All The Things You Never Did

Part 3

It was a normal day; at least for Osamu it was. He was used to his brother complaining about Sakusa. He knew Atsumu was in the wrong and he has said so several times but he just never listens.

"I just don't know 'Samu'! He can be such a bitch sometimes!" Atsumu said as he covered his face with his hands.

"He just wants you to show that you like him, how hard can that be?"

"It's really hard to express your feelings to someone like Omi, have you seen him? That man is impossible to talk to; he's just so fragile!"

"Then why are ya datin' him Sumu?"

"I don't know, ok? It's just complicated."

"Doesn't seem so to me but ok,"

"Well you can shut yer trap!"

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Osamu was just walking to school. Atsumu went early because he needed tutoring before school for some subject. On his way to school he saw a notepad. It was small, it didn't look too decorated or anything; it was just plain black. Osamu doesn't know what compelled him to pick up the notepad. God knows why he opened it. He didn't even check the page that showed who it was owned by.

As Osamu flipped through the pages he saw a list. At least it looked like a list? It was written in an almost cursive font, he read it; and as he did, he started to smile. Normally he doesn't like to spread rumors or gossip like that. But on rare occasions he found it fun. This was definitely a rare occasion.

Once Osamu got to school he immediately went to Suna. Suna can spread anything he wants to, mainly just videos of the twins because fangirls would pay to see that.

"Hey Sunarin~" Osamu grinned.

"What the fuck? You never call me that," Suna looked at Osamu and realized what it was. "Ok, what do you want from me?"

"I want ya to spread this list for me," Osamu tore out the list from the notepad and gave it to Suna.

"And why should I?"

"Read it,"

As Suna read, Osamu sat in excitement. "So? This is probably just a list of a girl that was forgotten by her boyfriend,"

"EXACTLY! I don't know what it is but I feel like this needs to be public, it's a tragic love story that everyone will root for, or fight against. Don't you get it? This is gold,"

"I still don't get the point but fine,"

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"Hey Sumu!" Osamu yelled from across the yard.

"What do ya want?"

"Geez, Who hurt ya?"

"No one, now get to the point," Atsumu said, irritated.

"Have ya seen Sunas new post?"

"What? No. What is it?"

"Check for yerself,"

Atsumu opened up his phone and went to Sunas profile. He saw the post immediately. He recognized the handwriting, he knew exactly who it was. But why would Sakusa be on Sunas page? He read the post and all the comments. The more he read the more he became infuriated.

"Soooo what do ya think?" Osamu asked. "I found the notepad on my way to school. I bet it's some girl who was forgotten by her shitty boyfriend,"

"Oi! Shut yer trap Samu!"

"Why are ya getting so mad?"

"I'm not a shitty boyfriend! Sakusa's just a bitch!" Atsumu yelled before storming off.

"Ok buckarooski! Nice talk!" Osamu smiled before mumbling "Jackass,"

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Sakusa had a pretty normal day except for the fact that the list about his boyfriend being exposed. Also the fact that everyone knew about it and they thought it was some pathetic girl begging for attention. Sakusa knew he would be found out sooner or later. Especially considering most people could distinguish his hand writing including his cousin Komori and... Atsumu.

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"HEY OMI!" Sakusa turned around knowing what awaited him.

"What do you want, Atsumu?"

"You know damn well what I want," Atsumu growled.

"I'm sorry but I don't know what you're talking about,"

"Stop playing dumb Kiyoomi, I know you wrote that list,"

"SO WHAT IF I FUCKING DID! THAT WAY PEOPLE CAN KNOW WHAT A SHITTY BOYFRIEND YOU ARE!" Kiyoomi had enough. He was tired of being treated like some toy. He didn't care if people heard them. If people other than the absolute necessary found out about their relationship.

Sakusa could hear the whispers, he could feel the eyes staring holes into his back, sides, and everywhere else. He didn't care, people now knew that Sakusa was the attention hungry girl and Atsumu was the bitchy boyfriend. It gave a sense of power to Sakusa; and right when he was about to smile he felt it.

A fist.

A/N: This is only like 200 words more than the last chapter but hey! Every word counts right? I hope y'all look forward for the next chapter and hopefully I don't get burnt out from writing T-T.