Disclaimer: I do not own Yumeiro Patissiere or "The Way I Loved You" by Taylor Swift. I only own my laptop and my ice cream, yes? Oh, and by the way, this is (in fact) a song fic. My first YumPati one!

He respects my space and never makes me wait. He calls exactly when he says he will.

Ichigo moaned in her sleep and turned over. Her hands reached blindly for the blankets, but she couldn't reach it. She slowly opened her eyes, only to be met by the darkness. Rumi had kept her company while she cried her eyes out in the wee hours of the morning. She had longed for Kashino, but she felt terrible because she knew that she was hurting Senji, and she didn't want that.

Senji was sweet and smart and nice and caring and... he called on time!

"Kashino always called me later than the time he told me he'd call," she muttered as she draped the blanket around her freezing body. She flicked on the lampshade and then saw that the pictures were still on her bed. She picked them all up and piled them neatly on the desk, next to the white box that Kashino had made for her two Christmases ago.

She counted how many there were, and noticed that one was missing. She looked around for it quite noisily, waking Rumi up from her much-needed sleep.

"What are you doing at a time like this? It's 2 AM, Ichigo."

"I think I lost a picture." She said pointedly, and then continued searching. She threw off the blanket and then checked under the pillow. Nope, not there. She checked below the box. Nope, not even. Rumi was drawing the curtain that separated their beds for privacy when Ichigo cried out in relief. "There it is!"

Rumi looked down at the floor of her bed and laughed. She caught sight of a picture of a younger Kashino who looked quite pissed at a teary-eyed fourteen-year-old version of Ichigo. She spotted the mille crepe that had revealed to everyone that Ichigo was a beginner at making sweets. She smiled at the memory.

"Devil Kashino, making me feel bad." Ichigo huffed. "What a sadist." Rumi noticed the sudden change in her roommate's attitude. It was no longer the Ichigo that avoided anything concerning the chocolatier rather, it was the Ichigo that was naïve and stubborn and adorable who loved Kashino with all her heart. Maybe it was because she lacked sleep...?

Ichigo was still sitting on her bed, and she suddenly decided to just reach for the picture from her spot. Lazy as always, she reached out both her arms which caused her to lose her balance. Her entire upper body fell from the bed in the direction of the floor. Her feet was tangled with the blanket, so she couldn't move them from the bed. She continued to fall until her head hit the floor, only to hit Rumi's wooden bed frame's corner.

A shot of pain passed through her as she bit her lip in surprise. A warm liquid dripped from her head, near the area of her left temple. She felt more and more blood trickle from that area, causing her head to ache. Rumi was panicking, and everyone else was asleep. She called the dorm head and Hanabusa, in high hopes that he would help.

Still, Ichigo reached for the picture, not wanting it to get lost. That was the first picture she got that consisted of her and Kashino. She couldn't lose it. She won't let herself lose it. The moment she grabbed it tight in her hand was the exact same time her vision darkened.

Kashino woke up to a deafening sound in the form of Hanabusa Satsuki's ring tone. He opened his eyes, only to be met by the dark areas of their room. His hand reached for the switch of his lampshade, but he couldn't reach it.

"Who would be calling him at this deadly hour?" He wondered aloud. His voice sounded raspy and very un-Kashino like. He gulped and then blinked a few times.

The ringing stopped. He was about to drift back to sleep when it started up again. He sat up this time, but his eyes were still drooping.

He staggered toward Hanabusa's bed, where the green-haired narcissist was sleeping soundly despite the fact that his phone had been ringing for about five minutes already. He snatched it up from the desk, and almost pressed decline until he saw the caller I.D. It was Kato Rumi.

Rumi? Ichigo's roommate? He pressed answer.

"Satsuki! Good thing you answered!"

"Whaa-?" Rumi didn't let him continue.

"Ichigo is in trouble, Satsuki. She needs to be taken to the hospital, quick!"

And she didn't know that he was Kashino! He affirmed without further ado.

"I'll be there."

It left Rumi wondering: Was that Kashino just now?

Kashino dressed up in a hurry, leaving his other clothes scattered on his part of the room. Hmm, un-Kashino like. He called Andou as soon as he was out of the boys' dorms.

"Andou!"

"Ma-kun? Why?" Andou, unlike Hanabusa, was a light sleeper, so he was able to wake up through Kashino's call.

"Rumi called and said that Ichigo was in trouble. Hanabusa, that heavy sleeper of a boy, didn't even wake up to her call, so I had to take it! Wake him and then go to the hospital okay?"

"Okay. Uhm, Ma-kun?"

"What?" He was already near the house of the dorm heads. He ran faster, his lungs almost burning from the speed and his frustration at Ichigo's probable clumsiness.

"Kashino General's, right?"

Kashino reached the front porch of the dorm.

"Yeah." He affirmed. Just then, he caught sight of the dorm headmistress coming his way. He quickly shut off his phone and approached her.

"I don't care about the rules right now. Just go and save Amano!" She instructed him. He felt so utterly grateful to her that he almost hugged her. Almost.

He ran even faster than before. Up the porch steps, through the living room, up the staircase and to the familiar sight of Ichigo's dorm's door. He opened it without a second thought.

He saw Rumi on the floor next to an unconscious Ichigo. Rumi was holding a small white towel, which she used to mop up some of the blood that came from Ichigo's forehead.

"What happened?!"

Rumi looked up at him mournfully. "She was trying to reach that." She pointed to Ichigo's right hand. It was clenched around a crumpled photograph, quite undistinguishable just then.

"We can deal with whatever that is later." He scooped her up with his hands under her neck and her knees. She was still breathing and that gave him some sort of encouragement. He let Rumi open the door for him and together, they both ran down the stairs, through the living room and to the front porch. There was already an ambulance waiting for them outside. The dorm headmistress was talking to the doctor when the Chairman appeared.

He was still wearing pajamas, but he looked quite well informed about the situation. He approached Kashino calmly, a serene smile plastered on his face.

"Make sure to take good care of her there, son. You may possibly set things right again."

And there he goes with his cryptic words echoing in Kashino's mind. Set things right again?

Kashino only nodded. "Yes, sir."

"I'm going to inform your teachers about this little accident. She'll be staying in the hospital until Sunday afternoon. I'm assigning you and Kato Rumi here, to take care of her. Am I clear?"

Kashino was surprised by his sudden orders, but he didn't say anything. Rumi merely nodded her head. She was still holding onto her blanket, so she let it rest upon her shoulders to shield her from the cold. The chairman left with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. Kashino approached a paramedic and handed Ichigo over to him.

The dorm headmistress walked towards him and Rumi. "I have to stay here with the other girls. Make sure the two of you take care of her, okay? Kato, get some clean clothes for you and for Amano. Hurry up. The same goes for you Kashino."

Rumi nodded again, and went back to their dorm room to pack. Kashino was left there with the dorm head. "I'll ask Andou to get clothes for me. No worries, Miss."

She smiled at him somewhat proudly, although he had no clue as to why. "You know how clumsy she is. Make sure she takes her medicine on time and that she drinks plenty of fluids," she said, counting off the things she needed him to remember. "Oh, and you should never let her off your sight. Am I clear?"

Kashino felt like everyone was telling him what to do, but he shook the thought off. When it came to Ichigo, he didn't mind.

He texted Andou and Hanabusa. It was Friday night, so he needed a weekend supply of clothes. Rumi caught up to him holding a duffel bag. She still had her blanket with her. "Thanks for being here Kashino."

"It's no problem." He stared out into the horizon, thinking about the last three months of solidarity and loneliness.

"You really came through for her tonight. I was counting on Satsuki, but you came. For her. Thank you." Tears welled up in her eyes again, but she blinked them away. Kashino was not one for showing emotions. Not unless it was somehow connected to Ichigo though.

"I... I just want her to be safe. Like I said, it's no problem." They stayed like that, with Kashino looking away as Rumi sniffed, clearly touched by his actions that night, until the paramedics said they had to go already. Rumi rode out front with the driver while Kashino stayed in the back, with Ichigo on an emergency bed.

Andou and Hanabusa strode inside Kashino General Hospital worriedly. The last time they were here was years ago, when Ichigo fell down the stairs. Now, it was Ichigo again, perhaps with a different accident, but the same clumsiness.

"Miss, where is the room of Amano Ichigo?" Hanabusa asked a lady nurse who was filing some papers by the desk. She looked up at them tiredly, probably because it was only 3 AM in the morning. She checked some more papers.

"She's in the Premium Suite on the last floor."

Andou and Hanabusa smiled knowingly. When it came to Ichigo, Kashino certainly had no bounds.

They went inside the elevator and pressed their desired floor.

"What do you think happened to her?" Andou asked. He was worried; both for Ichigo and Kashino.

"Don't address her like that now, Andou. It's rude. I don't know what happened. Maybe Ichigo fell down the stairs again?" Hanabusa tried to lighten up the mood, but they were both so tired that even he couldn't succeed in doing so.

In the past three months of Ichigo and Kashino's post-break up, Hanabusa and Andou had spoken about Ichigo as "her", but lately those conversations had been far and few.

"Hmm, maybe."

Ting. The elevator doors opened and both boys stepped out, Andou carrying a cake in a box and Hanabusa carrying Kashino's duffel bag. There were only three suites in the hospital, and they knew that Ichigo was at the biggest one. The Premium Suite. Kashino logic.

They knocked on the door and waited for Rumi to open it for them. What they saw was a scene they haven't seen in quite some time. Ichigo was sleeping on the bed, and Kashino was sitting on a chair by her bedside. The surprising thing? He was holding her hand.

A/N: Hi there. Yes, I updated this before "Love in Denial" but… you've got to understand! I was so inspired to make this! Taylor Swift's music has been helping me get more ideas. I have decided on making a multi-chapter fic now. I have too many ideas to fit into this story. Oh well.

Chocolat: Oi, Aly-chan. Update the other one so that—

Hanabusa: They will experience my beauty!

Me: Uhh, okay then. Review please?