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"Why wouldn't you come?! We've been practicing this piece for AGES! And.. and you think you can just throw all of our hard work away like that?!"
The Brown haired boy cried, trying to grasp the fact that the white haired boy in front of him refused to perform to the recital. The very same recital that gave both of them a chance to grow.
The white haired boy flinched,
"..Onii-san.. it's not like that.. I don't exactly want to show up right now, is that so wrong?.."
"This is our only chance! Could you at least understand that..? They won't even bat an eye at us ever again if you didn't go FOR GODS SAKE!"
"..." The white haired boy clutched his fists, he seems fed up with the brown haired boy's words, he is very tired and just want to rest, can't the brown haired boy see that?
"Well then? Who cares if they won't look at us anymore! Not me! Let me have my sleep! You can just perform by yourself if you really want to come, but im. Not. Going." The white haired boy gritted his teeth, before he continued,
"Why are you so invested in this?.. I have a life too outside of the recital, my life doesn't revolve around one single stage UNLIKE YOU!" He yelled, hoping that his message come across.
The brown haired boy froze, shocked by the white haired boy's words. So many thoughts circling around his mind, how dare he think that all of it didnt matter? That the recital, all of the practice they've done together, the sweat, tears, everything he'd done..
How dare he?
"..Who cares? I CARE! Just because you don't think its something necessary, doesn't mean that I'm not allowed to have a say in it! You have no idea what I have done in order for us to get that position! I tried so hard to convince them to let you perform with me, and I won't give that up."
"You **will** come with me. That's final." The brown haired boy stressed, as he grip the white haired boy's arm tight.
"NO! I SAY I WONT! LET ME GO!"
"SHUT UP!"
"I SAY-"
The white haired boy is able to escape from the brown haired boy's grip, but the brown haired boy is still trying to grab him. The white haired boy took a few steps back before he yelled
"-LET ME GO!"
The white haired boy grabbed the brown haired boy's shoulder as strong as he can, and pushes him down the stairs with all of the power he had left.
The brown haired boy screamed. As he fell down, his head hitting the blocks of stairs one by one, leaving a trail of blood on it before it hit the hard, concrete floor. The brown haired boy is trying his best to breathe, before he closes his eyes, leaving him lying unconscious.
"..."
The white haired boy blinked, looking confused as to what just happened.
"..O- Onii-san..?" The white haired boy stuttered, as he carefully go down, approaching the brown haired boy, who is covered in blood.
The white haired boy's eyes widen by the sight, horrified by his own actions. He then broke down in tears as he hug the brown haired boy's limp body, in hopes that all of this is just a nightmare that he will wake up from soon.
"I'm sorry.. I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to.. please wake up.."
It doesn't matter how many apologies the white haired boy chant, the brown haired boy's pulse becoming more and more faint. Until there's nothing anymore, except a bloody, limp body with empty eyes staring at nothing.
The white haired boy's clothes is now covered in blood, but he does not care. He continues to cry and cry until all of his tears had been used up.
As time went on, a black haired girl come to the house, worried about the white haired boy and the brown haired boy's well being.
As she enters the living room, her cheery hello's got cutted off by the view.
"..A-Atsushi-san?.. Why.. Why you and dazai-san are covered in blood?.. what.."
The black haired girl is shaking, holding her tears as she slowly approached the white haired boy, and asked, "..What happened?.."
"..My Fault.. It's My Fault.." the white haired boy mumbled, his eyes are red and puffy, dry tears on his face while the shirt he wore has dried blood in it. the black haired girl blinked, worried by the white haired boy's words before she looked down at the brown haired boy's face.
His head and hair are covered in blood, his eyes were hollow, and devoid of life. Something that shouldnt be on the brown haired boy's face. Bruises are littered on the brown haired boy's arms and legs, probably a result from hitting something hard.
The black haired girl froze, then quickly checked the brown haired boy's pulse.
There's nothing.
Oh.
He's dead.
The brown haired boy is dead.
"A-atsushi-san?..." The black haired girl tries to call the white haired boy, her voice is shaky, she's trying her best not to cry.
The white haired boy didn't answer, all he does is continue to hug the brown haired boy's body even more, as he sniffed. It seems that he didn't plan to move anytime soon.
"..." The black haired girl couldn't handle it anymore, she let the tears streamed across her face as she close her eyes.
As the black haired girl continues to cry, the white haired boy's words come to haunt her mind, how does this can be his fault?.. there's no way.. right?..
He would never do that, the loves the brown haired boy too much to ever do such things as killing him.
The black haired girl opened her eyes slowly, and turned her head to look at the white haired boy.
"Atsushi-san.. what should-"
She sees something behind The white haired boy.
It's void black, it looks like an almagation of.. the black haired girl doesnt know how to explain it, but that thing is-
She looked down, turning her attention to the brown haired boy, the black void almagation covered a few parts of his body. As if that thing is the one who did this-
...
Oh, that's it.
that must be right, it's not the white haired boy who done this, but rather something behind them. The evil thing who killed the brown haired boy.
The black haired girl shook her head, as she wiped her tears. She has to do something about this. That thing behind them is the one who've done this, but if she tell anyone, no one will believe her. And if they didn't believe her, the white haired boy will be arrested, he will be hated by everyone, when it's not even his fault-
The black haired girl quickly enters the garage, looking for anything that can help them.
How she can save him from this?.. there must be something right? They can't hide the brown haired boy, it will take too long, and their parent will found out-
Bleach, mop, bucket-
rope.
What can she do with this one?.. the rope looked unused, which is weird since The brown haired boy-
Oh.
She has an idea.