Umeda yawned as he looked at the various papers scattered across his desk. No one had come by his office that day, and he figured that today he might be able to get a nap.
He yawned again and removed his glasses, setting them on the window sill. The redhead set his head on the desk, his arms folded underneath him. He closed his eyes and felt sleep approaching when a loud knock on the door startled him.
"What?!" He asked, drowsy and agitated; falling out of his chair and onto the floor.
"It's me, Senpai." A familiar voice that sent chills down his spine said. Akiha stepped through the door wearing an orange shirt and bright blue bandana in his hair. The light blue jeans he wore were slightly torn at the knees and frayed at the edges.
"Y-you! What the hell do you want?" Umeda spat at the photographer, "I was trying to sleep, go back to your little cardboard box and don't talk to me. I don't want to be bothered." He finished coldly, resting his head on his arms again.
Akiha took a few steps closer to him; a rare solemn look on his face. "Actually, I've come to say goodbye…" The blonde said quietly, watching Umeda closely. The doctor's head turned a fraction of an inch. "Goodbye…?" The redhead inquired.
Akiha nodded slowly. "I'm moving to America… there're more opportunities there for me… and I really don't have a reason to stay here it seems." He explained quietly as he looked down at the tiled floor.
Umeda smirked. "Good riddance. I'll finally have some quiet in here." He stated bluntly. Akiha flinched despite the various other comments like that that Umeda has said before.
"Y-yeah… good for you…heh. My plane leaves tomorrow, so… I guess this is goodbye, Senpai. I'll miss you." The blonde mumbled, eyeing the other man sadly.
"Uh-huh. Now let me sleep." Umeda replied irritably. Akiha took a shaky breath and bit his lip. He nodded. Turning to leave, Akiha wondered if it mattered at all to Umeda that he was leaving and he'd never see him again.
Akiha stopped before the door and walked briskly back over to the doctor. Bending down, the blonde wrapped Umeda in his arms; taking in the scent of his beloved. He buried his face in the crook of the redhead's neck and enjoyed being in that position for the few seconds that it lasted.
Umeda elbowed the other man in the stomach. "I told you to go away." He grumbled angrily. Akiha smiled sadly, "Sorry, I'm leaving…"
The blonde let go of Umeda and walked slowly to the door.
"I'll miss you, Senpai… and even though I know you don't feel the same way… I love you. I hope you know that." The photographer said shakily, his eyes burning with tears.
Akiha pushed through the door and walked down the hallway, his light footsteps echoing in the strangely empty corridor. The blonde blinked back tears as he changed from walking to running down the halls to the exit.
The photographer flew through the doorway; the sun stinging his eyes in the warm spring air. He slowed down and wiped the tears away from his eyes. Akiha took a breath and stopped as he tried to compose himself and go back to his usual mask of carelessness and cheerfulness.
Walking to the parking lot, he pulled his keys from his pocket and unlocked the door to his small car. The blonde slid into the driver's seat and jammed the key into the ignition. Without looking where he was going, he backed out of the parking space and pulled out onto the road.
I just need to go home… He thought, driving much faster than the legal limit down the street. To make him happy… I just need to disappear.