Prince Sakusa (SakuAtsu story)

I'm sorry (Chapter 18)

           (Yo. It's me..... Late again, but you know. I've chosen to live my life in laziness what can I say. Well anyways enjoy....please)
    
          "I can go in with you if you want." Osamu said softly, sounding unsure of himself. Sakusa glanced between the gray haired male and Atsumu, who was staring at the door in front of him trying to look brave.
         "I can do this." The blond said, raising his chin, but Sakusa could see that his hands were trembling. " I can totally do this."
         Sakusa watched the blond for a moment longer, before stepping forward and placing a hand on his shoulder. That morning Sakusa had been awoken by the sound of arguing. When he had gotten up to investigate he had found Atsumu and Osamu shoving each other and yelling. Before Sakua had the chance to react Suna had informed him of the situation.
       Apparently Atsumu had woken up before Sakusa and while he and Suna had been talking the lazy-looking Brunette had accidentally let slip that Atsumu's father had been arrested. Sakua wasn't surprised, in fact Osamu had told himthe night before, along with a few threats and warning, when he had insisted that they needed to talk without the presence of Atsumu. Osamu had intended to tell his twin of the situation once they had gotten completely caught up, but because of Suna's slip up the blond had found out before Osamu had gotten the chance to tell him.
            Though Atsumu had been quite angry at first, after awhile of yelling he insisted that Osamu take him to see their father, and that lead to current situation.
       Sakusa could see that Atsumu genuinely wanted to see his father, but he could also see the nervousness hidden beneath his confident facade. "Hey." He said gently, squeezing the smaller boys shoulder slightly. " It's going to be alright."
          Atsumu nodded as if trying to reassure himself, before quickly turning to look at Sakusa again. " Promise me you'll wait right out here." He said urgently gripping Sakusa's hand in his own. " I have something to tell you after I get this over with."
          " I promise." Sakusa said, restraining the curiosity that was threatening to take over his brain. What could Atsumu possibly have to tell him? "I'm not going anywhere."  
                  
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      Atsumu smiled up at the gorgeous ravenette, his heart pounding in his chest, though surprisingly not because of nerves. Atsumu had a feeling that it had something to do with the stupidly handsome prince who was now looking worriedly down at him. He would have to deal with that later. Right now, he had something else he needed to take care of.
         Turning away from Sakusa, he made his way towards the prisons front doors. He walked through without looking back once, if he had he knew that he would have asked Sakusa to come with him, and this was something that he had to do on his own.
         There was a small alcove in the building with a small grate blocking the man inside from anybody entering the building. He looked up as Atsumu approched and let out a deep sigh, dropping his sandwich back into his small lunch container. "Who are you here to see?" He said gruffly.
          "Um.... Mr. Miya." Atsumu said nervously, looking anywhere but at the annoyed face of the man. "H-he's my father."
          The man let out another deep suffering sigh before ducking out of sight. Seconds later he popped up again with a large heavy looking book in his hands. Licking his thumb he began to flip through the pages, reading down the line. Finally he stopped his index finger placed on top of one of the lines. "Miya." He said, his tone even more deadpanned then before. " He should be in cell number fifty-seven. Have Daichi take ya down there."
        A man who had been walking through the room with his head down reading a book stopped in his tracks. "Wha?" He asked, an expression of immense confusion contorting his face.
          The man let out yet another sigh. " I want you to show blondie here to cell number fifty-seven. He's here to visit his father."
       "Gladly," The man, Daichi smiled, walking over and holding his hand out for Atsumu to shake, which he did reluctantly. " I'm Daichi in case you didn't catch that just now. Follow me, i'll show you where your father is."  
           Atsumu smiled back, nodding to the man who remained sitting in the alcove. As they walked away from him he pulled out a cigarette and lit it. "Is smoking aloud here?" Atsumu asked, once he was sure they were out of earshot.
          Daichi shifted his shoulders uncomfortably. " Not necessarily, but the higher ups let it slide with Mr. Ukai." The man let out a nervous laugh before continuing. "He seems grumpy but he's actually quiet nice when you get to know him."
            They walked through several doors, before Daichi finally came to a stop. " Here we are." He said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a large ring of keys. "You have ten minutes. I'll come and get you when your time is up." With that he placed the key in the lock and opened the door, allowing Atsumu to pass through.
           The cell air was cold and sent chills down Atsumu's body. There was a bed on the far side of the cell that looked rickety and uncomfortable. On the bed was a thin white blanket that had turned brown with dust and was filled with holes. Sitting on the ground next to the bed was a man with his head on his knees.
          Atsumu slowly approched the man, feeling his blood go cold in his veins. " Hello Father." 
          The man looked up suddenly, his eyes as wide as plates. Atsumu's father looked a lot like him and his brother. He like the twins had natural brown hair and eyes. His chin was covered in a thick beard that, though once well groomed, was starting to becoming something of a mess. He didn't look underfed or hurt, which Atsumu was relieved to see, even though the memories of what this had done still lurked in the back is his brain.
       "A-Atsumu?" The man asked his voice filled with shock and disbelief.
          Atsumu swallowed the lump that was building up in his throat and took a step closer. " It's me." Was all he said and the man was on his feet wrapping his arms around in an instant.
        "Atsumu." He said quietly, still hugging the blond tightly. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry."
        That was all it took for Atsumu to break down into tears.
 

(Hello people's. I hope you enjoyed this chapter of my story. Thank you so much for reading this far. It means a lot to me that people are actually reading this. I still don't think i've completely processed it yet. Anyways thank you so much and have a wonderful day, night, or whatever the heck else there is in twenty-four hours. 💕)