I HAD NOTHING TO DO SO I WROTE THIS FIC. I ABSOLUTELY OWN NOTHING AND NEVER WILL. ENJOY: D

Masamune was in his room, all alone. Something was bothering him for the past few days; but he just couldn't figure what it is. He kept on staring at ceiling of his room. Nobody was paying attention to him for the past few days and he had been losing every single battle, against anyone. Thinking about these incidents made his body shiver. His was paining during these days. There was a cool breeze blowing outside and the trees were dancing to it like music. Sometimes he thought he could be just a tree and dance with the wind. The sky was as clear as a crystal, light blue colored. Sometimes he thought he could be just a cloud and roam freely in the beautiful sky all; alone, no one to stop him. He looked up at Striker; a green aura was coming out from it.

"Gingka and the others are so famous and everyone likes them. They are powerful too, and me; I'm just a looser with no strength, I'm worthless. I'm not capable of being called number one. Kin g must feel so embarrassing having me as a friend. Although he never showed it but since the past few days he's been ignoring me and so are the others, am I really that stupid? What's my problem? Why does everyone keep on ignoring me and think that I'm annoying?'' Masamune kept on asking these questions to himself.

He got up from his bed and went outside for a walk. It was such a beautiful weather outside and everyone seemed so happy, except for Masamune. He walked towards the B-pit, thinking what everyone was doing. "Maybe I should talk to them'' Masamune said and walked in. No one was inside, it was completely empty. "At least someone always stays here" Masamune said to himself.

Suddenly he saw King coming down from the stairs; King stared Masamune for a while and then came down. King tried to ignore Masamune but Masamune caught him, ''What happened to you guys, why are doing this to me?'' Masamune asked.

''I can't tell you'' King said as he freed himself from Masamune's grip.

''Maybe we should tell him, King'' Gingka said as he walked in the B-pit,

''okay'' King said and sighed,

''Masamune, remember we took you the hospital last week and you gave blood'' Gingka said

''Yeah I remember, but what about it?'' Masamune asked,

''You….you have b-b-blood c-c-cancer'' King said and almost cried, so did Gingka. Masamune stared helplessly at them; he couldn't believe it.

''We were ignoring you because… because we just couldn't stand the pain looking into your eyes'' Gingka said and tears rolled down his eyes,

''The doctor said you, you wouldn't live long enough'' King told Masamune, he was weeping too.

Masamune stared at them for a moment, and then ran away. He ran as fast as he could towards the lake side. Tears were rolling down his eyes like a waterfall; he couldn't believe it. He had such a big dream but he won't be able to fulfill it, he'll die, '' Is cancer so strong, that it can take you along'' these words were running in his mind like he only has to wait and that too for death. Masamune sat beside the lake, crying like a child; hoping he could live a little longer. He held up Striker in front of his eyes. He'll never be able to battle with Striker again, never become number 1.

Masamune suddenly felt a pain in his entire body. He fell to the ground, he could feel it. He felt death close by. Masamune cried, cried as hard as he could. He didn't have a problem in dying but the worst part was; he will never be able to see the dancing trees in the cool breeze, the clouds which roam freely in the sky, he will never see them ever again.

Now Masamune knew what was bothering him so much for the past few days and it was not anything ordinary,

It was Death.

MAYBE I SHOUDN'T HAD WROTE THIS FIC AND KILL MASAMUNE. I JUST WROTE THIS TO MAKE EVERYONE AWARE OF BLOOD CANCER. PLZ REMAIN ALERT ABOUT THIS AND REVIEW.