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Arima Kousei POV:

Seto Hiroko closed the windows of my room to prevent water from getting in my room while it's pouring out harshly outside my room. I am in an inescapable agony right now. My chest is aching and I can't stop my tears from falling down my eyes. If I don't, I don't know what I will do to my painful emotions. It was all better for me to feel numb but the people around me were bringing me out of my shell. They were able to destroy the wall I made to numb myself. I don't want to feel this kind of endless pain.

Dr. Toyama and Dr. Mika made me go back to the past for five times in a row in a week. They made me repeat telling them what I witnessed when I was fifteen years old. I want to give up but they won't let me. It's torture to me when they force me to retell them the past. After they made me repeatedly telling them what happened to me at my house where I found my father died five years ago for five consecutive times in a week, they reported to Seto-san that they will still need me to talk to them until I tell them everything I know.

After I repeated what I saw years ago for so many times, they chose to already begin helping me delve into my subconscious and let go of the memories I had forgotten but were actually relevant to why the suspect of my father's death was chasing me.

They just finished the sixth session of therapy with them. Like all sessions, I was always left behind crying on my bed. "How long will I have to keep talking to them, Seto-san? It hurts terribly. I want the pain to stop."

Seto Hiroko closed the blinds of my room that night. "You only told them how you hate that your parents died early. Kousei, is there anything you know or what you saw that could be important why you are being chased?"

"I don't know. I never saw anything suspicious enough that could make me a target. I never saw someone get kidnapped or overhear dangerous information," I told her.

"Any memory you know that is important to you?" she asked me.

"Mom passed away. Dad passed away. Kaori passed away! I don't know anything else that could be important or significant for me. The only thing I know, mom began training me to play the piano exactly as how the composer intended it to be after she received a musical piece from an old, tall man who does have a scar on his cheeks," I told her. "She told me that I would be the only person who would be able to play it."

"Kousei, do you remember how old you were at the time you received it?" she asked me.

"Everything changed, especially with mom when I was seven years old," I told her. "She was already sick when I was seven years old. That is also the time she made me enter a lot of competitions."

She dried my tears. "Should I give you your antidepressants so you can sleep better?"

I nodded. After I drank my medicine, I just sat on my bed. I don't know what I'll do. I want to feel better already. They want me to feel better.

When will I feel better?

As I sit on my bed with my blankets on and listen to the drops of water outside my room, I slowly closed my eyelids to sleep. I hope when I wake up, I'm all better already.

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Seto Hiroko POV:

After I put on the blankets back on him, I took off his eyeglasses. That was when I have noticed that he really isn't a boy anymore but a young man already. Even so, he's still acting like a fifteen years old boy. It's understandable as he was locked up in that age due to his trauma. His friends had matured already but he is the one left behind. My husband entered his room while I was cleaning his shaking hands. "Why do you keep taking care of that child?"

"Genichi, this child needs my help. There won't be anyone who will be with him if I leave him," I answered him. "I stood up as his guardian while his father's away. Now that he does not have them, he was left all alone. I'm the only one left to take care of him."

He took a deep breath as he seat at Kousei's right side. I noticed that he looked at him pitifully. "How is he?"

"He's slowly getting better. Ever since the Japanese Secret Service took him as their responsibility, he's able to get better," I told him. "They sent doctors to take care of him."

He folded his arms. "Forgive me if I was too hard on you when you took him from the mental institution before. I was just worried. Seeing how much you care for him made me know how much you love the child, Hiroko! Even if you do love him and you are taking care of him, you never missed being with us. I felt that sometimes you feel guilty that you aren't going home to us. I want to help you to carry the burden, Hiroko. Koharu will be with us here. She is old enough to be by herself. Let me help you, Hiroko."

I was in awe when he said all of those words to me. I stood up from my seat as well and hugged him. "Thank you, Genichi! Thank you!"

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The next day, Genichi brought Koharu with him.  Of course, I took care of things and helped them organize. The house we are in is actually an expensive one and is complete with appliances. It's large enough to fit five people. Kousei's in the largest room at my house and it's near the bathroom and kitchen. I informed my husband that he needs a huge room to feel better since I don't want him to feel that he's inside a mental institution again where rooms were too narrow. I gave him an unused room in front of the living room.

As Genichi's organizing his room, I went inside Kousei's room. I noticed that he's sitting on his bed and is looking at the huge glass window I just opened for him. "Kousei?" I called him as I close the door.

He didn't reply to me. He just kept on looking at the window. A few seconds later, he asked me, "Who's outside my room, Seto-san?"

I smiled at him. "We do have companions. My husband left our old town to help me take care of you."

He stared at my eyes and held his hands tightly. "Am I such a bother to you? Did you call them so that someone else can take care of me? Who are they, Seto-san? I don't want nurses. I have bad experiences with them. Are you not going to take care of me already?"

I immediately sat on his large bed as I can see that he's sad. He might be thinking that he's a heavy burden. "No. No. You are important to me. I won't leave you, okay? I'll always be with you."

I stood up and caressed him. I let him cry on me after a while. After he calmed down, I gave him his porridge. His doctors recommended that he can't eat solid foods yet or any sugary stuff. He also can't take chocolates and coffee. Only water is allowed to be given to him. After he ate his food, I gave him his medicines. I pulled out a white shirt and pants on his drawer. I was actually about to tell Kousei that it's time for him to change clothes when my husband knocked on my door. I opened it and that's when I saw that he's carrying paper bags and plastic bags. "Why are you here?"

He didn't look at me but on the clothes that I'm holding. "Tsk. The reason why I came here was that I'm getting annoyed by how you dress him. How can he feel normal if you always make him wear white clothes?"

"What's wrong with white clothes?" I asked. "Those were his clothes for a long time."

"He's not in the mental institution anymore, Hiroko. He's at a house with a piano and television in front of him. Have you ever make him watch television?" he asked me.

"I actually didn't think about it," I told him.

He gave me the paper and plastic bags. "Let him wear normal clothes, Hiroko. Something comfortable but different from the white clothes you took from the mental institution. I bought it for him."

I accepted it immediately. "Thank you. This will help."

"Seto-san?" Kousei was calling me. I stared back at my husband but I don't know if it's okay to go to him now. I was able to breathe fine when Genichi pushed me to go to him and closed the door for me.

I took out his new clothes from the paper bags and smiled when I saw that he bought new pajamas for him to wear. They're plain, striped and checkered pajamas. None are white. Most were blue and maroon. I chose to give him the blue pajamas. Blue is his favorite color after all. I went closer to him again to change his clothes. I took off his white clothes and replaced them with it. He looked at his new clothes and I could see that his new clothes gave him a big smile.

Well, Genichi seemed correct in giving him colored clothes. "It feels nostalgic to wear a pajama again, Seto-san."

"My husband bought it for you," I told him.

"Thank you, Seto-san," he told me. "Seto-san, I think I know the reason why someone killed my father."

Those words made me surprised and I know that I have to listen intently. "What is it, Kousei?"

"My mom was so strict. She made me play the piano according to how the composer intended it to be. I remember that she cried in front of an old man after she received a musical piece. The man's musical piece is entitled 'One Word in Every Sea.' She explained to me that for me to be ready to understand it and read its hidden message, I have to attain technical perfection. She changed so much after she had it. She wants me to be the one able to read what it means since she can't play the piano anymore," he told me.

"Are you saying Saki trained you to read the musical piece's hidden message?" I asked him.

He nodded. "I don't know. I just think it's an important message that my mom left for me. I know that I have to find it. I have to go back to the old house and look for it, Seto-san. My father's enemy could be looking for it. It might be something important."

I tucked him in with his blankets after that. He can't get out of his bed yet and so, I just put pillows on his back and head as he sits on his bed.

Kousei, whatever it is, I will be at your back supporting you.

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