Ok, know that I finished most of it at around midnight of Tuesday, but my parents turned off the wi-fi so it won't be uploaded until Wednesday. Another chapter will be out this week, before Friday.
Shoma Uno pov.
I was freaking out. Here I was, staying in his room, just like old times. His room was still so neat and there were dents in the walls from his image training. The futon had that clean, crisp smell that it always had ever since I had sleepovers here.
I don't know if I should be proud of myself or not. The backpack I brought had extra clothes because they were the set of extra clothes I brought to Worlds that I had not unpacked. I always bring an extra set of training clothes, outdoor clothes, and pajamas in case the airline loses my luggage.
I sat on the futon looking around the room when a frame on his desk caught my eye.
It couldn't be. No. It can't. It looks familiar. I shouldn't be prying, it's Yuzuru's stuff, not mine. Besides, how could he have that and not remember me?
My curiosity won over. I crawled over to the desk and stood up. I carefully took the picture from the desk. There was no mistake. That was us. Together. So why?
Was I not good enough to be friends with him back then?
Did he only become friends with me now since I made it to the top?
Why did he act like he didn't remember me?
What if this friendship was some joke in order to make a fool of me?
Why did he never tell me that he remembered me?
Why did he want to be friends with me again?
My eyes stung. I could feel the knot in my throat and the tears that threatened to fall. I heard footsteps on the hardwood floor.
Why? Why? Why? Why?
I turned my head to Yuzuru. "Why?"
"Sh-Shoma, are you okay? I can explain. I - I, those pictures are really old. There from a long time ago. It was with some other kid, he looks just like you doesn't he?" Shit! I don't know what to do. It's going to give him a shock if he remembers so much at once. I can play it off. I can play it off. (A/N: The bolded are Yuzuru's pov.)
"Why do you keep lying to me?" My hands were shaking My whole body was. I was tired, and sad, and angry, and frustrated all at once. Yuzuru was lying to me right to my face.
"At first it was Nationals, and now it's here. Why are you such a liar Yuzuru Hanyu?!"
Did he mention Nationals? He didn't even recognize me at Nationals. But that means that he remembered. That means that he remembered me and snubbed me at Nationals. I'm upset and angry. First, he snubs me and makes me think that I had forgotten him. Second, he acts like it's my fault. Third, he called me a liar. I'm fed up, so I start yelling.
"Liar?! The only liar here is you. You snubbed me at Nationals, ignored me at every event we ever saw each other, and acted like you didn't even know me. You acted like this friendship never happened. Don't go putting the blame on me. You're the one at fault here! How was I suppose to talk to you when I rarely saw you? You're the one who didn't keep your promise. I'm sorry, maybe if you actually work harder and won more competitions and weren't so antisocial, then maybe I would've recognized that you remembered me!"
I slam my hands over my mouth immediately. What have I done? Oh god, what have I done? I didn't mean it. Any of it. I was just so angry that it spilled out, and I just kept saying the first things that came to mind. I was going to lose Shoma. I can't lose Shoma. I can't live without Shoma.
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