Chapter Sixteen

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Chapter Sixteen

A/N: When its 2 am but the MikaYuu feels are killing you from various AMVs so you have to update :') hope you all enjoy this one! I particularly like the flashback, which was inspired by one of my favorite scenes in the Destiel story "Twist and Shout".

* Also I apologize for any mistakes, this is not edited or even proofread!! *

This is dedicated to kittenkatter, thanks for reading and inspiring me to update (after a month lol)!

"Yuichiro-san, come on, we've gone over these steps two dozen times!" Shinya whined, beating him in a spar for apparently, as Shinya was counting, the twenty-fifth time.

It has been a week since the supposed robbery, and Yuu's kept his mouth shut about the whole thing so his parents don't freak out and lock him in the basement "for his own safety" even though he knew the lack of sunlight would drive him even more insane.

Yuu was actually looking forward to his usual fencing lesson so he could let off some of his frustration and channel it in a healthy way.

"One more time, then," Yuu demanded in response, pulling his protective mask over his face and chopping up his vision by the mesh visor. He feels the rigidity in his muscles, how tense he is as he gets into fighting stance, yet somehow he can't allow himself to relax and ease into the spar. Shinya mumbled a half-hearted "En garde" and moved into the defensive position, every limb in his body poised and perfected.

"Fence!" Shinya declared, and Yuu went in straight for the attack, blindly thrusting for the chest and was quickly blocked by Shinya's épée considering a head-on attack was easily avoided.

They fenced aggressively, with Yuu growing more and more frustrated with each of his attacks being easily countered. Yuu's fatal move was attacking from the air, thinking using insistence - forcing an attack through a parry - would throw Shinya off guard. However, sensing Yuu was looking for a big finish on the offensive, Shinya blocked from under before striking right below Yuu's throat.

A frustrated cry of defeat escaped Yuu's mouth as the épée fell from his white-knuckled grip on the hilt and he fell to his knees. "God damn it," He cursed, tears threatening to fall. "Why can't I do anything right?" He ripped off his mask and buried his head in his hands, taking deep, shaky breaths in order to calm himself.

Yuu felt the looming presence of Shinya, and sure enough, he heard Shinya kneeling down, starting to say something and resting his hand tenderly on Yuu's shoulder. Yuu jerked away on instinct, scrambling to his feet, grabbing his épée, and rushing off the court.

"Yuichiro-san?" Shinya called after him, worry evident in his tone. Yuu ignored him, rushing off as fast as he could towards the nearest place of solitude: the garden. Though Shinya would always be better than him at fencing, Yuu was more nimble and could run much faster.

He plopped down at one of the old oak trees, particularly his favorite out of the orchard. Looking up, he reminisced on one of the happier moments on his childhood, when he loved to climb trees and sit in them for hours, reading books and staring at the clouds. Looking back, as the fondness of the memory brought a smile to his lips, he realized he hadn't done that in years since he's grown up now.

And so he decided to screw growing up, and got to his feet. He cracked his knuckles before scaling up the tree, ignoring the pain of the rough bark scratching his palms. Yuu hoisted himself on one of the lowest branches of the tree. He was now standing precariously, his foot wedged in the crook where the trunk and the thick branch met. He looked up and decided to go higher, wanting to sit in the same nook he always did when he was a child.

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