[Ryuutaro hadn't been checking his blackberry for days. As he finally got away from Hayato, he'd spent his time hiding, getting as far away from everyone and everything as possible. He'd been trying to store energy for dealing with Hayato.
And now everything seemed to have proven useless. Ryuutaro felt awful. He just wanted to go after Hayato, but he didn't now what to say.
If there had been some sort of mention of problems it would be easier to approach him, but everything was just becoming more distant.
He'd finally gotten away from the kid for a moment, too. The last fifteen minutes were minutes Ryuutaro had spent crying, but now he'd washed his face in the bathroom and fixed himself up again.
He probably didn't look good, but at least acceptable. It would have to do.
He couldn't keep crying forever. Ryuutaro figured that he needed to do something, get his thoughts away from Hayato for a bit. He was running in circles, over and over and over. It was no good.
Not like him.

So he'd checked his blackberry, just to find this message. He had no idea what it was about and it didn't seem pleasant at all. He briefly considered ignoring it, but he couldn't push it aside forever. Maybe it was better to get over with whatever she had to say to him.
He put on a very obviously fake smile, looking totally exhausted]

I think the 'now' from back then is a time we can't go back to, but you're free to point out whatever you want to talk to me about now, if you please.