Muse of the Black Handed (SakuAtsu)

1 : slow motion

"Kiyoomi, please let me go now. I'm fine okay?" a beautiful woman smiled.

Kiyoomi doesn't know why he's crying. He's unable to control his dreams but he felt the pain lingering in his heart.

"I.. I can't let you go. What about our daughter? and.. I love you." His voice cracked.

"You didn't love me, so let me go okay? You'll find your happiness again." the woman said.

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It's almost 7am.

Kiyoomi woke up in tears because of that dream again. The man stood up and went to the bathroom to take a bath.

After fixing his black polo and pants, Kiyoomi proceeds to drying his curls up. He found himself getting more ready and excited than usual but he doesn't know why.

"Good morning, Daddy." Kitsumu entered the kitchen while he was still cooking breakfast.

"Good morning baby. Are you excited to go to school today?" He asked.

"Yes. I get to see Mr. Miya again, he's my favorite teacher already!" The light in her face was there once again.

"Can I come to your classroom later to meet this Mr. Miya?" he asked again.

"Sure! He's really pretty and nice and all the kids in class is nice to me too! And then they included me in the games, and then they gave me chocolate and candy, but I gave them to Mr. Miya because he's nice to me and also I don't really like chocolate and candy because it will give me cavities." the little girl raved.

"You know baby, I missed you talking so excited and happy. Do you love Mr. Miya more than me now?" Kiyoomi pretended to be sad about it.

"Uhm.. hehe" Kitsumu gave him a sheepish smile.

Kiyoomi gave Kitsumu her food and they ate together, still talking about the mysterious teacher. He already knew every information about this teacher.

Miya Atsumu, a 26 year old preschool teacher who's a famous pro volleyball player in Tokyo. He still plays though, but he wanted a sideline for extra income so he applied as a preschool teacher since he loves kids. He also has a twin, Miya Osamu. He was also a pro volleyball player and now runs an onigiri shop.

There's a lot more information he read before going to sleep, and now he's meeting him.

"Daddy, this way is our classroom!" His daughter lead the way and he followed her silently.

Kitsumu saw that the door is open which means the teacher is already there. She greeted the teacher. Kiyoomi followed his daughter and stepped inside the classroom.

Suddenly, everything slowed down when he saw a tall blonde man with beautiful brown eyes and thick eyebrows wearing eyeglasses. The beautiful man had an athletic body and thick thighs.

Kiyoomi was rooted in his place. He froze the moment he saw the man with ethereal beauty.

"Good morning sir! Are you Kitsumu's brother?" the beautiful man asked.

Everything went back to normal and he's in his right mind again.

'What did just happen?' He shook his head as he thought.

"I- Ahm- No. I'm her dad." he answered.

The man's red lips formed an 'O' shape and admit it or not, Kiyoomi admired everything about him.

"Oh.. I'm sorry, you look very young, sir." the man said.

"Ah, I think we're in the same age. I'm Sakusa Kiyoomi, by the way. Pleasure to meet you." he declared.

"Miya Atsumu's the name. Nice to meet you too, uhm- Sir Sakusa?" Atsumu doubted for a second.

"Kiyoomi is fine." he stated.

"Oh, okay. Uhm what brings you here though?" asked Atsumu.

"The case is.. my daughter has her face rested always and she never smiled that bright when I picked her up yesterday. I wonder what you did, I'm really curious. It mesmerizes me."

"Oh. Before I answer that, may I know why? I noticed it too. I knew there was something off."

"Her mom died when she was 4. I was shocked back then because she grew up as a happy girl. After she saw her mom and realized she's never coming back, I never saw that smile again. Other kids won't even remember what happened but that moment was stuck in her head." Kiyoomi explains.

"That's why. I told her to play with others and she said "No. They'll die if they play with me." I asked why and then she told me "Mom died because of me." then I explained her things." Atsumu told him.

Kiyoomi never knew Kitsumu blamed herself because her mom died. It wasn't really because of her. It was because of stress, pain and suffering that made her mom kill herself.

"Thank you for bringing my daughter back." Kiyoomi smiled.

Atsumu blushed. "A-Ah, it's nothing. I'm happy to help." He smiled too.

Kids started to enter the classroom along with some parents. Young looking women was just staring at them. 'Oh my gosh, two handsome men talking' looks are coming from their eyes.

The bell rang and that's the sign for parents to leave the classrooms so the children and the teacher can start their classes. Disappointment crawled on Kiyoomi's face. He wanted to know more about Atsumu.

"Alright kids, say bye bye to your parents now, so we can start our lesson for today." Atsumu said with a smile which made some women blush.

Kiyoomi waved goodbye to Kitsumu and stole a glance to Atsumu before leaving. His heartbeat went fast as he stepped out of the school.

"Damn, what the hell was that?" he said. Looked for his phone and called Komori.

"What does it mean when you see someone so beautiful and your heart starting beating damn fast, Motoya?" he started.

"Are you dumb or what? Is it the first time you felt that?" Komori asked.

"Yeah."

"Then you're inlove." Komori went straight to the point.

"H-How? I just met him today, for fuck's sake!" Kiyoomi started panicking.

"Hold your horses, Kiyoomi. "Him"? you mean it's a guy?"

"Yes, a fucking beautiful man. I thought my daughter misused the term "pretty" when she described this mysterious teacher but damn, Toya. He really is fucking pretty- no, beautiful. Perfect. Ethereal." He heaved a sigh.

"Miya Atsumu? Yeah, you're right. He's a good looking one, he has a lot of fans in Tokyo, he's a volleyball player right? Well known, he might have a girlfriend with that face. Looks like the type to break your heart." Komori laughed.

"Fuck you. But he's not just good looking, he's nice and polite. He even called me sir and it made me- God, I can't even explain." Kiyoomi protested.

"Nice? Polite? Bro, he's known for being boastful and rude, he likes mocking people and he's an asshole according to my trusted sources." Komori argued.

"Yeah, no. Don't try to ruin his image to me." Kiyoomi ends the call and sighed.

'What the hell happened to me? What did you do, Miya Atsumu?' Kiyoomi thought.

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