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For once, Rin Itoshi felt happy.
Everything was how it should be. perfect , in order and comfortable.
He was at soccer practice with his nii-chan to become the best strikers in the world together. They both lay on the grass beside each other, exhausted from practice, but satisfied with their progress.
Rin looked to his side to see Sae's smiling face. He had never looked so happy. This was exactly how everything should be.
“You gotta work more on your footwork,” Sae advised Rin while panting slightly. “You’re getting a bit slow.”
“Alright.” Rin agreed while he caught his breath too, not taking his shining eyes off his brother.
Sae grinned at him.
“Wanna practice some more after this?”
“Heck yeah.”
Sae stood and held out a hand to help Rin up too. But as Rin reached out, something soft and wet landed on his nose. He sneezed.
“Oh, man.” Sae grumbled. “It looks like it’s snowing.”
Rin sighed and wiped his nose with his sleeve. “Yeah. Maybe we should go inside-”
He froze suddenly. Sae frowned down at him from where he was standing beside Rin’s sitting form.
“Rin? Are you good?”
Rin couldn’t say anything as he stared up at his brother.
Suddenly, his chest felt tight. His throat felt scratchy. His breathing felt quick. He sat there gazing in horror at his loving older brother’s face flickering with expressions of malice, disgust and disappointment.
“̸̞̎Y̶̨̘̩̬̦̝͙͓̓̈́̓͜͠ö̷̜̩̜̩̭̺́̈́͗͌͝u̷͙̹͚̟͌̈́͌̂͘͝ ̶̡͍̟͔̦̣̠̑̓̋̕͜͠m̶͙̠͎̀̑̏̿̓̂̌͝a̷̛̘̟̬͉̝͚͑̄̅͗̍k̶̡̦̳̦̠͎̪̀́͌͌̍̀͘̚͝ȩ̴͕͉͍̺̖̬̭͑̀̍͌͘͝ ̵̠͙̮̳̋͝m̶̧͓̬̣͊̇̎̏̾ȩ̶̢̳̜̗̳̞̹̘̈́̒̑͗͜ ̸̣̘͍͎̦͋̈́̕͠v̶̨̬͔̓͝͝ǫ̵̛̥̺̟͌̿̀̈̎͋̂̆͘ͅm̷̼̣̥̄̉̒͝i̴̞̓͝͝t̸̛̻̪̜̗̪͛͝.̴̖͎̜͒̈́̓̎”̸̨̘͕̟͈́̌̿̌͘
“Rin? Hey, Rin! You’re making me scared!”
“̷̨̺͇̜̦̲̉̐͐̄̏̂̉G̶̮̹̭̪̖̥̃͌̚̕͜͝ę̵̭͚̞̻̗͎̈̾̔̽͝ṭ̸̻̩́ ̷̧̢̦̀͊l̷̨͙͔̜̳͚̭͎̼͚̅o̸͚̲͚̹͎̥͌̈̔͌͂͒͝s̸̮̥̟̀̂̇̂̕ţ̵̢̫̣̖̤͖͔̔̌̎͊̐̎́͘͝,̴̧͇̇̊ ̴̼̕ͅͅR̷̗̯͍̓͊͗̓̓̎̕̕͜͜i̷̱̻̓̔̍̈́̉͒n̴̛̺̻̱̹͈̳̗͔͂̎́̃̓͘ͅ.̶̭͉̦̯̑̇̊́̐̽̆̎́”̵͎̲͇̀͒͛̍͗͘̕͝
“Get up, Rin!”
“̶̳̪̗͙͆̾I̷̙͉̅̈́̎̅͆͊̈́͐ ̵̛̳̹̿͑d̵͙̣̝͇̯̽̐͐̋͂̃̆͆ͅo̷͖͓̺̱̞͑n̴͚͍͖̬̩̩͋̓̈́͂̾͋͗͘͜͜’̶̬͑̊́̒̓̾̑t̴̡̠̘̩̅̍̐̓̓͐̚̕ ̴̯̯͈̋̆̌͐̾̈́͝n̸̳͔̟̒̏̆̓͊̈̍͌̚ĕ̸̢̛̖͔̫̂̈͂́̇́̈́̕ẻ̶̢̧͎̠̜͌́͆͛̆̎͑̚͝d̷̘̤̝̺̃̈̉͋̓̏͂̎ ̴̛͕̠̬̞̿̆̋̾͑̎͒͆̕͜y̶̛͆̓̐̓͌́͋͜ͅo̴̧̗̹͇̼͎̗͙̭͚̾̌u̵̬͈̺͚̍̔̓̈́͝ ̵̨̼͇̲̹͍̘̥̝͑͆̂͑͐̽̾͝ͅḯ̴̩̹͋͌̿̽̉n̷̢̞̟͎̖͌̃̆̈́͑͐̐͘ ̴̨͕̂̓s̵̥̥̘̮̻̗̦̮̪̫͗o̸̢̜̼̖͍̙̿̀̑ĉ̴͓̮̯̏̓̒̀̓̔̏̍c̶̨̖͇̻̦̲̦̻͓̏͝ͅé̷̱̦̓̌̚͘̚͘͝ȓ̸̢͉̽ ̴͉̤͍̖̖̠̩̍̍̄o̵̱͝r̸̹̱͙̙̥̔̆ ̶̢̨̧̠̜̂ͅm̵̗̤͕̪͙͚̤͒̇̉̓͂̄͒͋̐͝ŷ̸̛̳͖̩̤̪̿̚͜͜ ̸͉̞̥̏͑̀̑̓̿̈́̕͝ͅl̵̼̜̪̦͗́̓̐̀̀̀͗͐ȋ̷̛͕̜̐f̴̦͉̤̍͌̋́̈̈́̓̿e̷̡̟̞̲̠̰̟̳̓̊͋̆̈̃͒͘͜͝.̵͙͉̖̟͋͗͒͑̇ͅ”̷̡̗̈́̌̑̂͒͝
“I need you to breathe okay?!”
“̷͇͖̦̔̍̇̓̄I̸͔̭̮͒́̓̅̀̑͒̚͝͝f̷̬̲̩̹̬͇̪̙̙͒̌̌̓ ̸̨̠́́͗̀͆̽̚y̸̨̟̦͈̭͊̿͊̿̀͛̉̀̕͠o̵̡̨̘͚͔̥̣̥͚͠ư̸̯̈́̈́ ̶̢̺͙̳̈́̀̽͗͐̅͊̚͝c̶̢̗͉̻̭͇̗̲̅͐̈́͂̅̓͠ͅà̵̧̠͎̻̲̬̳͚̹̌̈́̂̈͘ͅn̴̢̢̡̛̮͍̠̰̗͎̍̾’̷̛̠̮̼̻̞̰̻͔̾͗́͛͠͝ͅt̷̩͙͈͈̖̝̰͗ ̴͇͔̾͂p̷͈͙̙̹͓͚͓͍̎̾̅l̵̝̤̅͂͐͊́͊̄͗͘a̷͍̘̳̙͉̔͗̊̏̌͆͂̐y̵̛̝̜͚̔̂̀̈́̈́̀͒̓ ̶̣͐̓̄f̶̧̟͕̄̊͊̏̾͑̕o̶̻͕̪̐͌̈́͐o̴̠̳̣̘̪̙̝͇͊̎͐̔͊͗͊͊̽͠ṯ̸̦̮̤̠̖̦̠͚̐̋̆͋̚͝͝ͅb̶̨̰͎̙͔̻͙̖̦̺̊̒̈̒̄̉̍͝a̵̰̗͔̼͒́͒̄ͅl̴̟͖̻̪͙̮̹̘̞͋͒͘͝ͅl̷̻̗̹̩̙̑̈́͌ͅ ̸̬̼̜̹͙̜͙̣̪̿̓a̵̡̫͕̗̗͂̊͝n̷̥̳̜̝̾̚ÿ̸̧̨̪͔͎̣̝͍̓̇̍́̕m̶̭̺̪̙͉̖̬͙̟̄̎́̿̔̓̐̆̚o̴̠͉͙͓̖͗̈́͆̔̈͂͛͝͝ṙ̶̗ę̴̢̤̖̥̩́̽͜,̴̛̝̐̑̽́́̆͗̔͝ ̵̢̦̼́̐̚̚ÿ̵̡̧̢̧͚͍͕̠́̐͊̀̈̾͑͌͠o̸̙̠̬̺̞̳̤͎̽ͅu̴͚̙̙̭̪̫̞̱͌̌̔̏̀̿̽͛̌’̵̨̮͚̮̥̤̦̙̆̐̾̃͋̒͘r̵̫̝̞͖͙̼̥̞̓̇̂̀͒̿e̸̬̦̥͉͓͍̗̮͑ ̸̬͈͈͉̇̈́̾͜n̸͇̗̻͇̲̙͍̤̍̈́̏̃͜o̸̳̘̓̃̐͐̐̐̇̇̿͘t̷̛͖͕̉̈́̔̌̒̄̀ͅ ̷̪̣͉̫͓̼̜̟͖͛̿̋͋́̍̕͘͝ẘ̶̧͖͓͂͑̄̓̚͝o̶̡̤̟̻͚̝̻̭͎͑̍̈́͐̑̔̽͂̎r̶̨͚̙̫͉͙̩̯̫͊͊́͒̒͆͠͝͝t̷̛̛̩̭̗͈̊̏̀h̴̡̰̺̩̎̆͌̉͗͆̎̍͘ ̷̦͙̈́̇͂͆a̷̡͍̯̻̣̟̮͌̈̄̀̇n̵̛̩̠̦̅̓̽͐͌̀͝y̵̩͙̠̺̖̬̫͕̅̆̆́͌̽͘t̴̫̳̥͕̞̜̥͋̾h̷̻̲̰͎̦̐̽͐͆͆͘i̴̛̪̺͖̠̟̰͉̻n̸̥͛̋̈́͐̈́̔ǧ̴̛̛͎̣̞̭̭̦͇͇͎̗͗̄̋̈́̈́̔͝ ̸̛̗̲̠͉͊͑̌̆͗̀̃̌ă̵̜̩͉̳̹̟̩̪͎̇̊̆́̓̍̚͠t̷̞̼͍̅̊́͛̐̑̕͝ ̴̛̤͇̑̀̓͛͆͒a̵̧̡̱̪̼͉̭̖͒̇̒͌̕͝͠ͅļ̶̫͎̫̭̺̜̀̈́̃̇͂̈͘l̶̨̮͍̖̱̈́̈͑̏͑̎̓͠.̷͇̙͍̼̣̝̗͕͈̈́̃̌̀͑̑͛”̸̡̱̖̥͉̺̥͔͗͌̅̃̌̈́̽̊̚͜͠ͅ
“If you don’t answer me, I’m calling an ambulance!”
“̶̥̰͍̰͈̪̓͐͋͂̕͝͝ͅM̶͔̝̤̪̖͎̙̜͐̈́̂̏́͑̽̂̚͘͜͜a̵͎̣͓̖̫̥̖̩̿́̀͗͗́͜͝ỹ̷̛͖̤͕͓̟̩͉̰̈̐b̷̢̟̻̗͍͈͇͐̀̐͘e̷͚̰͓͒̇͑̂̐͝ ̵̯̘̠̩̤͗̍̐̋̚ÿ̷̫̥̰̥͙́̍o̶̡͉̱̟̠̰̳̦̮͗ŭ̶͉̤̩̮̲̭̣́̽̆ ̵̦̽̽̎̌̅́̈̕s̴̨̎̆̆̈́͆͋̃͝e̵̮͇̺̗͕̰͑̾e̵̢̩̪̘̰̅̈̑̃̏̅ͅ ̴̠̖̫͚̲͇̱̜̠̓m̴͇̲̲̾͆̋̔͌̈͊̀̚͜͝ȇ̴͕̻̿́͆̈́̕͝͠ ̷̢̨̊ă̷̢̛͍͈̓̎̓̋̇̕͝ŝ̵͈͕̃̈́̓̄̀͘ ̴̥͕͇͕͔̗̞͖̙̖̋̎̂̀̊s̴̲̋́̿̀̅͂̍͊̉̽o̸͕̓́͋m̴̘̖͔̬̮̥̌̉̎͘͠ë̶̠̼ö̶̧́͊̈́͘͠ǹ̵̢̹͎̼̄͊̈͗̄͌e̶͙̪̪̲͖̦͓̜̓̃͜ ̶͉͕̠̭̳̘͛̔̑̋̈́̾̌s̷̤̜̒̾̌̎̓p̷̧͈͍͔͋́̀͌͑͐͌̀͝e̵̢̗̞̪̍̆͐̐́̄͘͝c̸͎̭̓̾̋̓͂̀ȉ̶̟̙͉̤̟̲̔̑ă̷̛̖͚̺̹̑͆̀̿͝ļ̴͙̲͕̟̹̥̲̂ ̵͖͈̫͙̬̿͊͌͛t̵̛̪̠̽̍͑̑̐͗̕͠͝o̴̧̩͎̖͑͛͑̓̊̂͘͘͝͠ ̸̧͊̂̽̐y̶̖̏o̴̪̠̙̦̻̲̙̓̀͗͗̊̃͐̔͛͠u̸̘͈̮̩̖͇͓̠̦̦̕,̵̢̩̻͎̼̰̱͎̲͐̑̍͂̊̏̕̚͠ ̸̧̛͇͖̜͉̘̬͌́̈̓̏̕͜ḇ̷͖̫̺̫̻̽̔̾̃̂͌͌͑ǔ̵̡̧̝̲͈͈̟̱̝̈́̆͜t̵̹͍̺̔̇̓͘͠ ̴̧̱̝̜͓͍̗̃͋̑̿̂̾̚͠ť̵̪̩͔͈̱̉̂̾̈̈́̐̕ȏ̷͖̋̆̈̔̽̚ ̸̧̲̳̜̞͔̟̖̪̝͊͆̈́̿͛́̈́̉̚m̶͎̺͙̈́̏e̸̩͕͚̺̅́̏̌̿̓̄͛̏͠,̵̺̒́̆́̒̈͠ ̴̧͖̱̱̳̟̅̒͊͜y̸͖̘̘̖̻͈̪͍̦͛̀͆͆̓̐̀̈́͗͠ơ̸̢̭̟͔̠͔̝̰͂̿̽̐̈́͆̇͜ų̴̣͚̪͙̟̋̋̃͋͊̍’̸̨͕͛̊r̵̤͆̄̾e̴͔̬͍̝̖̯̫͇̹̦͂̅̽́̚ ̷̦̭̥͇͗j̴̠̆̾̈́̇̑̕͜ũ̵̡̘̠̣̺̭̦̲̱̉̕s̶̫̥̘̳̝̗̆̓̇̊͜t̸͔̥̰̥̯̝͓̥̦̘̄̆͐͒̀̈͌͒͘ ̶͉͖̣̽̏̍́̇͜͜a̷̟̝̺̒ǹ̴͖͇͙͍ ̴̡̢̧̠̥͔̠̏ë̸̯̩́͊̈́́͊̎ỵ̵̜͓̺̪͇̈́̿͗̒͜ë̸̛̞̦̼̒̓̌͌͜͠ͅs̸̭̳̪̰̫̫̙͉͎̬̈́̓ȯ̴̡̩̺̯͍̩̺̩̱r̸͕̰͈̓ȩ̴̡̡̛͈̖̩͚̤̯̦̑͋͌̓̂̈́͠ ̵̡̜̻͕̞̯̉̿̽̃́o̸͚̗͈̪͑͗͝f̸̝̰̫̍̿̋͆͘ ̷̪̥̻͈͉͐͆̇̅á̴̺̣̮͔̑̀́̕ņ̷̰̞̰̺͙͓́́̓͑̚͝ ̵̨̘͎̘̭͔͗͆̔̎̒̀a̶̭̹̺̱̦̖̥̎̐͛̌n̴̯͂̽̉͐͒̈́͒̃́͐n̶̖͚̫̱͚̻̩̜̒̋̆̓́̀̔̓͐o̵̢̧̪̗͙͕͙̯̽͆̊͐̀̄̂̕͘y̸̨̖̮̭̟̲͕̔̈̃͊̍̃̀͐̈́͘i̷̢̱̰̦̮͔̤̫̾̒̀̅̒̀͗̕͜͠͠ṅ̶̝̣̟̙̩̒̾̊̋̒̒̈́̔̓g̸̨̣͇͇͈̰̫͍̣̑̍͘̚ ̴̢̡̨̺̺̹̖̫̜͚̽̍͊l̷̩̱̪͇̀̈́̏̾̈́̄͊̎̕̕ḭ̶͉̙͉͛͂͒̒̌̾̑̓̚̕ͅt̵̨̡̛͓̲̫̤̖͙̠̑͐͐͊̀͘t̵̛͙̙̦͍̭̞̯̲̿̔ͅl̵̠͙̟̽̓̆ȩ̷͉̼̣͎̬̣̽̑̂́͘͜ ̶̺̞̙̀̏̇̉̈́̑͗̓̆͝b̷̡͈̲̫̯̃̐̽̽̌̎̾̑́͜r̶͓̥̱͕͎̐̃̅͛̂̾̑ô̷̡̫̦͝t̸̟͖͎̣̺͆͌̀ĥ̸͚͙͎̪̩̘̏͊͂̑̚ė̸̖̈́̄ṟ̶̦̘̘͍̮̀̂.̵̢̼̹̰̳̮̭̝̿̽̓͐̀͒̂͝͝”̴͎̩̹̠̖̫̹̹͈̠̉̑̾̊͆͛̅́͛
The images of Sae’s exhausted and disgusted eyes, the voice dripping with hatred, the icy look that froze Rin’s heart more than the snow of that night.
No… No..!
This isn’t how it’s supposed to be!!
THIS ISN’T HOW IT’S S̵͇̗̫͚͚͉̭͎̮̤̈́͛̑̋́̒Ü̵͙͍̺̪͚̹͙͙̅́́̈́̐̈́Ṗ̴̟̜̰̰͉̞͎̟͖̑̂͗͗̔͋̕Ṗ̶̬̊ͅO̴̧̢͖̱̳̩̰̾̑̎̈́͋̉̊̑Ş̴̡̺̥͙͕̜̜͎̣͐̾̈̊̀͐̌̂̅͝E̴̠̙̳̭͈̱͚͎̠̺̕D̸̛̯̝̝̲̗͐̈́́́̂̆̓͊̕͜ ̵̖̋͛̃̑̈́͌̍͊T̸̜̪͇͖̙̹̗̰̭̽̋͌Ŏ̸̢̖̝͍͖̜͓͂̓̚̚ͅ ̸̠̪͂́͛͑̎̌̉̔B̶̘͈̞̣̔͌Ȩ̷̬̻͎̼̺̠͇̳̱͆-̶̗͙̟̏—
“RIN!!!”
Rin suddenly gasped and sucked in sharp cold air. He opened his blurry eyes to see Sae hovering over him, pressing a warm gloved hand over his chest and forehead, frantically trying to see if he was alright.
Rin let his head melt into his brother’s hand. When his gaze traveled up to Sae’s eyes, he saw that they were now sky blue, not the deep teal colored irises that he shared with him.
“N-Nii-chan…” Rin whimpered. “Don’t… Don’t go…”
“I’m right here, Rin! I’m right here.” Sae said desperately. Even his voice sounded different. Maybe it was because Rin’s heart was pumping so loud that all he heard was the blood rushing to his ears.
He soaked into the warmth of Sae’s arms as he carried him on his back on the way home. Rin’s breathing had calmed down a little now. His breath came out in puffs of clouds and colored his cheeks.
“Nii-chan…Don’t go…” he whimpered.
“I’m right here, Rin-rin. I’m right here.” Sae murmured.
Rin just nodded against his neck and curled his arms and legs tight around Sae.
“I don’t want you to leave…”
Not again.
Not after I made it how it should be.