Since he entered the Bonten, Takeomi had a look at everything and everyone, and one in particular. He couldn't take his eyes off of him. He had this bad feeling that if he let himself go, he would abandon him again, and that was just the first thing he wanted to avoid.
« Shit ! »
He gasped at the loud voice that had just sounded.
« I just fucking asked you to set the fucking table ! »
He recognized the voice of the gang leader very quickly and ran over to see who the leader was yelling at. Surrounded by almost all the members, the Bonten number two was being yelled at by his king, head down and right fist clenched.
« I asked you to do something simple, and you can't do it ! »
Unlike all the others who seemed to laugh at the situation, despite the surprise from the good morning, Takeomi, on the other hand, noticed well that this clenched fist was not due to anger.He also noticed the blank white eyes of his boss, and got the answer to his silent question. Mikey would never yell at his little brother like that for something so trivial.
« How can you be so useless ?! »
He tried an approach, slowly moving his hand forward to the pink hair guy's shoulder.
« Haru...
- Don't touch me ! »
The two brothers came face to face, and the taller one's heart clenched in his chest when he saw the small beads of water in the younger one's eyes. He hated seeing his little brother in this state, especially since he had learned that he was a big part of the reason why Haru had become like this.Faced with the seriousness of the situation, the audience had stopped laughing. They thought this was all just a little nothing argument, something that would pass in just a few minutes.
« Don't even think you have the right to touch me ! I forbid you to come near me ! Don't you dare talk to me, don't you dare look at me ! Don't you dare think you have the right to feel guilty and finally be the big brother you should have been all along ! »
Akashi did nothing. He didn't move a muscle, not even when his little brother walked by him to his room, wiping his eyes with his arm.Mikey seemed to calm down, and ordered all his subordinates to go back to their activities. And now that he was calm, he suddenly felt bad for yelling at his right arm.
« Mikey. Give him a moment.
- Ha ?
- I'm sure he needs to be alone, after the crap you pulled on him.
- You don't have to order me around.
- I don't. But I, unlike you, am trying to make amends, even after all the bad things I did to him.
And without another word, Takeomi headed to the kitchen to eat his breakfast.
「ƚɾαɳʂιƚισɳ」
Breathing heavily, Haruchiyo was withdrawn into the corner of his room. He kept his legs close to him, and his shaking was the only way he knew he was still alive, still in the real world.
« This kid is useless ! »
« He's weird ! »
« Does he seriously think his scars are cool ?! »
« He's useless to us ! »
« He's the most useless of all ! »
He was breathing heavily. He was in the dark, his face wet with all the tears that had been shed. He was alone. He had always been alone. Before or now, he was alone. And he had always been...
Useless.
Useless.
Useless.
He had heard that word a million times in his life. When he got a bad grade on his tests, back when he was still in school. When he would get beaten up in those underground school fights. When he lost something.
Useless.
Useless.
Useless.
When he couldn't tell time yet. When he was afraid of the dark. When he was late taking his first steps. When he was growing up. When he was learning. When he was failing. Even in what he thought he could do well, he was useless.
« Haru ! How many times do I have to tell you to take good care of Senju ! She's still little ! You have to take care of her ! She's your little sister ! »
When he had a family. When he had friends.
« How useless can you be ?! Haru ! »
He directed his hands to his head and squeezed it tightly, trying to make all those bad thoughts go away. He wasn't going to let them get to him. He had to resist.
« I just fucking asked you to set the fucking table ! How can you be so useless ?! »
But resisting was useless. Like him. Like his existence. He was useless. Even his absolute king had told him so.
« Shut up... shut up, shut up... SHUT THE FUCK UP !!! »
He looked up at the door, watching the light from outside seep in. No. He didn't want to see anyone. No one.
« Haruchiyo ? »
Usually, Mikey's voice would have calmed him down, but not this time. He was scared. He was terrified that he had pissed off the most important person in his life again.
« Haruchiyo, I'll slowly close the door. Okay ? »
The darkness gradually returned to the room, plunging the two criminals into total darkness.
« Listen... I'm sorry, Haruchiyo. I was on edge and I took it out on you for some bullshit. You didn't deserve to be yelled at like I did. I'm really sorry.
- It-It's not your fault... It's my fault... I suck... I'm... useless...
- You are not useless. If you were really useless, I would have gotten rid of you a long time ago »
He saw the leader's figure approaching him, surely attracted by the sound of his voice.
« You're the only one I have left, Haru. I care about you, and I really don't want to lose you too. Forgive me... »
Sanzu let his king hug him, and his breathing finally calmed down. He felt good with this person. He wasn't so useless after all.
Hello to you, young people ! This is my first OS on my English account ! I'm very proud of it, even if I admit I wrote it in a hurry. I hope you'll like it as much as I do, and don't hesitate to leave comments ! :)
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Useless || Tokyo Revengers「Sanzu Haruchiyo」
Fanfiction/!\ Small spoil of the scans /!\ He was a strong man, a man who did not hesitate to kill for the happiness of the one he liked. But when the bad memories came back, he locked himself in his room and withdrew into himself.
