A month and sixteen days had passed since Bokuto's final visit to Akaashi's home, and once he'd been taken back to the hospital, the doctors and nurses made sure to keep a closer eye on him, and with good reason. But for what it's worth, my name is Bokuto.". i felt sad abt it, im jus really confused at the ending, like was it a dream, hallucination, afterlife,etc? They don't know how to H-heal me, so" From beneath the blanket, Akaashi could see Bokuto's shoulders rise and fall. "I'm going straight to sleep.". "Um Bokuto? He, too, did not intend on showing up to any funeral. "No. Akaashi shrugged. "I'm already in Death row. Sometimes I think I'm funny. Kuroo's voice was reserved and reluctant. Thank you for reading, it means a lot that you've read through my work! Bokuto refused to budge. Bokuto reached a hand out, aimlessly trying to swat Akaashi's own hand away. "Well, you're laughing now" He tried to hide his smile. Bokuto only complied and stuck his entire arm out instead, watching as each individual snowflake passed around his limb, as if none wanted to touch him. As Akaashi said this, he held out an arm, as if readying himself for some sort of hug. Work Search: Bokuto nodded once more. They asked about the blanket and the scarf, but they never asked about Bokuto. stardustcrusader28 i would have to research more about the disease, but bokuto was probably suffering all that day, slowly decaying more and more until he couldn't sustain himself anymore and passed away. He opened his notes application and held the device in front of Bokuto. "You seem a bit anxious." "Ha! I mean, will they let you out of the hospital? He was much like Akaashi, sitting on the same side of the bed, a good distance apart from his visitor. "You've only been here for like, thirty minutes. He started down the hall, sighing heavily, intent on rushing home. His head was down and his fingers moved swiftly over the buttons on the gaming device that he held in his hands. I know a gymnasium we can go to], [Is that too long a wait? "What?". "Do you want to watch a movie?". "You were out for about an hour.". He was now more curious than he'd ever been before. ], [I don't know any other way to put it. As Bokuto backed away from the window, Akaashi was quick to close it, locking the bitter night air out of the room for the remainder of the night. Slowly, he reached a hand out and closed it over the twitching one, his four fingers fitting into Bokuto's palm. "About three hours." "Please hold onto it, Bokuto.". Kuroo didn't seem surprised in the slightest. He pulled and tugged at them restlessly. He stared at Bokuto and could only nod with whatever it was he thought he was agreeing with. He kept his eyes half-lidded and his movements reserved, clinging onto the false hope that Bokuto wasn't moving because he didn't want to wake him. He whispered softly, his voice shaking in his throat. "Okay." He suffered no nightmares, nor did he see anything remotely close to a dream. Akaashi's eyes lowered, focusing on the arm that was attached to the hand that he was holding. You'll still be the best. His hands picked at the small lint rolls that stuck to his sheet. As much as it infuriated him, he knew that Bokuto wasn't going to go anywhere unless he let him into his home first. Emerald eyes searched Bokuto's own for an honest answer. I was just thinking." After a moment, quietly, he spoke. "Take a seat. Akaashi stared at his shoes. People with dissociative disorders escape reality in ways that are involuntary and unhealthy and cause problems with functioning in everyday life. His eyes read. Akaashi watched Bokuto, listening to every word he said. More than 100,000 cattle were confirmed infected. From the background of the video, a low voice could be heard. No one was around." He turned his head slowly to look at Bokuto, and watched him as he lay in his arms. Akaashi was at a loss for words. Mustering a weak nod, Bokuto's lips curled at the sides just a bit more. He was wasting time, asking for something that he did not want in the least. There, he parted the glass slightly. A puff of smoke came from him as he exhaled. In Another Life LittleLuxray 4.68 768 ratings185 reviews Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. At times, Akaashi would look through the conversations that he'd shared with him. My home is not a place for you to be right now. The hospital AU that no body asked for, but that I took upon myself to write. If he had known that sending simple text messages would have turned into daily hospital visits, then he would have never handed over his cell number. Akaashi's eyebrows knit together. I most definitely did not sob reading this. It was warm on him, certainly something that one would find comforting, but as he stirred in bed, he was certain that something was off. "Of course." It hurt him to think that Bokuto had barely even experienced the joys of a young adult's life before that crippling disease had taken a hold of him. He'd usually ask yes or no questions, ones that were easy for Bokuto to answer with a nod or shake of the head. But even so, Bokuto still suffered from trembling spells, and they would come in small, short bursts and last only several seconds before his body became too weak to keep it up. Akaashi closed his eyes against him. Akaashi stepped to the side. Akaashi bounced the ball off the floor twice. And at such an early damn age, too?" Bokuto whispered. Thank you for stopping by, your interest means everything to me. to watch kuroo slowly die was a kind of pain i didn't know existed. Bokuto looked exhausted beyond belief, yet there he stood, excited to make his way to the gymnasium. what disease did, bokuto have in another lifeturkish airlines flight 981 victims. He held the same position and felt himself dozing off "I'm sorry." Kuroo bid Bokuto farewell for the time being, while Kenma made his way downstairs to exit the building. Despite this, Bokuto was still close enough for their arms to touch. Absolutely not. Akaashi shoved his visitor lightly. His frustration slowly faded, and all that was left behind upon his pale face was a look of defeat. Bokuto's fingers touched at Akaashi's knuckles. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, Bokuto rubbed the back of his neck. His breathing was controlled, much like one of a person's who was actually asleep. His fingers remained stiff for quite some time as his eyes read the introductory paragraph over and over again. Bokuto knew this, and now Akaashi did, too. "I envy you. ", Bokuto grinned. 42766 guests 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. He faked a smile. Bokuto was such a strange one. Sho, known as Shawn in the US dub, is the male lead of The Secret World of Arrietty. The other spoke in a quiet voice, low and brooding. Stuffing his phone in his pocket, Akaashi shrugged. Bokuto captured it all, and in no time, he found himself laughing too. He couldn't bring himself to read over the last four words of the text again and ultimately shut off his phone. "I don't want you to grow any m-more attached to me th-than y-you already are. "Please, it will only take a second. I hardly could read because of the tears in my eyes, everything was blurry. He'd scroll up, up, up until the first text, then would scroll all the way down again, waiting for the ellipse to appear on the lower left side of the screen. As if straight from a cartoon, out popped a tall male from Bokuto's room, with stark black hair that both hung over his face and stuck out in all directions. There was no hiding it. That had been the fifth time that month where Akaashi had to tear himself out of another nightmare. I showed up to your house unannounced at three in the morning. i mean, i felt sad sure but I didn't really get the last few parts, like was it a dream, was Akaashi having a hallucination, did he die from a broken heart and that was like a vision of some of his best moments with Bokuto, etc. Unconsciously, his hand grasped Akaashi's own, and he dragged it down with his lack of strength, causing both of them to startle. The sky was already black. Don't you have it in your laptop? i was disappointed they didn't fricking kiss and bokuto's death is just the saddest thing in the world. He'd only spoken to Kuroo once before, and they barely exchanged any words. Okay but if someone could explain to me the ending of In Another Life by littleluxray that would be very nice. Looking up from the laptop screen, Bokuto directed his attention to Akaashi. Then I'll have to walk you to the hospital before the doctors find out you're missing and lose their minds. [I'm well, thank you Just catching up on some volleyball things], [VOLLEYBALL?! It had been some time since Akaashi set foot into that hospital. People walked by him, around him, up and down the halls, to and fro, but no one seemed to notice him. He kept himself against Bokuto and held onto him with what little strength he had left in him. "It's freezing." "Setter. Akaashi realized that those smiles he'd seen before were smiles of denial forced grins that tried desperately to trick Bokuto into thinking that everything would be fine. Hesitating, he turned, pivoting on one foot to stare back at the small one who sat by his lonesome. It's a long movie, and I've watched it about seven times already. He couldn't feel it. ", "Not to my knowledge. Bokuto would've taken an hour. I thought you fell asleep.]. "Let's just go.". please dont make this flop i has to rearead EVERYTHING just so that i could be in the "feels" making this video. 3) Akaashi died in the end, and meets Bokuto in the afterlife. "Is your bed alright?" He'd be furious with everyone in there, and he knew that the same pain burned within Akaashi, too. There was a longing in his eyes that Akaashi couldn't stand to see. I won't let you go. Keeping his eyes closed, Akaashi took in the feeling of this. He held it in his shaking hands and closed his eyes in an attempt to try and find sleep again. Out there, the sickly one trembled like a new born animal, even with the extra jacket that Akaashi had offered him. as well as fandom for a reason, but reading it hit so much harder than I anticipated. Pretty much the only thing wrong with me is that I can't sleep!]. This might be confusing, but that's immediately what I thought. The page loaded. ", Akaashi turned his head to face Kuroo. "So Three hours is nothing." Bokuto gathered the navy blue blanket in his arms, and cautiously threw it around his shoulders. He did not seem to take offense easily. Akaashi blinked slowly. He was staring outside at the white clouds that shrouded the skies, mesmerized by just how colorless it made everything seem. He chuckled and rubbed at his face wearily. He lost the ability to walk a little more than a week ago. I may not be as sharp as I used to, but that whole 'Time flies when you're having fun,' rule still applies to me, even today.". With what little strength he had left, Bokuto beamed. ", "And then they'd turn my room upside down in an attempt to find me. I like to think of this as the, of course, depression part of his Bipolar. "Stop trying to act like this isn't such a big deal You may not think it is, but I" He paused and reached his arms out to get in another shove. more depressing than the outsiders. "Of course. His green eyes then fell to study his paling skin; his veins were easily noticeable now, and they bulged from beneath his flesh whenever he moved. He made his way up the same path, walking swiftly and without pause. In a daze, Akaashi's last words were, "Good night, Koutarou," before he slipped off into a deep sleep. by | Jun 30, 2022 | niebaum coppola family select | brian allen rams high school | Jun 30, 2022 | niebaum coppola family select | brian allen rams high school "This is Akaashi. Akaashi is a former intern in this hospital, and he loaths it. Those yellow eyes of his would often dart to the floor, then to the ceiling, around the room, and back to the floor, but he would never look at Akaashi. I guess I can wait that long. He breathed in that familiar scent that he'd grown so attached to, then exhaled quietly against Bokuto's prominent collar bone. June 2, 2022 by by He slowly lowered his head and folded his arms. It was a dreary place for him, a place he was not fond of, but a place he was obligated to visit. Kuroo." He stretched and stifled a yawn, pushed a hand through the mess that was his hair, and relaxed his head against Akaashi's shoulder. But instead, he was greeted with nothing. Akaashi groaned softly and covered his face. His breathing evened out and in no time, he could feel himself slipping, slowly, into the warm grasp of sleep, unable to resist. Akaashi was dumbfounded. His eyes looked down at Bokuto's hands. This is strange. He was kind of difficult to keep up with, and Akaashi felt like this would be a long term sort of thing. The black haired male bounced the ball again and walked over to position. ", "I am. "And nothing you say will make me leave.". "Nope." "He turned twenty only three months ago", Akaashi lowered his head. "Do you think you can toss to me?". He strode to him quickly, cupping the already melting snow in his hands. He held them against his frame in the twenty degree weather, and though many people gave him strange looks and watched him side-ways, none of this affected him in the slightest. The both of them had sat down long ago, leaving Bokuto and Kuroo to their own business as they wandered about and waved their arms around in their animated way of speaking. He wasted no time ascending the steps needed to get to the part of the hospital where he'd almost reached all that time ago. Akaashi felt his heart sink to his stomach. "Get inside." He could practically hear the frown in his voice. He'd flinched hard and sat up quickly, closing his hand over his mouth to subdue the almost hysteric sounds that came from him. Maybe taking him outside for a while would do him some good. "It's just A slow, downhill ride f-from here. So he stayed in place, holding onto Bokuto, taking in his company for one last time before he'd never see him again. Those yellow eyes examined everything, adamant with taking all of it in. Tried so hard to keep himself together, but he knew he was too weak to pull such a bluff. He only waved goodbye at a staring Akaashi before following his small friend down the stairs. "Come on" Akaashi reached a hand out to help Bokuto to his feet. He swallowed thickly and looked out the window. 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. In another life bokuto x akaashi - Fan art (2) (Not my story all credits goes to LittleLuxray on ao3) Summary : Sleeping didn't come as easy as it used to. Akaashi looked down and away from Bokuto, then back to the window. His hands at his sides, Bokuto bowed. DID is usually caused by past trauma. "Are you sure you should be going out in the cold like that?". "I used to handle the cold better than this." A sugar replacement used in many stevia, monk-fruit, keto and other reduced-sugar products marketed for weight loss and diabetes has been linked to stroke, heart attack and early death, a new . WE HAVE TO PLAY TOGETHER.]. Bokuto's automatic reaction to the warmth was to curl his fingers around Akaashi's grasp. I read 5 sad hq ff cz I'm a broken idiot and the galaxy is endless and in another life hurt me on such a deep level. It wasn't long before Akaashi had leaned his head on Kuroo's shoulder, as he, too, fell victim to the sorrow that slowly ate him alive. His only intention was leaving. He chuckles. His hands showed what his face dared not. "How does it feel? Ridiculous." The hand that supported his weight against the windowsill trembled without pause, and his other remained outside, shaking in the cold dead of night. which ABSOFUCKINGLUTELY BROKE ME TO PIECES. Bokuto had his head turned away. externally i'm smiling probably because i'm trying to hide all those FEELS. Bokuto was very different from everyone else Akaashi had ever met before him. "No, no, no, no-" He pulled away from the windowsill and ran out of his room, straight downstairs and to the front door. He looked in Akaashi's direction. Storms trigger them.". Why must I always run into the strange ones? His head rested on mine with the weight of someone's who's unconscious.". After what felt like the longest ten seconds of his life, a sudden shudder charged down Akaashi's spine, causing goose bumps to rise on his flesh. "Keep him company from now on. Kuroo finally left the room after four minutes or so, having forgotten that he was supposed to leave in the first place. Akaashi frowned and felt that familiar pain pierce his chest. People keep saying they cried at the ending but i'm just here dry eyed. Kuroo asked with a hushed tone. He nudged the bridge of his nose against the cool skin. Not a word left him, even as he reached a hand up to wipe at his face again. I don't regret meeting you.". The drastic weight loss was awful enough, but as if to add insult to injury, Bokuto's worsening condition also made it increasingly difficult for him to walk, move, and speak. I've got time.]. Trying so hard to fit in that small amount of sleep that would get him through the next day, and Akaashi wanted to help. Guessing quickly, Akaashi muttered, "One?". He moved in his seat and sat straight against the head of the bed, then looked down at Bokuto. He looked to the lower right corner of the screen. Often times, however, Akaashi would disagree with his parents, unhappy with the suggestions they'd given him. "I'm fine. Two weeks had passed since Akaashi's last visit, and to his dismay, he found himself on the same aimless path back to the same dreaded hospital. That night was no different as Akaashi repeated this action for the twentieth time that day, his thumb scrolling up and down for minutes on end until he finally came to a stop. It never failed to comfort Akaashi. what disease did, bokuto have in another life. Why the hell did this have to happen to him? "That was your idea of a joke?". He used to be bigger than Kuroo, but now he's the one who's smaller. Wincing a bit, Akaashi squinted at his phone screen. "Drowning in something black, sort of like tar. "See you in three hours." Bokuto missed Akaashi's set twelve times. It took all of his power not to flinch when he'd felt the unfamiliar touch. I can still walk around and get to where I have to go! "Is there something wrong with me standing here?" Wincing, Akaashi turned his head away. ", "That's the same thing!" He almost didn't want to come today, either. It had been sent two hours ago. He glared at them intensely with that same placid expression of his, making this look all the more unnerving. Akaashi dragged a hand down his face. In seconds, Kenma was down the hall and making his way down the stairs, having completely ignored Kuroo as well. Akaashi.". On the numbingly cold day that was January 3rd, at 8:04 PM, snow had fallen for the first time that year. Akaashi entered the building and greeted the woman at the front desk, as always. His mind wouldn't allow him to. Minutes passed, and in time, Akaashi could feel Bokuto relaxing against him, the signs of fatigue finally wearing him down. You don't look like shit." He instead continued to stare in Akaashi's direction with hopeful eyes. He looked up, and his gaze found Bokuto's. Why is that? Dissociative identity disorder (DID) is a mental health condition. His eyes where set forward. Several hours had passed since the message from Kuroo, and both Bokuto and Akaashi didn't do much. So please Let me have this.". Akaashi flinched. He figured it was already past five in the afternoon. ", Bokuto snorted. He's going to be fine. It was amazing. "How many words are there? From: Bokuto (Sent July 29th at 11:56 PM). Not in front of Bokuto. It doesn't make any sense.". My friend is." With barely an ounce of strength left, Bokuto pulled himself up a tad to get a better look outside. He brought his hand down to his side. The ending is Akaashi dreaming, but Bokuto's soul/spirit is with Akaashi in his dream, and Bokuto "found him" In another life. He studied the back of Bokuto's head, eying the messy strands of black and white hair that overlapped each other. "It m-makes me Feel like I'll h-have another life One beyond this one One that's better Wh.. Where I can actually wake up to you and be with y you" A smile played on his pale, thin lips. Outside, the sky above grew dark as clouds rolled in. Nodding once, Akaashi acknowledged Kuroo's words, but did not know how to respond to them. Bokuto grumbled to himself. Akaashi didn't want to bring up the fact that Bokuto probably would no longer possess the ability to walk by the time any snow did get a chance to fall, so he kept his mouth shut. He focused on nothing Something he remembered Kenma doing. He leaned back in his chair. "Don't call me that." "Thank you." What is it?" The various identities control a person's behavior at different times. Same old, same old. That he wasn't another one of those illusions his mind would create. Akaashi felt his chest rise. He almost couldn't find his voice, but when he did, he tried his best to keep it from shaking. The ball was tossed back to him, and again, he got back to tossing the ball for Bokuto. He moved forward. Bokuto kept his finger up, then moved his hand to point it at himself. Other than those things, Bokuto found it nearly impossible to stomach anything else. Once Akaashi had left the hospital, he never looked back. You had a nightmare? There was something strange about the excitement in his tone. Are you feeling better?]. "You've been shivering. He tried to hide his grin with his hand, but it was still visible from the gaps between his fingers. Pursing his lips timidly, Akaashi ceased to speak. Kenma rubbed his nose with his sleeve. He found he had nothing more to say. Akaashi hadn't even mustered his first word before Bokuto snapped his head to the side to give him his undivided attention. Imagine their faces when they notice I'm not even in my room." Thank you, Koutarou, for talking to me me in the hall that day And asking me if I was alright. Guilt bubbled up within Akaashi's chest. Akaashi nodded, glad to have made an acquaintance, and would have relaxed into his seat if not for the sudden disembodied voice that startled him soon after Kenma's sentence. He approached his bedside silently. He tried to aim for it at the very least, but found it difficult to. But Akaashi knew that this wasn't the case. I don't think I've ever heard you laugh, or seen you smile for that matter. He did the only thing that he could and nodded again, then closed his eyes, and slightly turned his head away. He smiled. "What would you have chosen to say?". 75. "What is it? Genres Fan FictionLGBTRomanceBoys LoveAnimeQueerManga 104 pages, ebook Published January 1, 2015 Book details & editions ], [I see. Akaashi closed his eyes and sighed, swaying absentmindedly in his step, opening his eyes just in time to swiftly avoid colliding with someone. He watched as Kuroo walked away, far enough for small details to become blurred. It was cold and shook in short bursts. He wouldn't show this, but Kuroo's words had hit him harder than he could ever imagine. Perplexed, Akaashi directed his full attention to Bokuto. You shouldn't be-". "I hadn't noticed that one was rolling in." Why did he lack the understanding of just how serious his condition was? Akaashi never knew that Bokuto was one to suddenly sulk on a dime. Akaashi stifled a laugh. "I know You hate hosp-itals. Now on to another one I have noticed. I don't want to know them. "That's Fine with me." It brought him back to his high school days. "That weather will only hurt you. ", "It's more than that!" Bokuto quieted himself, curled up, and watched on as the movie started. His voice was full of excitement as he proceeded to enter the name for his new contact. No one could hear me. Do something Akaashi closed his mouth and swallowed. The night sky had suddenly become a pale blue, and the warm orange glow of the sun slowly spread across the horizon. He snorted in laughter. He eyed the blonde one for quite a while. I've heard a lot about you in the short hour that I've been here.". 'All I can say is that sleeping doesn't come as easily as it used to.'. I know I don't have much time left." "No, it's alright. He felt the need to keep most of his questions at bay. He dreamt of nothing in particular that night. Those honey-hued eyes took in all that they could of Akaashi's laughing face. Kenma almost murmured the words. 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. Looking down swiftly, Akaashi's sights locked onto his hands. [I don't believe you on that 'Yeah' part. The bedsheets crumpled beneath his hands. "You will get through this. Bokuto covered his mouth and coughed suddenly. His lips quivered before he could form his words. An 'It's alright,' could be heard from behind him, but it soon faded as Akaashi continued forward. He drags you back in. "May I ask your name?" He wears a white shirt and blue trousers, and is also seen wearing pyjamas in the movie when it is his bedtime. He looked at him and exhaled through his nose quietly. Bokuto leaned in and touched his forehead to Akaashi's. "Impossible-" He pulled apart the blinds and looked down. At other times, he would just tell him things that were on his mind. "You don't. Bokuto tightened his grasp in that automatic way he always did. He spoke gently in Bokuto's direction. With one elbow on the bed, he held his phone so that the both of them could see. He left the room quickly, leaving Bokuto by his lonesome. The taller, dark haired male gestured to them. "Well now you have. That night, he dreamt of the first night Bokuto had come over his home. He watched the ball roll further away from them, and expected to see Bokuto trailing it, but instead saw nothing. His golden eyes searched the room for Akaashi. He waved and jogged out, knowing that if he didn't hurry, he'd have to spend several more minutes trying to catch up to a wandering Kenma. "If it isn't too much trouble, may I come over?". He only sniffed on occasion, and shifted in place, but never did he say anything to oppose Akaashi's decision. Bokuto's head lolled to the side, directing his attention back to the movie. They didn't speak for a moment, and the room was filled with the hushed sounds of the outside. "No. He let it fall over his stomach, and there it rested. He watched Bokuto with a wary gaze, unaware of what he was to say next. Akaashi inhaled deeply and closed his eyes, his eyebrows knitting together as his brow creased. "I've been cooped up in this place for too long. Akaashi leaned over in his seat to move himself closer to Bokuto. "Good night." "I'm very bad at measuring time now, too, if you haven't noticed. At some time while Akaashi was spacing out, the blue blanket that surrounded Bokuto had been pulled up just below his chin, with only his arm hanging out to hold onto Akaashi's hand. Hesitantly, Akaashi barely managed to wave back before he heard his name being called from that all too familiar room, by that all too familiar voice. Akaashi squeezed his hands together to keep them from shaking uncontrollably. He just breathed now. Akaashi glanced in the direction of where Bokuto was staring. He twisted his fingers and pursed his lips, wary of what Kuroo would say next. Akaashi already knew where he had to go. "I have to go, Bokuto." It would cause less spasms to grip Bokuto's body, allowing him to unwind more than he usually could. Akaashi would also murmur quiet things to him from time to time, to keep up a small, often one sided conversation. He remained in the same position and only moved his hand to wipe at his face again. Bokuto didn't respond. Posted by: Category: Sem categoria . He said lightheartedly, his fingers trembling around his phone. "I don't Know much about this Disease. The smile on Bokuto's lips grew just a little more, signifying that he'd answered yes to Akaashi's question. "It was sudden." He pat the empty space next to him animatedly. the chaotic, crazy, happy-when-he's-not-in-emo-mode bokuto crying absolutely broke me. I honestly dont know what to say Other then Im emotionally destroyed. Haikyuu!! Akaashi tried to hide his frown. "Thank you, Koutarou." He would have to close Bokuto's blinds and take his mind off of it somehow. "What? "Give me a break here." He could smell his faint scent. He found it strange, how Bokuto was the one walking around when he was the sick one out of the lot. He set the drinks down and shuffled into bed, as if trying not to wake the other. Bokuto plopped onto the mattress right after those words, bumping his head against Akaashi's shoulder. Again, thank you! He remained in place silently. Pursing his lips, Akaashi let his head fall back into the pillows.
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