[ VERSE TWO ]

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Oh brother, we'll go deeper than the ink

Beneath the skin of our tattoos

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" oh my god samu you're so lazy! This is why we keep losing all the time!"

"URUSAIWA YOU IDIOTIC PEICE OF SHIT WEVE ONLY LOST ONCE STOP EXAGGERATING!"

The inarizaki team sighed. This was the twins fifth argument for the week and now that Kita is gone for personal issues at home, the twins tend to get physical. Suna was taking pictures of the two throwing punches and strangling each other, sometimes videotape the weird names atsumu and osamu had for each other. Names such as lazy bum, dumbbutt and shrimp brain.

The two siblings never talked for the rest of the day. If they need anything they'll give the other a death stare and point to what they need. A great example of this would be when osamu needed an eraser from atsumu, so osamu stared at his twin for 5 solid minutes and pointed at atsumu's eraser. But they are siblings thus they live in the same house so by the end of the day they start talking about random subjects. No matter how many times they fought they can't deny that their love for each other is deeper than the roots of their hair.

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" oh 'Tsumu you are my brother and I love you, that's the truth..."

We're living different lives. Heaven only knows if we'll make it back with all our fingers and our toes

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Many times atsumu would go to places at night while his family is at home and say that it was his volleyball practice. Atsumu won't tell his parents nor his brother what goes on in his life. But since he was happy and smiling in the morning, nobody suspected anything wrong or asked him where he really was at eight in the night. Osamu tried once, he stayed up to wait for his brother to come back home.

" 'Tsumu where did you go! Momand dad were worried so they asked me to stay up for your late ass" Osamu informed Atsumu as soon as he walked through the door with the look of annoyance on his face. But that face disappeared when osamu noticed the eyebags underneath his eyes and his hair was a mess.

Osamu sayed silent and handed Atsumu a plate of onigiri to Atsumu gesturing with his hands and eyes to eat. Osamu tried to ask where he was or why he went out because whatever it was it made atsumu seem depressed as if someone had died.

" It was late practice, nothing out of the ordinary," the blonde said with an exhausted voice.

And with that Osamu waited until eight in the night for atsumu to come back home and give him some food to eat. One day he didn't come back, he took his jacket and dashed outside the home locking the door. He looked left and right for atsumu. He wasn't there.

"Maybe I could go to that pathway, he could have taken that pathway... there's no cars now..." osamu thought as he scanned for any other cars that were passing by. Hands in his pockets he crossed the road.

Osamu was so worried for his brother, he didn't know where he was or how he was doing but because of this worry his mind wasn't on the road. Osamu couldn't see or hear the sounds of the car. The car was speeding to osamu but before osamu had time to zone back a voice called his name and snapped him out.

"SAMU!!!"

"... T-Tsumu?...TSUMU!"

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Osamu took a deep breath and started to steady his breathing, loosening the grip of the jersey. He placed it down on the floor and stared at it for a long time with his red puffy eyes. He thought about what would happen if Atsumu were to survive, he would smile and laugh at his imagines he made about his brother. After five years, twenty years if he comes back, it will always stay the same.

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