eccedentesiast || s.manjiro

SPECIAL CHAPTER ¹

# ORIGINAL PLOT ;; REFERRING TO CHAPTER ( idk i forgot )

"huh? are you still going on with that bullshit, takemitchy? seriously, i'm not going to die," the h/c lad gently shrugged the blonde's hands off his shoulder then releasing a soft chuckle. "you worry too much. i'm just gonna go and check it out."

the taller male smile and ruffled his hair, walking pass him and wave to him, not looking back. takemitchy had his blue eyes shimmer, filling with tears.

"no, no, no!" the blonde ran to b/n, attempting to stop him for the second time.

the h/c male hearing his loud footsteps, turn around, engulfing takemichi in a hug, startling the poor boy. "take care of my sister if something did happened to me."

patting takemichi's back, b/n calmed the blonde in no time, earning a sniffles and sobbing from takemichi. his body shooked as he sobs into the taller male's shoulder.

taking advantage of his now vulnerable state, he slipped away from his embrace.

-

"where'd my brother go, takemitchy?" you asked the blonde who looked somewhat scared, nervous even. "and what're you doing here?" she pointed out as the male bit his lips and hesitatingly smile to her.

"he went... somewhere." takemichi dragged out.

"somewhere, where?" watching the boy who was washing in his sweat, she breathe out. "hanagaki takemichi."

hearing her calling him by his full name, he blurted out. "i don't know! he said he was just gonna check something out! i don't know where!"

you suck the inside of your cheeks. "i have a bad feeling, takemitchy."

with that, the two of you roam around the city of tokyo to search for your brother. checking in the place he would always go to or places he ever mentioned before yet, still no sign of him everywhere.

as you passing a street, three guys, two of them was wearing the same shirt and the other had a white jacket with a symbol at his back. they walked slightly further away from the guy with the white jacket, they had come out from one of the abandoned arcane. and you, decided to check the place out.

"takemichi, here." grabbing the lad by his forearm, you hid yourself and takemichi away from the sight of the three.

until you've lost their figure, you stride to the arcade, dragging takemichi and entering the building and avoiding the pieces of trash and cans scattered inside.

your breath hitch as you caught a sight of a familiar h/c, laying down on the floor. you called out. "b/n?"

as you strode faster, the thick red splash was visible. and there's a lot.

your vision was spinning and the back of your head pulsating, your heart was beating painfully faster and your breath was getting more and more slower. opening your mouth to get a better access in breathing, you finally had a clear view of your brother.

takemichi who was behind you stopped his feet, looking at the h/c lad who was now not moving. not even his breathing was heard, no nothing.

shakily taking his hand, you notice the coldness in it, his once warm hands and body now being replaced with a much colder and bluer skin.

the tears in your eyes was falling like a waterfall but you give it not a single care as you put his head in your lap, tilting your head down as you stated at his face, your hot tears dropping on his face, one by one.

by his furrowed brows shows enough to you thathe struggle against his attacker, it gives your heart a grip enough to break and bleed it to the core.

you sniffles as your hand made its way to the knife plucked into his throat, the sharpness of the blade went fully inside his esophagus and dried blood around the knife. you touched the handle and tried to pull it out. keyword, tried.

but, you can't. you don't have the strength to do so. until you had your breakdown

"a world without you..." you stopped, catching your breath, ignoring your dry throat, you continued. "come back to me, open your eyes.. brother..! don't leave me alone, you promised you'd be there when i wake up at morning, you promised you'd be there if i had nightmares, you promised.. that you'll always be here with me, if there is a god, please, please give him back to me! i haven't done anything for him, i never apologize for anything i've done!" your sniffle echoed through the building, your voice getting slower and slower every second. "and i haven't even thanked him enough for the things he did for me.."

-

you stopped crying, the police's siren and the sound of your mother crying her heart out was all drowning as your mind travel back to when he was still here. your red puffy eyes made its way again to the body under the white sheet of cloth, his fingers being the only thing you could see. once again you were being reminded of the times where he had patted you, bonked your head, ruffling your hair, everything you seemed to hate when he does. you've never once imagined the day where he no longer will be there. this feels like a dream. a nightmare. one which you were shooked with fear, nightmare you hated most. it feels like it was just this morning where you were whining to him just for him to stop messing with your hair.

and now, you just missed his touch. his voice, his teasing, his jokes, his face. him. you missed him.

right now, you were just putting up a tough front as to not cry for the sake of your mom. eventually, later in bed, you would pour your tears in your pillow and screamed in the pillow.

wiping the single tear that drip down your cheek, you shake your head. "i wanna wake up.. please, someone tell me this is a dream... i don't care if it's a lie, i'll believe you..." you sobbed as you hugged your knees tighter, muffling your voice.

biting down your lower lips harshly, you look back at the old arcade that was now covered in caution tape and police here and there, inspecting every inch of the building to find a lead about the attacker—murderer.

"i'll kill you," remembering the face of the man in the white jacket, you balled your fist. "fucking bitch."