At Fault

Arigato, Sayonara

Chapter 3:  Arigato, Sayonara
My brother and I stood outside of Usagi's apartment. I still had the key which I had always kept in my pocket, but decided to keep that from my brother. It was something I just couldn't part from.
We waited and soon opening the door was Usagi. I gave a small and shy smile to him, but when I noticed the worn and tired look on his face, my smile completely faded away. He let us in without saying anything and my brother had said nothing either. We walked in and I quickly excused myself to go and pack my things to leave. My brother was only giving me an hour to pack things up, so I had to decide that I would only take the things in my room. I was already planning to just take those things anyways, because the rest I would leave with Usagi.
I walked into my room and saw it exactly how I left it. No time was to be wasted, so I got out my bags and started filling them. It wasn't an easy thing to do, when I picked something up and placed it in the bag all I could think was that all this was wrong. It was wrong, just because I am who I am and fell in love with who I did. But as I reminded myself, it would be out of place for me to say anything more.
As I packed away my clothing I stumbled on the small collection of suits I had. They all from Usagi, since I had never bought my own suit ever in my life. Each one was for a different occasion, they were never worn twice. Usagi would always buy one for each event. I packed them and found the most important one. It was the one I wore for my first 'real' date with Usagi. Tears welled up in my eyes as I thought about that day. It was lovely, and thinking about it now made me miss the moment even more. The one suit alone held such a memory, it hurt having to remove it from the closet where it belonged. I wiped away the tear I felt on my cheek and put it into the bag.
It didn't take as long as expected, and soon I found myself walking down the stairs with a full luggage in my hands. My brother sat on the couch while Usagi was standing behind the kitchen counter facing away from him. It started to hurt even more that someone like me got in between their friendship. It was quite possible that after today they would never talk again.
"I'm finished." I stated as I stood beside the couch by my brother. He looked up and nodded at me as we both walked to the door. I looked over my shoulder to Usagi but he still stood not facing us as we left. Was he mad at me? Was he disappointed that I decided to follow my brother instead of protesting it? I was unsure. "Thank you for letting me stay here," I said gently to Usagi who was still facing away, "Goodbye."

It wasn't until I reached the car and placed my luggage inside, that I fully felt the weight of sadness I had by leaving this place. My best and worst moments were all tied to that place. I didn't know when I'd be back, or if I would ever be back. As we drove away I kept myself from looking back and just looked down at my lap. If my brother was doing this to try and make my life better, he was failing miserably, but even though I was so upset I couldn't hate him for his actions. He just wanted what was best for me. It was all because of me.
When we got back to my brother's apartment I rushed right into room, ignoring the calls behind me telling me that dinner was ready. My brother and his wife must have taken the hint that I wasn't in the mood because once I shut my door they stopped calling. I through my luggage on the floor, angry that I even had it. Although I was angry, deep down I knew that I was powerless to change anything, and even though Usagi could've have tried something, he didn't.  Maybe he's done with me now. I couldn't help but think. Maybe he's glad I'm gone..