The Moon's Redamancy In Fall [Tsukishima x Yamaguchi]

fourty-five.

Yamaguchi

Yacchan, my mom and I sat around the table in front of a hearty meal, but I couldn't seem to get my proper appetite, my immune system kicking into a high gear, driving my eagerness to eat down when I couldn't even get my hand to hold my spoon.

The three of us, alone in our social anxiety, sat quietly and awkwardly not exchanging a word for several minutes, the soft clanking of the glasses and utensils was the only thing that could be heard the silence was deafening, until my mom cleared her throat to speak.

"Anyway . . . erm, yeah-" and then nothing. My mom had no idea what to say, and I could feel the tension in the room. I fidgeted a bit and tried to alleviate the awkwardness, I don't want to be here.

Yacchan fixed her gaze towards my mom, "The dinner is very delicious Mrs. Yamaguchi," She comments, her voice settling over the silence making it more comfortable.

My mom's lips tugged into a smile but her eyes very still, "Why, thank you, Yachi-san!" She tittered, before eyeing me and then down to my untouched food, "Tadashi, don't you like your mother's cooking? You haven't touched your food,"

I didn't reply or even took a glimpse of her but stared down to my food. I didn't want to speak or even talk about anything, I just wanted to rest. Yacchan fixed her gaze at me, her eyebrows pulling down together in concern.

My mom forced out a laugh and flicked her hand towards Yacchan, "He's all right, honey, don't worry about him, he just got a little sick,"

After a few minutes, I managed to get some little portion of food in my mouth but I gnawed the food sluggishly, my throat ached with every swallow I made, forcing the food down my throat.

My mom begun to speak, "So . . . How are your studies, Yachi-san?" She asked Yacchan who chewed on her food leisurely before speaking.

Yacchan gave her a kind smile, "My mom's fixing my school application in Kyoto and almost three prestigious schools are offering me a scholarship, if possible, I might as well get accepted in London," She explained, beaming proudly.

I was never surprised about Yacchan's success in academics because she do things so flawlessly and hearing about the huge opportunity that's given to her, I couldn't be more proud of her. But London?

My mom gaped in surprise, "Tadashi, did you hear that? That's amazing, Yachi! My husband works in Kyoto, too and soon enough when my son finishes his studies here, we'll be moving in Kyoto," She mentioned. Repeating the same news again and again.

Yacchan giggled and nodded her head, "Tadashi did mentioned, Mrs. Yamaguchi,"

Chatters after chatters of my mom bragging about moving to Kyoto went on, I felt sick to my stomach, I didn't even want to hear the word Kyoto ever again.

When I tried to grip the glass of water timidly, I tipped the glass before my brain could even register, the glass of water slipped right through my shaky fingers dropping it on the table, luckily it wasn't full. Yacchan lets out a small gasp and my mom sighing in an exasperated tone.

Yacchan was quick to move as she took the glass in her hands and wiping the spilled water, I felt extremely weak in each passing minute, "Yachi-san, forgive me, Tadashi is such a mess,"

Yacchan ignored my mom and studied my state, I didn't care what I looked like, usually when she looks at me for the longest time, I'd feel anxious but now, I could only focus on how hot my body was radiating I feel like I'm going to pass out soon.

I closed my burning eyes again when I hear Yacchan bolted up to her seat, rattling the table, but I kept my eyes closed.

"Tadashi-kun, your nose is bleeding," Panic was obvious in Yacchan's voice but she concealed her panic by putting a napkin over my nose.