I arrive at the tea room about half an hour before lunch time. I've been trying to convince myself that having lunch with Hisao today is no different than it's been since we met, but it really hasn't helped much. There have been times when my life seemed something like a high-wire act, but now it's as if my balance has gotten better just in time for someone to take the net away.
I was up earlier than usual this morning, partially so I would have plenty of time to prepare lunch, but mostly because I could hardly sleep last night. For the first time that I can remember, it wasn't because of nightmares, or anxiety – or at least not anxiety of a negative kind – but because of anticipation.
For obvious reasons, last night's conversation with Lilly hasn't left my mind. Lilly said that there was nothing she could do if Hisao was seeing someone else. I know that's not technically true, but she also said that if someone could make Hisao happy, she wouldn't mind at all if he was seeing her. It was only later that I realized that, in both cases, she was...talking about
me.
I should have expected that she knew I liked Hisao – after all, I knew the same about her before she would admit it, even to herself – but I didn't expect that she would give me permission to see him, much less encourage me to do so. It still feels a bit odd, because even though the two of them didn't part on the best of terms, I know she still loves him.
She couldn't even say she didn't love him, just that her relationship with him was over.
Admittedly, this has me more than a little confused. This isn't the way I wanted things to happen, but how else could they have? I would never have tried to take Hisao away from Lilly, and would never pursue him without her blessing, yet a part of me still feels like it isn't right, somehow.
Maybe because it was one last way that Lilly could treat me like a child.
Still, right now those thoughts seem like ignoring the silver lining to focus on the cloud. The result is that there's now nothing standing in the way of getting closer to Hisao...except myself. My self has done its job well over the past couple of days, too.
After my attack at the convenience store, I felt physically and emotionally devastated. All the progress I'd made in getting Hisao to see that I was someone he could turn to had been undone by my fears of rejection. I would be helpless to him again, a thing to protect. I needed to find a way to be at ease.
I spent yesterday at the library, seeking some familiar comfort. Instead, I felt a familiar ache, one I'd been ignoring for weeks. Thoughts of Hisao and Lilly were replaced by ones of Hisao and Emi, but my stomach didn't churn any more or less for it.
After I came back to my room, that feeling began to turn into anger. At first, it was directed at Emi, or even at Hisao. Eventually, though, I became angry at myself for my own presumption. Hisao and I are friends, after all, and as far as he's concerned we're nothing more. That I couldn't ask more of him wasn't either of their faults.
Last night's call should have changed that. Instead, the question that faces me is "now what?" The first answer that comes to mind is to find out whether or not I'm already too late.
It's not long before I hear footsteps approaching. I continue with what I'm doing, knowing I won't be surprised again. When Hisao comes into the tea room, and I can already tell that he looks better than he did on Monday.
"Hi, Hanako," he says, smiling. "Need some help?"
"Hi, Hisao!" I say, returning his smile. "I...haven't started the tea yet." He nods and moves over to gather the supplies. "How are you...feeling?"
As Hisao starts to heat the water, he says, "Better. I talked to the nurse this morning, and he thinks it was just over-exertion, nothing to worry about. He said I shouldn't try to do both my run and walking to town on the same day, at least for the next week or so."
"So...did you r-run this morning?"
"Yeah, I did. Probably the best I've felt after a run so far, actually. The massage Emi gave me yesterday must have really helped."
...
At this time, I am thankful that I was expecting to hear something like this. Even so, I remain turned toward the wall, because my facial expression would likely give me away before I'm ready. In the calmest voice I can muster, I ask "M-massage?"
"Heh...well, after all the excitement on Monday, I couldn't even get halfway through my run yesterday." I can't quite bring myself to turn around yet, but he sounds...embarrassed about it. "So, before we ate lunch, Emi massaged my legs to try and get the soreness out. If the results are any indication, she's pretty good at it."
Of course she is. Whatever Hisao needs, Emi's good at it. He doesn't need me...
...and I need to stop jumping like this.
I decide to focus on finishing the lunch preparations, still trying to keep from looking at Hisao. On the occasion that I catch a glimpse of him, he's focused on preparing the tea...and occasionally casting a glance at me.
I suppose we're both a little off-kilter today.
I have to stifle a chuckle at that thought as I finish setting the food out. Once we start eating, conversation is at a minimum, mostly about what books we've read recently. After a while, though, Hisao's attention seems to be drifting. It doesn't get any better when we start playing chess afterwards.
"Hisao, are you...okay?" I ask after capturing a rook that he left carelessly undefended. "You s-seem distracted."
Hisao looks at me for a moment before leaning back in his chair, staring at the ceiling. "Maybe a little. It's just...well, Lilly called last night."
"I...know. She called me, too."
Hisao nods. "I think it was just bad timing, though, because it stirred things up for me again. Over the past couple of days, I thought I was putting some distance between me and that part of my life. Getting out and running was helping me clear my head, and going to town with you gave me something to focus on, at least up until my legs started giving out."
He grimaces at that. For as much as he doesn't need to be concerned about it, Lilly was right – he's more worried about his own failings than mine. It's a sentiment I can appreciate. "So...what did she say to you?"
Hisao frowns, staring at his empty teacup. "Not much, really. The moment we started talking about our relationship, I wound up snapping at her." He sighs, continuing, "I shouldn't have, really, but...I guess I'm still a little angry about what happened. At the very least, I want to feel like I can move forward, but the moment it came up I could feel myself being pulled backward."
I reach across the table to put my hand on his. He looks back up at me, and I can see the troubled look in his eyes. It's almost too familiar. "Hisao, I...know how hard it is to...put feelings for someone aside. I'm sure Lilly feels the s-same. You said yourself, it's...going to take time."
Hisao lets out a long breath. "I know that...well, in my head anyway. Even now, I feel like something's...changed." He gets up and walks over to the window, leaning his arms on the sill. "But then last night, Lilly said her feelings about how we left things were unsettled. I just wish I knew what she meant."
Unsettled? That wasn't the impression she gave me. I was right, wasn't I? Something isn't quite right here.
"She...d-didn't tell you?"
Hisao's head drops to rest on his chest. "That's just it. I didn't give her the chance." I can hear a hint of anger creeping into his voice as he says this. "I just took the easy way out and changed the subject."
I get up from my chair and come over to stand next to Hisao. Just like the other night, I wonder to myself if I should share what Lilly told me with him, whether that would be breaking her confidence somehow. Still, if I'm going to take her advice and act on my feelings, this is something he needs to know. Maybe she intended to tell him anyway.
"Hisao...when I t-talked to Lilly last night, she...said something about how she felt." Hisao turns to look at me expectantly. Before I can continue, though, another thought comes unbidden to my mind.
This is going to hurt him. Lilly never wanted to cause pain for others, and went to great lengths to protect them.
I remember her telling me that this was why she didn't tell us she was leaving for Scotland until she was forced to do so. She never found a way to spare us that pain, so it wound up building until it was a thousand times harder to bear when we found out. Could she be doing the same to Hisao again?
Did she not tell him...and then tell me, expecting me to tell him? Maybe...this is her way of pushing me forward again?
For a moment, I wrench my gaze away from his, looking out the window. I can feel him watching, waiting to hear what I was about to say, and I don't even know now if I can bring myself to say it.
No matter when he finds out, it's going to be painful. If the healing is going to begin, I have no choice. I just have to hope that he doesn't hate me for delivering the message.
I turn back to Hisao, who's still looking at me.
I still don't know how you can be so patient with me, Hisao. I just know how good it makes me feel.
I lay a hand on his shoulder, doing my best not to start shaking. "She s-said that...that her relationship with you was o-over." He doesn't respond for a moment, and I add without thinking, "I'm sorry."
Hisao closes his eyes, turning back toward the window. "Don't be. I was pretty sure of that much, I guess. I just...hoped that she would be the one to tell me." He lowers his head and sighs heavily. "I guess she's just really good at keeping things from people, huh?"
Although that hurts for more than one reason, I can't deny the truth of it. "Sometimes...we all do." Now, it's my turn to look down at the windowsill. "Sometimes...even w-when we don't...want to."
I'm not even sure if Hisao hears me, as he simply stands there, head bowed and unmoving. After a few moments, I take my hand away and go to clean up the tea set. When I'm finished, he still hasn't moved, but he does finally break the silence.
"You don't have to wait for me."
I've gotten used to Hisao spending a lot of time thinking. Last week, I let it go, because it's what I would do in the same situation. I just waited until it was nearly too late to help before getting him to talk. I don't want to make that mistake again.
"I...know. I just thought...you've been alone a lot lately, and this is...one of those times maybe you sh-shouldn't be. It m-might help to talk about it."
"Maybe you're right. I honestly wouldn't mind talking about it with someone who isn't Lilly." Hisao comes back to his chair and sits down heavily, looking vaguely into the distance. "I'm just not sure where to start."
I sit back down across from him, pushing aside the unfinished chess game. "M-maybe...just start with the obvious. After all that's h-happened, how do you feel about her?"
Hisao stares at the ceiling for a moment before responding. "Heh...I wish it was obvious. I thought hearing that it was over would hurt more than it does right now. I guess I'd just already accepted it."
Hisao pauses, taking a long breath. "The more I think about it, though, maybe that means something significant on its own. Sure, a part of me will always care about Lilly, because she was, and to some extent still is, a big part of my life. But do I still love Lilly as a girlfriend?"
In the slight pause between his sentences, I think I already know what Hisao's about to say. That doesn't mean that I'm not holding my breath just a little.
"No, I don't think I do any more. It still hurts, but...that's not why it hurts any more. I hope that makes sense."
It's strange, because those words were what I wanted to hear, but at the same time I can't help feeling a bit sad. "It...does. It...still hurts for me, too."
"I know. We're going to be okay, eventually." He smiles again, and a little bit of that sadness goes away. "You said so yourself, right?"
"I...did, didn't I? So...what's the next step?"
Hisao leans back in his chair. "I'm not sure I know. The only other time I felt this way was when Iwanako stopped visiting me at the hospital, but then I still had a long stretch ahead of me. You saw what I was like when I came out."
I nod, remembering the bits and pieces Lilly and Hisao have told me about what happened. "But back then...you really were alone. This time...you don't have to be."
Hisao smiles sadly at me. "I know. I really appreciate what you've done, what you're trying to do. I know I don't
have to be alone, but I think...at least for a little while, I think I
need to be." He gets up, continuing, "I'm sorry, Hanako...I warned you I didn't know what kind of company I'd be this summer. I guess the answer right now is that it's not very good."
"It's...okay, Hisao. I'll be there for you...no matter w-what kind of company you are."
"I guess I can't ask for more than that." With that, Hisao starts walking toward the door. Before he leaves, I call out a very important question.
"Will you...be here for lunch tomorrow?"
Hisao pauses and turns around. "I will. I promise." He then walks out of the room, leaving me to my own thoughts.
I may not need to hold back my feelings because of Lilly any more, but for your sake, Hisao, I can be as patient as you've been for me.
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