She couldn't tell, whether he was serious or not. "Y-you're lying." She muttered.

He took a step forward. "It's no lie,"

"Stop messing with my head!" Pacifica cried. "I hate it when you do that to me!"

He took her hands in his, "shush, I know what you're feeling."

"How?!" She demanded, "you're not the one dying from ataxia!"

"I may not be dying from that," he mused.

She stopped, "you're dying?"

"Unfortunately."

Pacifica took a deep breath. "How long?"

"It could be any day." He whispered.

"Then let's make the best of it." She promised, holding his hand tightly. "We have the summer to do stupid things before we move from this world."

"Then let's do it." He agreed. "I'm with you."

"But you'll have to let me go someday."

"I know."

"Let me go."

"I will."

"Liar."

"Perhaps."

"Promise me."

"Promise you what?"

"That you won't feel sad when I go?"

"I cannot promise that."

"Please?"

".......I promise."

Got this idea from my old book and from Kaori-_-Miyazono and also the cover from her ^-^ check her out if you haven't!