three words eight letters 【SemiShira】

❝ chapter 8 ❞

Semi's face is stiff, no one can really determine that he's angry. His face is blank, it looks like he's actually calm. But his inner self is on rage.

Semi helps his teammates to clean the court. He picks up the rolled net and walks towards the equipment room. He can feel his body shaking. There's only one person who would make such things to his guitar, Semi is sure of that. It's no other than the person in front of him.

Shirabu is standing inside the equipment room, fixing the volleyballs in its container while whistling. Semi aggressively drops the rolled net on the floor which made the smaller boy flinch and looks at him. Semi closes the door, clenching his fist tight.

Shirabu tenses. He's half guilty about what happened. He's half guilty about what he did. But he couldn't blame himself. Semi also did something terrible to him last night and he just wants to convey what he felt. He just wants the other person to realize how awful Semi did to him.

Shirabu innocently walks towards the door yet Semi is there blocking his way. He can hear Semi's sharp breaths as if he's holding back something.

"Get out of my way will you...?" Shirabu spats, but the taller guy just stares at him blankly.

Semi brushes his messy hair using his fingers before he finally spoke.

"Give me a god damn valid reason why did you do it."

Shirabu gulps. He doesn't have the courage to move a single step. Semi's breath is brushing on the smaller boy's forehead. His voice is like an ice, cold, hard. Shirabu is aware of what he's talking about, he's the only one who can be aware of that. But of course, he denies it, acting innocent.

"What are you talking about? I didn't do anything, stop with the accusations."

A few seconds of silence.

After a while, Shirabu gasps when his senpai grabs his shirt and switches their position. Shirabu silently whimpers in pain when his back hits the hard metal door.

"The fuck Eita! What's wrong with you!" He hisses while glaring at Semi.

Semi angrily shakes the smaller boy's body as if he's desperate for something. He doesn't care anymore, he just wants to let out his anger, his rage, his frustration to Shirabu. He doesn't care if the smaller guy is hurting, he doesn't care everything about Shirabu.

"What's wrong with me?" Semi scoffs in disbelief.
"Are you asking what's wrong with me? Nothing's wrong with me, Kenjirou! And you?! What's wrong with you? What's gotten into that dumb brain of yours and you have the guts to ruin everything about me?!"

Shirabu is confused, puzzled. He's not aware of why Semi is reacting that way. Sure, he destroyed the guitar. But Shirabu thought it's just a guitar, you can easily replace it. And the person in front of him is totally overreacting about what happened.

"What are you talking abou-"

"Shut up, Kenjirou. Don't... You even dare to open your mouth..." Semi's voice trails off. He feels like his energy is already drained. He's exhausted. Not physically, but mentally.

Semi rests his forehead on the metal door just beside Shirabu's head and continues to talk, "You have no idea how much I'm hurting right now. You took everything from me! You took over my position, do you even know? That's the only reason why I did my best to enter this god damn school then you will just pop up and easily snatched that opportunity from me?"

Shirabu hears the other guy sniffs. But he had no chance to think when Semi grabs his shirt and shakes his body again.

"Eita, let go of me-"

"I told you to shut up! That guitar! That guitar was the only thing left to me. That's the only thing that I have... And again for the second time you just easily took it from me. Fuck, you never understand my feeling-"

"C'mon Eita." Shirabu cuts off. He shoves Semi's body aggressively making the other guy steps back away from Shirabu. "And how about mine? Did you even try to understand my feelings? Did you even understand why I'm doing this? You know nothing about me."

"I don't want to know anything about you! Who do you think you are? You're nonsense. You're not even that important. Why are you even here?"

You're nonsense. You're not even that important.

You're nonsense. You're not even that important.

You're nonsense. You're not even that important.

Shirabu clenches both of his fists. He cannot help but let the tears slide down his cheeks. He doesn't have the courage to speak. Why would he? No one even tried to understand him if ever he would explain his side. No one even cared for him. And just as Semi said a while ago he's not even important. Shirabu is just a nobody.

Semi's words keep on echoing on his mind and he knows, that will haunt him every night when he goes to sleep. His words will leave a scar on his heart, a deep one.

"And now you're crying? Stop that bullshit." Semi breathes an amount of air to fill in his lungs. He's out of breath, it feels like he ran a kilometer.

The two are just standing in front of each other. Shirabu's head is down, hiding his tears. Semi is looking at Shirabu with a furious look in his eyes.

Finally, Semi's senses came back. He hears some murmurs outside the equipment room and he realizes that his other teammates are still cleaning up the gym.

Semi composes himself as if nothing happened. He ignores the sniffing guy in front of him. After a while, he holds the handle of the metal door.

"Fuck off, you're blocking the way." Semi coldly stated at Shirabu. The smaller guy just nods, smiling bitterly to himself as he steps away at the door.

The door opens, and there he saw Ushijima resting his chin on Tendou's head. Goshiki is holding a pair of scissors while staring intently at the equipment room door. Reon, Hayato, Taichi, and the others are sitting on the floor as if waiting for a miracle to come out of the equipment room. When they saw Semi, they immediately back off and give him a path to leave the room. They stared at the third year's face, but Semi immediately looks away.

He quickly walks towards the changing room, picks up all of his stuff including the guitar. He hurries towards the gym door and decided to walk home by himself.

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I'm not really confident about this one but I hope this made sense. And my apologies if this was too much angst, I'll promise I'm building up something for those two ^^

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