A/N: Hello, this will be a heavy angst one-shot will include mentions of su1c1d3 and d3pr3ssi0n. Onto the fic
A young man walks up to a gravestone, carrying Shiragiku, Higanbana, and Suitopi. The man was quite young, with blonde hair and blue eyes. A red-and-yellow bracelet on his right wrist. The man sits in front of the stone, not caring if his pants get all muddy because of wet soil.
It had rained the day before, and the air smelled sweet, sickly sweet. He cleaned the haka, gently rubbing it with a cloth, then poured water over the grave using the hishaku, purifying and cleansing it. Next came the vases, he tossed the old flowers away then cleaned them, filled them with clean water, and placed his flowers into them.
He reached into his bag, pulling out candles. He lit them and placed them at their designated spots. Taking the incense sticks he lit the flame, and carefully shook it out. Smoke arose from the stick, he placed it into the senko tate.
He fills the suibachi with water and offered a small bottle of green tea. He looked at the shrine, satisfied with the results. He kneels with his knees on the ground, sitting on his ankles, and head down, muttering a small prayer. He looks up again and tears come to his eyes.
He should've known this would have, it's his brother anyways. He should've seen the sudden change of mood, the hours spent in his room. He should've taken action as soon as he could've. What if he did something differently, would have that changed something?
He walks into the kitchen, seeing his brother cooking some food, he puts his head on his shoulder, scaring his brother. He quickly turns off the song he was listening to and turns his head to face his brother.
"Hello, Nii chan! How did your day go today?" His brother asks, with a fake cheery attitude.
"Great! How about yours?" He replies with, seeing what he was cooking.
"Great, you know I'm almost done cooking, may you please get the queen down?" His brother says, lying about the first part. He nods, going up to get his sister.
What were the lyrics that his brother was listening to?
kimi wa dekinai dekinai dekinai ko
kanashii kanashii dekisokonai
kimi wa dekinai dekinai dekinai ko
watashi ga tasukete shinzemashou
It concerns him, but nevertheless he probably just listens to it for the beat, quite catchy he might admit himself. He catches him humming it in his room.
He continued to listen to the type of music he listens to.
"Huh, he must be going through his emo phase!"
One night he goes to ask his brother if he's going through his emo phase, the next afternoon he hears that a student has jumped off the building in an act of su1c1d3, he runs out of the student council rooms and tells students to back away until he sees the bodies."Huh, he must be going through his emo phase!" He says, chuckling to himself, he was way off.
His brother stopped asking about his exorcism trips, begging to tag along. He started distancing himself from his sibling, quickly finishing his work, and then locking himself in his rooms, muttering things like "Mitsuba" or just humming to those tunes.
The same blonde hair as him, the blue eyes. Eyes lifeless, he checks for a pulse. He can't find one. He starts trembling, tears escaping. There he stood, crying, holding his brother's lifeless body, as people whisper in the background.
He looks at the gravestone, reading "Minamoto Kou." He stands up and starts walking back, looking at the stone one more time.
He finds a few of his students and waves at them, his students giggling and waving back. He reaches his house and is greeted by his sister Tiara. Since his brother, he's been trying to give Tiara as much attention as possible, making her not feel the same way his little brother did.
"Oni-chan! There's a new rumor at our school!" Tiara says eagerly. "It's the roof of regrets! If someone feels depressed, they go up there, bringing a red earring, and stand on a certain part of the railing, they say you can hear someone saying "Teru-nii? Am I still weak?" If you can prevent him from falling, he removes all your regrets on you live a life carefree! We're gonna exorcise that supernatural, right?!" Tiara says eagerly, and the color drowns from his face.
"Teru-nii? Am I still weak?"
A/Nl 737 words
