𝐒𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐞𝐬 || 𝐌.𝐀𝐭𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐮

Sciamachy||53

3rd P.O.V

Sciamachy
Noun|Meaning:
A battle against imaginary enemies; fighting your shadow.

It was two days before the match of MSBY Black Jackals and Schweiden Adlers, it also means that it has been two weeks since Y/n had last talked to Atsumu. Y/n avoided him at all cost even now that Atsumu is one of the ambassadors Y/n just needed to calm down for a bit. She needed to think over everything. She needed to breathe. When Atsumu had to ask something Y/n asked her new secretary, not Mr.Tamura since he had finally re-opened his father's small furniture business.

Osamu's hands were trembling, his lips were quivering, his head pressed against the white wall while his hands tried to claw on them looking for something to hold on to. He couldn't bare the guilt, he was about to break in any moment. He had closed his onigiri shop at six in the evening when he normally closes it at eight.

He remembered what he saw in Suna's eyes, he could see the burning hatred he had for Y/n. Osamu kept swallowing and swallowing the truth but he just wanted to throw it up. He kept choking and choking, he wasn't able to handle it. He begged for the gods to take this pain away inside his chest, he thought that this was the punishment for hiding the truth. 'I destroyed someone else's family.' He wanted to deny it even if that meant hiding the truth further on.

"Tsumu you really should try to be friends with other guys you know." Osamu tried to advice his brother but his words went deaf on his ears.

"Samu you shouldn't worry about me so much. Besides I have you, all I need is my family." Sure that was heart-melting but Osamu really cared for his brother. He didn't want him to be hated by others, he didn't want Atsumu to be alone by himself when he's over at a friend's.

"Seriously, why do I act older than you?" They were only seven yet their minds weren't that immature. They were quite mature for their age, they knew more than other not in a educational way though.

Osamu had to keep reminding himself to put his family first, to put Atsumu first because they were brothers. 'Blood is thicker than water, right?' He had to say that to himself multiple times so he could protect his brother. He had to.

"Miss Y/n a man named Mister Miya Osamu wishes for your company. Shall I send him away?" Y/n's new secretary asks. He was only twenty-six years old, he used to be a nurse student until he had to drop out after he got his girlfriend pregnant. Being Y/n's secretary gave him more than enough to support his family and the apartment they lived in.

"No Mr.Kusakabe, please welcome him." Y/n removes her eyes away from the computer screen after she just finished typing up an e-mail to send to the secretary of Akashi. He bows his head and opens the door of her office and leaves as he went to pick up Osamu from the reception area.

Y/n spins her office chair, bored out of her mind. She just wanted to see him again. They were going to meet each other during the MSBY Black Jackals versus Schweiden Adlers but Y/n was impatient. She suddenly reminded herself that it was unprofessional to spin around the chair and play around so she sat on her seat patiently like she's supposed to.

Mr.Kusakabe opens Y/n's office door revealing Osamu who was standing behind him. Y/n never noticed how broad his shoulders got despite quitting being an athlete. Osamu enters Y/n's office and read her name that was written on a golden plaque, Osamu heard the door shut behind him making his head turn around. "Why don't you take a sit?" Y/n offers.

Her office was spacious, it was able to fit couches that was almost unnecessary unless Y/n had to talk with private clients in her office. Osamu sits on the brown leathered couch making himself a bit comfortable despite the awkward tension. Y/n heels tapped the marbled tiles as she walked to sit opposite Osamu. "What did you need me for?" She says directly after she takes a sit.

"Why can't you just tell Suna the truth?" Y/n hadn't known that Osamu practically knew about it. She began to suspect that Atsumu had told Osamu but that was also questioning because she knew that Atsumu wouldn't even tell his own twin. "I was in the storage room where you and Atsumu saw last each other during second year. I heard everything." He bolded the word 'everything'.

"I can tell Suna but I may not tell Suna." It really felt weird for her when she called her brother by his last name. "You're really like your brother you know that?" That wasn't new to him as he had heard it multiple times after being compared to his blond haired twin. "Both of you really should pretend like nothing ever happened." That fumed Osamu up.

"How can you just say that?!" He yelled at her, he stood up from the soft couch and looked on Y/n. "Do you know this stupid feeling of guilt has been eating me up ever since I found out everything?" His volume tones down after realising he slightly went overboard.

"Don't carry the burden of my mistake Osamu. This was the path I chose and I intend to walk this way until I die." She really didn't bother on telling Rintarō the truth anymore, because none of it really mattered to her anymore. There was no point in telling Suna, she knew him well. She knows that he would start a fight if he found out about the truth.

"Are you listening to what you're saying Y/n?" Osamu couldn't believe the girl who sat in front of her wearing such smarty-pants clothes but to him she seemed so naive. "You're willing to sacrifice your family for a piece of shit like my brother? Y/n don't!" He advises her a bit too late, precisely five years late. He just wanted to pressure Y/n into admitting the truth to Suna, so he could just live normally.

"Why are you doing this if you don't even love my brother?!"
Her eyes widened beyond shock. She shouldn't care anymore right? They no longer loved each other so why was she still holding onto that stupid promise she made six years ago. Why was she holding on to a memory that happened six years ago when she abandoned everything?

"Pinky promise?"

"Pinky promise.