𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝. | 𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐬𝐮

chapter two

In Tokyo...

"Yes, yes I know!"

"I know, the usual. Don't cross the lights unless it's green, stay with Sakusa and Suna, and don't talk to strangers."

"Dad! I'm just going to the local cafe. It's not that dangerous!"

Osamu hung up.

Jesus, he thought. Why does dad have to be so overprotective all the time?

Osamu stood up straight as he walked down the streets of Tokyo. He was going to be meeting with his boyfriend, Suna, and his best friend, Sakusa.

The cafe's bells rung as Osamu stepped into the facility.

A tall hand at the back of the cafe was raised and waved lazily, "'Samu, over here." Suna winked.

"Hey guys, sorry I'm late." Osamu sat down, "dad wouldn't get off my back."

"Yeah, yeah, anyway," Suna raised an eyebrow, "a little birdie told me that you know a few of the new students?" Suna grinned, "spill."

Suna had his hair perfectly parted and his eyes gleamed green. He wore a black shirt with a brown cardigan, paired with dark grey dress shorts and white trainers. His family was rich enough that he didn't have to care about what he wore. Like how he was wearing pants that he'd normally put on with his tuxedo. The Suna's were well known for their designer clothing brands, only sold to those with a hundred million yen stored in their pockets. Cash only.

Sakusa on the other hand had messier hair, almost covering his twin moles. He had a black mask on whilst looking at the cafe's menu. He wore a white button up with a black sweater over top, paired with leather boots and multiple rings and necklaces. The Sakusa's were an influential family, with connections all over the world. They practically owned the marketing industry with how successful they were. So successful and rich that Sakusa could buy all of Tokyo if he so much said the word.

"Huh? Rin that's not-"

"Don't bother denying it," Sakusa butt in, menu discarded, "your dad told your neighbour, who told the cashier at the local seven-eleven, who told Suna's mum, who told my mum, who, by extension, told me."

"Oh my god, why does this neighbourhood have to have the nosiest neighbours?"

Sakusa raised an eyebrow, "stop stalling. Who are the new students?"

Osamu sighed, "well, this morning the school sent my dad a message, basically saying that someone related to us has just been enrolled into the school. Obviously, my dad and I were pretty curious. We sent my mum, y'know, the one is Hyogo, a text. She said that my twin brother, who also lives in Hyogo, had just been awarded a scholarship, along with his two other friends, Bokuto Koutarou and Kuroo Tetsurou. My dad asked if Atsumu, my twin, wanted to stay with us for a week until school starts. So he can get used to Tokyo, I guess."

Osamu put his head on Suna's shoulder, "I mean, I haven't seen him in, what? Ten, maybe eleven years. I'd love to hang out with him, but I'm not sure if he even likes me. I mean, c'mon, a decade and not a single text or happy birthday? Hell, they never even pick up when we want to do Christmas calls."

Osamu honestly wishes he were closer to his brother. Before the divorce they were two peas in a pod. Atsumu and Osamu Miya, the twin brothers who never left each other's sides. Although Osamu can't remember much, he can remember Atsumu's bright smile. Their personalities complimented each other perfectly. One stoic and composed, the other energetic and excitable. Yin and yang.

Do we even look similar anymore?

Osamu and Atsumu were hard to tell apart. You'd think they were a mirror reflection apart from their eyes. Osamu could only imagine the differences now that they had grown up. Hell, Osamu even dyed his hair grey.