"Yes?" Came Takeo's voice.

"Is it really you? You saved me?"

"Of course I did. I've been following you since after school. It looked like you didn't have any sleep and I was worried you were going to get in trouble."

Aburatsubo's vision had completely regained and it was indeed Takeo. He shielded Aburatsubo from the rain. His thin school shirt was drenched and see-thru. He picked up Aburatsubo and carried him home.

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Takeo opened the front door to Aburatsubo's house and carried him upstairs. He took off Aburatsubo's shirt, shoes, and socks and then wrapped him in a towel. He went into the bathroom and ran a hot bath for Aburatsubo. He dragged him in by the arms and propped him on the tub.

"Can you remove your pants and get in?" Takeo asked.

"Yes." He replied.

"Okay. I'll be in your room. Call if you need anything." He left and left the door open.

Takeo was soaked and shivering. He decided to change his clothes into some of Aburatsubo's. He looked funny in them. They were too long for him. He picked out some clothes to bring into the bathroom for Aburatsubo. When he walked in Aburatsubo was standing in the middle of the room with a towel around his waist. Takeo was startled and turned to leave.

"Wait." Aburatsubo whispered.

Takeo still had his back turned but he stopped to listen.

"Why? Why are you helping me?"

"You're my friend. I help my friends."

"So that's it? Just friends. We can never be more than just friends? Why help me then? I'd rather die."

"Don't say things like that."

"Why not? It's true."

Takeo turned around. He was crying.

"I don't want you to die. I might not love you the way you love me, but I still love you."

Takeo walked over and gave Aburatsubo a kiss.

"A kiss between friends, and maybe something more one day."

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The sun rose the next day and peered into Aburatsubo's room. He woke up with a stretch and looked outside his window. The sky was full of red balloons. He smiled and got dressed for school. Today he was going to try to win Takeo's love again.

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Awww. That was very OOC but it was all I could think of. I think it was very sweet and it turned out being a story for Aya/Takeo shippers only. I know the title really didn't go with the story so I wrote that last paragraph so I don't get mondo "Why did you call it that?" Well now I got to go clean the house. Happy reviewing.