As Long as I'm With You || Tsukasa x Reader

chapter nine: wrenched in half

In the vacant Broadcasting Room, a single black Koku-joudai out of nowhere blew inside, right above the ground.

In a flash, it halted to an immediate stop, leaving Y/N up in midair. She rapidly came falling down to the white-and-black checkered floor of the room, her head about to smash down first.

"CATCH!"

"Gotcha!"

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Chapter Nine:
Wrenched in Half

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Tsukasa caught the air-borne girl in his arms, not long after they both crumbled to the ground.

Y/N muttered ouches, lifting her face from Tsukasa's chest.

A gigantic smile was evident on the ghost, perfectly normal and his same-usual self. He looked nothing like the Tsukasa she saw back in the classroom, his body injured. The boy drained out, not an ounce of strength left in him.

"So.. he's not hurt?"

"But then, who was in that classroom back there?"

She huffed out a breath of relief.

"Well, I guess it doesn't matter.. As long as he's fine."

Y/N dived towards Tsukasa, clutching onto him in a very tight hug. "Tsukasa.. you're alright!"

He raised his chin from Y/N's shoulder while grinning. "Yeah, of course I am!"

Tsukasa later stroked her arm, that firmly wrapped around his neck. "Did something happen back there?"

"Did something.. happen..?"

Y/N unleashed him from her hug. Her arms, with haste, shooting back to her sides.

Steadily, she slid away from him, her eyes once beaming with ease, now sulking to ones of panic and wary.

Why was she hugging him when he's the one who started all of this?

She sprang to her feet while also glaring down at the boy on the floor, fists clenched in a white-knuckled grip.

Why does it matter to her whether he's hurt, or that he's okay, when he even tried to get rid of Yashiro and Natsuhiko?

Tsukasa tilted his head at Y/N in confusion. "Nande? Are you okay?" He afterward rose from the floor as well. "Did you get hurt–"

Not waiting for Tsukasa to finish his sentence, she stormed to the door of the room, not looking back at him.

Tsukasa flew towards Y/N.

"Matte! What's wrong?"

Y/N spun around to face Tsukasa, laughing with an edge. "You.. really.. have the audacity to ask what's wrong?!"

The first-year hunched her head, biting the bottom of her lip, trying to prevent herself from shedding more tears.

"I'm not crying anymore today.. and definitely not in front of him."

"You promised.." Her voice shuddered at her words. "You promised you wouldn't hurt anyone after I'd spy on Yashiro!"

"I don't get why you're so mad.." Tsukasa slammed a hand over his chest, his wide and desolate amber eyes focused only on Y/N. "I did what you said! I didn't hurt anymore supernaturals!"