Jiyuu's POV
Turquoise.
The first color I saw when I opened my eyes.
This doesn't feel like... Home.
It doesn't give off a welcoming atmosphere. The room doesn't welcome me in its arms.
This is not home.
I hear the sound of the doorknob being turned, and I quickly put on the hazel eye contacts that I always keep in my pocket to mask my true race.
"Ah, you're awake."
My eyes made contact with his chocolate brown orbs. A ripple of shock went through me, as I realized where I was.
But, didn't Kageyama say that he was going to take me somewhere?
Why here?
"What am I doing here?" I demanded.
He smirked, an expression of his that I never saw before.
And it made me nervous.
"My dear, Kageyama took you here. He was tired of you being in his palace.." he said.
I clenched my fists and gritted my teeth in anger.
Sure, I can annoy him sometimes. But not to the extent that he would throw me out.
Maybe because I'm a Mahika.
Then it all hit me.
The previous victories against Aoba Johsai, my fight with the Hukbo.
I knew it.
I was only a tool that they'll throw away after I'm used.
He's a liar. Of course, he's a Maharlika. He would never stoop down to a Mahika, an outcast.
I was wrong to trust him. I was wrong to help him.
"Leave me be." I said to the King Oikawa.
He smiled and went on his way.
Once the door clicked shut, I wept.
---------Kageyama's POV
"We searched everywhere, sire. She's nowhere to be found."
I slammed my hand on the desk, startling Lt. Col. Azumane Asahi.
"You didn't search hard enough!" I yelled.
He trembled before me, as he saw me way out of composure.
My eyes were smouldering with anger and my heart heavy with resent. I ordered Azumane to search once again.
"Search the whole Karasuno if you have to! Do not return to me without her, or you'll be meeting the guillotine!"
He saluted, trembling, and went hurriedly on his way.
I rubbed my temples in frustration and retreated to my room, locking myself inside.
Tears streamed down my face as I held the box that contained the gift I was about to give her days ago.
Where are you? Let me find you.
You're the one who keeps my sanity.
You're the one who keeps me company in this lonely world.
You're the one.Let me find you.
Please.
---------Jiyuu's POV
I don't understand.
Why am I crying again?
Unopened parcels were scattered around the room, containing jewels, dresses and books, so did Oikawa say.
But why am I discontent?
My fingers touched a nearby parcel, as I wiped my tears away. I tore the manila wrapping to reveal a book.
Noli Me Tangere.
Instead of indulging in the Filipino setting of the book, I set the book down on the nightstand and stared blankly at the ceiling once more.
Letting tears cascade down my cheeks again.
Why is this making me so vulnerable? I don't have to cry. I don't have to be in sorrow.
But my heart is telling me to weep. Weep for the hope Kageyama gave me, only to be shattered. Weep for the trust Kageyama built and took down. Weep for the fact that he only used me to protect his kingdom.
Weep for the fact that he'll never love me.
Now I understand, after all these days of being so oblivious.
I'm in love with him, but I know that he'll never love me.
Because I'm a Mahika.
Mahika must stay at the bottom. Maharlika and Ordinario stay on top.
That's just the way it's supposed to be.
And I weep for that too.
•••••••••A/n
My heart is breaking rn.
I can't.
Too. Much. Feels.
Hope you liked act 26.
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