Runaways [MikaYuu]

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Four

A/N: Random note about this chapter: I originally intended for this to be a huge dramatic thing but decided against it, as it doesn't really add much to the story. I hope this chapter represents the relationship between Yuu and Shinya well enough as it comes to a close.

As always, thank you guys so much for reading. I hope you've been enjoying these quick updates. :) I had a really bad today and it was nice to sit down and chill and write this.

(Also, I was trying to figure out if Mika is Russian and google knows what's uPPP LMAO)

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The week followed from Yuu treating everyone around him like shit until he decided to give up the idea of school altogether and ended up skipping classes. He figured there was no point in participation considering the plan was commencing tonight (as far as he was aware) and he had already spiraled out of control enough.

Yuu had also decided it would be best to avoid everyone at all costs, which, thankfully, was not a difficult thing to do while he was at home because his family never had family dinners and Shiori-san only hesitantly checked in on him every few hours to make sure he wasn't dead or missing.

Staring at the ceiling, he willed the four walls of his bedroom to contract and close in on him once and for all. He felt like a prisoner in his own home, with the space feeling smaller and smaller with each passing moment.

He craved the feeling of the night breeze on his skin and through his hair, the way it felt to run as fast as he wanted and to be free.

Yuu wasn't sure how much longer he'd last.

To get his mind off things, he threw himself off his bed and entered his closet, rummaging around the back shelves to find a a large suitcase he used when his father had the family travel to other countries for various events. It was an old, weathered suitcase, the black leather peeling at the corners from year of use. He tossed it on his bed, unlatching the locks to reveal the compartment inside.

Yuu began to go back and forth through his clothes, pulling out clothes from his wardrobe to fit different seasons. It was difficult to find articles of clothing that were not tens of thousands of yen apiece, but he managed to fold six full outfits inside, alongside a couple of expensive pieces of clothing and jewelry that could be sold in case of emergency. He then proceeded to throw in other necessary objects: various toiletries, an extra pair of shoes, and a couple of his favorite books.

He was just about to tuck his beloved journal and his trusty fountain pen into a side compartment when the last person he expected to see ran into his room: Shinya.

"Yuichiro-san!" Shinya sounded way too cheerful, a stark contrast to how gloomy Yuu was feeling. "Either you're sick, dead, or stupid enough to skip my fencing lesson this afternoon~! Didn't you remember we had to reschedule since it was snowing?"

"Shinya, go away, I'm not in the mood," Yuu grumbled, turning away from Shinya's smiling face.

"Oh, Yuichiro-san, don't be so mean to your sensei!" Shinya laughed, throwing an arm around Yuu's slumped body and rattling him. "What are you doing? Going on a vacation soon?"

Yuu paled at the thought of yet another secret getting out; if Shinya found out that he was running away that night, he'd truly never be able to make his escape.

"Um," Yuu quickly thought of an excuse, "I'm just packing for Shinoa's and my honeymoon."

"Wait, I thought you were crushing on that one guy," Shinya pulled away, looking confused. Yuu wondered how Shinya managed to be comfortable as he talked about such taboo subjects so casually. "You're still getting married to that girl?"