Hayato looked up at Ryuutaro... he wanted to stay with him, but he was fading... and he didn't know if he would wake up this time. He just found Ryuutaro again... he could stay with him... they're in his world... but he just felt so weak. If he had to leave... if he was going to die... Ryuutaro needed to hear it... one more time. He gathers the last bit of his strength and shakily reaches his hand to gently grab the neck of the yukata, tugging his boyfriend down so he could hear him. He wouldn't be able to repeat this, he needed Ryuutaro to hear it. Unfortunately, he knew he wouldn't be able to get out the whole 'I love you'. The only way he could get it out was in Italian. He knew he had never told Ryuutaro what those Italian words meant... but hopefully... if he did die... he would look them up.

The teen has to take a few shallow breaths before he can get himself together enough to speak. It's raspy and barely above a whisper, and more blood dribbles from his mouth as he speaks.

"Ti...ti amo..."

And then, he reaches that shaky hand to brush a tear away from his lover's cheek, however the gesture is cut short. His eyes roll back and his hand falls, the teen's body finally goes completely limp.