hi guys! wowie another book... i'm so sorry. i hope that these oneshots make up for it though! don't know why i didn't capitalize stuff but oh well! also this story is about hanahaki disease so if you don't know what that is, a quick google search may help you out a bit, but to summarize it's basically when one person loves another but doesn't tell them. the love grows and grows until flowers begin to bloom the the person's lungs. it can be cured by when the other reciprocates the feelings or surgery. the surgery, however, will in turn rid the person of the feelings all together. i hope that you guys have a wonderful day/night <3 peachy

i couldn't take my eyes off of her; no, she wasn't a guest. nor a host. rather, she was a friend of Haruhi's. that's it. she would come to help out every once in a while, carrying plates of sweets to all the tables.

her name was Y/n and since the day we first met, i had always felt a little lump in my throat when we talked. butterflies in my stomach when we stood close. heat in my face when she smiled, even if it wasn't at me. i could go on and on, but that would be a waste of words, now wouldn't it?"Mori-senpai!" a fairy-like voice called out from the classroom door. a petite girl stood near the doorway, her small frame hugged tightly by her gym clothes. "Are you ready for kendo class?!"

"Yup." I replied per usual as she bounced around, reminding me a lot of Mitsuki. However, even that small conversation brought a familiar pain back into my throat. usually it stayed deep in my lungs, making it bearable, even if barely so. i quickly covered my mouth, tears whelming up in my eyes. "Mori-senpai?!" Y/n instantly was at my side, her hand on my back as I doubled over, trying to hold everything back.

"i-i-i'll be back," luckily, i was able to choke out those words while still holding both the petals and the blood back in my mouth. without another word, i ran out of the classroom, almost knocking over students in the hall. "Mori-senpai!" i heard Y/n call after me, but i kept going. petals slipped through my fingers, landing on the polished marble behind me. some students gave me strange glances, my bamboo kendo sword smacking against my body. Mitsuki's words rang out in my head, "Takashi! hanahaki is very bad... even Usa-chan agrees with me. i don't want you to be hurt Takashi. you have to tell Y/n how you feel! or else you're just gonna be in even worse pain! please Takashi... if you do it, i'll even give you the strawberry on my cake!"

finally, i made it out to the courtyard; stumbling onto the grass, coughs racked through my chest. bits of bloody petals spilled out of my mouth as i gasped desperately for air. my hands clawed at the lush grass, the final bell for classes ringing in harmony with the ones in my head. "Mori-senpai!" i whipped around at the sound of that familiar voice. tears spilling from her eyes, Y/n raced toward me. "Mori-senpai!" she called again, tackling me in a tight hug on the grass.

"Y/n? why are you-" i was cut off my the horrible throbbing pain, forcing me to heave while lying on the ground. "Mori!" small flowers burst forward from my lips, each one erupting another wave of pain. their soft pink petals were splattered by the dark ruby of my own blood. "wait, senpai, this couldn't be harahaki disease, could it?!" Y/n had her worried face a breadth away from mine, my heart pounding rapidly.

"It's not big deal..." again, i somehow coughed out the words along side more small petals and flowers. "Mori you idiot!" Y/n grabbed my shirt angrily, hot tears pouring down her cheeks at this point. "how can you say that this isn't a big deal! you could die dumbass!" her voice was riddled by the occasional hiccuping, but that didn't make it any less powerful. she jumped up, frantically wringing her hands. "who is it Mori-senpai?! i'll go tell them! i'm sure any girl would jump at the chance to be your love!"

i grabbed her hand, forcefully pulling her back down until she was laying gently on top of me. "it's now or never," i told myself, the sickening agony in my chest only worsened by the newfound nerves. "I've never been very good with words Y/n, and these flowers aren't making it any better." i steeled my nerves with a deep, excruciating breath. "Y/n, i'm in love with you."

before i could read her reaction, a pair of soft lips pressed against my slightly chapped ones. the metallic petals that remained in my mouth melted away when a small tongue slipped through my mouth. Y/n's delicate hands cupped my face, her fingers stroking my jawline. i immediately kissed her back with just as much vigor, so eager to memorize the taste of her mouth; this moment that i wanted so badly that it hurt.

when she finally had to let go from lack of air, i couldn't open my eyes for a moment. the pleasure of that moment weighed heavy on my body, but my breaths felt light and free. i could hear her little gasps and that's when i decided to face the light again.a bright blush attacked Y/n's face as she stared down at the fallen petals. "Mori-senpai i'm sorry i just-!"

"Y/n. stop. you're very good at kissing. i quite enjoyed that." i couldn't help but chuckle when she hid her face anyway in her hands, muttering a string of childish insults. entranced by her adorable abashed state, i brought her close in a tight hug. "i love you, Y/n." my lips tickled against her ear, the words flowing easily. naturally.

Y/n brought her hands down and away from her face, showing off a shy smile. "i love you too Mori..." a small squeeze in my chest followed, but unlike before, it wasn't painful. rather, it was one of the best feelings that i've ever had. well, there was one that was better.

i pulled Y/n in for a second kiss, soft sakura petals raining down on the both of us, a rather twisted scenery after the months of agony that i had gone through to get here.