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Murasakibara Atsushi (4)

Dedicated to my senpai Yumieyukii

Be prepared for a long ass rant at the end only because there is so much one can put in a comment.

And yes, this is important enough to be updated on a non-scheduled day.

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"What. The. Fuck."

The loud clatter of a chair falling onto the floor rang throughout the room. Murasakibara shifted his position on his bed to look at his girlfriend [Name], who was walking around in circles in his room. She clutched her face as she mumbled incoherently under her breath. His eyes traveled from her form to his computer, which had been pushed almost off of its place on his desk. She put the chair back in its original position, sat down in it and covered her face with her forearms.

Seeing her distress, Murasakibara got off of his bed and wrapped his arms around both the chair and her quivering form. "[Nickname]-chin, what's wrong?" he asked, trying to pry her arms away from her face. He was able to do so. Her eyes looked up at him, blazing with fury and unshed tears of anger. She turned away from him and pulled his computer back in its place. She tried to say something, but she was only was able to make a loud sobbing noise while directing her hand towards the screen.

Murasakibara hadn't noticed what exactly was on the screen. She was at the end of a Wattpad chapter. He couldn't find the title of the chapter, but just by looking at the title of the story he knew it was one of those one-shot books that [Name] loved. He could remember looking at her squeal when the book was updated, her face full of that special kind of joy that he had fallen in love with.

He scrolled up to the top of the page. He frowned slightly as he initially saw the multimedia. While he didn't read fanfiction, he knew that [Name] hated when multimedia was used in a fanfiction. However, when the pictures finally loaded, a chill ran down his spine. No, these weren't pictures of a character in a particular one-shot.

They were pictures of messages.

Murasakibara read each one of them, a feeling of disgust and one that he felt whenever he wanted to crush something enveloping him. By the time he was done reading the whole chapter, his hand was shaking in an unbridled fury that he had only felt once before at a basketball game.

[Name] could feel her boyfriend's chest shaking. She turned in her chair and looked up at him. Her eyes widened as she saw him. She swallowed her gulp of fear and hugged his frame. "Atsushi, what do I do?" she asked, tears spilling onto his shirt. He ran his hands through her hair. "Help," he simply said. She pushed him softly away, the frown on her face more pronounced than before.

"How? I can't go over there and hug her. I can't physically beat those people up to make them stop saying these things. Words written on a paper won't be able to change the minds of those who hate so intensely!" she exclaimed. Murasakibara's heart clenched in sadness as he watched her sigh while looking at her lap. "I'm useless. I can't help. I can't do anything," [Name] muttered.

A small chop to her head made her bolt straight up in her seat. She held her injured area tenderly while looking up at a pouting Murasakibara. "Why did you-" Before she could continue with her question, the tall male had swiftly cut her off. "No one is useless. There is always a way to help. You just have to think about it." His words left her breathless. He was right.

No one, no matter what the situation, is useless.

He stood up to his full height and popped his back. "I'm going to get more snacks," he stated before walking out the door. She watched him leave before turning to the computer. What could she do to help this person in such a situation?