When The Timer Hits Zero. ~Iwaoi~

~Part Six~

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10 days until Tama's wedding.
It's monday. I haven't slept at all the last two weeks. The bags under my eyes are huge and my head feels lighter and lighter everytime I turn it. My notebook hasn't become any fuller than the first day. No new information. No weird things. My nerves are acting up more and more too. My hands are shaking non-stop. I can't concentrate on school. So finally, after my dad almost got onto my knees begging me to stay home, I decided to take a day off and rest. I stay in bed and finally allow myself to sleep.

After school, Iwa comes to visit me. He looks unwell, like he hasn't been able to sleep at well. 10 days on his timer. I shiver, trying to ignore it. 'Iwa, are you okay?' I ask him with a soft voice. 'You're asking me that, dumbass? I'm glad you finally stayed home to rest.' he laughs. His laugh always cheers me up.

He stays to chat for a while, but soon gets up to leave. 'You should rest. Don't you dare come to school tomorrow.' he threatens me. Just as he's about to walk out of my bedroom, I call out to him. 'Iwa. What's wrong?' I can't seem to shake the feeling that he, too, is feeling unwell. 'I'm fine. You should worry about yourself, Asskawa.' he says before he quickly takes his leave. I know him. He's not fine. While thinking about what could be wrong, I fall asleep, not waking up until the next morning.

9 days until Tama's wedding.
I wake up to the sound of my stomach rumbling, begging for food. I haven't had anything to eat since yesterday's breakfast. I decide to not go against Iwaizumi (after all, he's really scary when he threatens you...) and stay home for one more day. I shove some bread into my mouth and return to my room.

I check my phone and see that I have a lot of unopened messages. Since I have never missed a day of school before (not even after mom left), everybody seems to be worried. The volleyball team, the girls, even some of the boys that always look at me as if they want to give my pretty face a not-so-pretty surgery. I try to respond to all of them, but fall asleep halfway, leaving Iwa on read accidentaly.

8 days until Tama's wedding.
I finally get to go back to school today. Everybody is happy to see me return, they say I look better. Iwa's condition worsened though; the bags under his eyes grew and he looks like he hasn't bothered for selfcare in days. 'Oikawa.' his face lights up a bit as soon as he sees me. 'You look like you're feeling way better.' And I was. I was nervous, but I felt better. 'You look like you're feeling way worse, though.' I said to him in a serious tone. 'I told you I'm fine, Trashykawa!' he says and flicks me on the forehead. 'Owwwww! So mean, Iwa-channnn!' I pout.

7 days until Tama's wedding.
Investigate. Think. Think harder. What could it be? What do all of the cases known have in common? I'm breaking my head over this, spending every free second of my time on it. Desperately looking for the truth, the answer. Just a little over two days. Maybe I will find out when my own timer runs out.

Iwa and I are going to the city today. He needs new volleyball shoes, I need to see people. I actually find someone whose timer runs out, but I don't get any wiser of it. Iwa finds some good shoes, though. The shop clerk's timer ran out as soon as she saw Iwa and me walking to the counter. I didn't notice anything weird, though.

6 days until Tama's wedding.
Today my dad and I spend the whole day watching TV together. He is worried about me. He claims we don't spend enough time with eachother. I couldn't find anything today, either. It's stressing me out.

5 days until Tama's wedding.
It's saturday. I go over to Iwa's house for a sleepover so we can watch some movies before the volleyball match Russia-America, which will start at 3 AM. It's the final of a massive tournament in the volleyball world that we want to watch together.