Why Is This Girl So Shy Around Me?!
Futaba is now standing outside Sakuri's house. She had to call Makoto for the address since she didn't know it. Futaba knocks on the door.
"Coming!" Sakuri's mother yells.
The door opens.
"Oh, I assume you are one of Yasu's friends?"
"Yes and I came here to help out." Futaba replied.
"Come on in." She leads Futaba into the home and she switches her shoes.
"What's your name?" Sakuri's mother asks.
"It's Meinu Futaba."
"Nice to meet you Futuba-san. You can just call me Yui."
Futaba follows Yui into the living room not knowing what to do or how to help so she decides to say whatever comes first to mind.
"So how is Sakuri-san doing?"
"She still has a high fever but is getting better by the hour."
"How could I help. I don't want to just be a burden here wasting your time." Futaba thought to herself that since she is here already she might as well help as much as he can.
"Hmm...how about you help me out with making her some soup and rice." Yui asked.
The both of them get down to work. Yui is cooking the rice and Futuba is preparing the soup. Futuba is wearing an apron and while thinking about how she is cooking Makoto comes to her mind.
'Is this how it would be every morning if I were to marry Makoto? Aahh! What am I thinking!' Futuba grabs her head to stop her thoughts.
"Futuba-san are you okay?" Yui asked.
"Y-Yes I'm fine." Futuba replied trying to recompose herself.
-1 hour later-
"Alright all finished." Futaba said with a smile.
"Let's go take this to Yasu then."
Futaba and Yui pick up the food and head up the stairs to where Sakuri is. Sakuri's mother Yui knocks on the door.
"Yasu we made you some food. We're coming in."
They enter and see that Sakuri is still covered by her blanket with a bad red face.
"F-Futuba-san i-is that you?" Sakuri noticed Futuba coming into the room.
"Hey Sakuri-san are you feeling better?" Futuba responded back.
"I could be doing better but I feel okay so far."
"Here you go Yasu. I'll leave you two alone now. I have to clean downstairs." Sakuri's mother exits the room.
"I helped make this soup for you too. Hope you like it." Futaba set the food next to Sakuri and sat down next to her.
Futaba looked at Sakuri and can tell that she was badly sicken. Her face was red and she seemed out of it. Sakuri picked up the spoon and ate little by little. As she was eating she thought to herself why is Futaba here.
"Futaba-san what are you doing here? I thought you didn't like me." Sakuri asked.
Futaba did not expect for Sakuri to say something like that.
"W-Well Makoto was told by your mother we could come but Makoto said we would all cause you a lot of trouble if we all went. So we played a game of rock, paper, scissors and I happened to win." Futaba explained.
"So that means you didn't come on your own free will right?" Sakuri said with a straight face.
"W-What's going on w-with you Sakuri-san?"
"I wish Haku-san would have came instead..." Sakuri then goes under her blankets.
Futuba is left speechless. She didn't think Sakuri had the capability of acting this way. But she put more thought into why Sakuri is acting this way. Because of the fever it is making Sakuri say things she normally wouldn't say out loud. This also means that everything she says is the truth and what she actually feels about certain things.
"Sakuri-san could I ask why you'd prefer Haku-san?" Futaba asked curious.
Sakuri peeks over her blanket and looks at Futaba.
"That's because I enjoy Haku-san's presence. I always feel the most comfortable with him and I appreciate him." Sakuri was saying her true feelings about Makoto without her knowing because of her fever.
Futaba was looking down sad. She was putting the pieces together, it looked like Sakuri loves Makoto, but she had to make sure first before coming to conclusions.
"So...does that mean you love Haku-san?" Futaba said with a shaky voice.
Sakuri stared at Futaba for a while in silence. Then looked straight and opened her mouth to talk.
"Yes...I love Makoto Haku." Sakuri said with a smile.
Futaba felt a big shockwave come to her from hearing those words coming from Sakuri. She felt the tears forming and beginning to come out.
"I'll be back." Futaba got up and left the room.
Sakuri's mother hears footsteps on the second floor and spots Futaba.
"Futaba-san is everything okay?"
"Where is the bathroom?" Futaba said trying to cover her tears.
"Down the hall left door."
Futaba enters the bathroom and goes to the sink to wash her face. She begins to cry profusely at the fact that Sakuri likes Makoto too. She doesn't know what to do.
"So she likes him too huh...well it looks like I'm going to have to try and get rid of these feelings." Futaba said to herself looking in the mirror with a sad smile.
"After everything I've done to Sakuri-san...I can't take Haku-san away from her." Futaba continued in the mirror.
She was able to get back to normal so she cleaned her face and went back to Sakuri's room. Futaba enters the room and sees that Sakuri is sitting up eating the soup.
"This soup is really good. Thanks Futaba-san sorry for what I said earlier."
Futaba decided to stay and help take care of Sakuri even though she was sad and in disbelief but she didn't want to hold it against her,
-Several Hours Later-
It's now late at night and Futaba gets up from Sakuri's side to go home. As she is leaving she waves goodbye to Sakuri and heads to the front door.
"Hey Futaba-san leaving already?" Yui asked.
"Yeah it's getting pretty late. Have a good night Yui." Futaba said as she was heading out the door.
"Thank you Futaba-san for today and also...don't worry everything will work out just fine."
Futaba looked at Sakuri's mother with shocked eyes. She must of overheard her crying in the bathroom and possibly what she said.
"Yes thank you."
And with that Futaba left and went home.