Purple - Yata Misaki Love Story

Part 59

I managed to get off from work early today, and I took a very calming walk home, breathing in the fresh air of the late morning and taking a moment to remember what life on these streets used to be like for me. I guess maybe it was a good thing I was taken in by the blues... but either way, I believe I would have found Homra or even just Yata, no matter what.
When I entered the bar, Yata spun around with wide eyes from whatever the group was talking about when I called out upon my entering.
"Y-yuri! You're off already?" He asked.
I rose a brow, he... he'd never stuttered around me before, has he?
"Whats going on?" I asked.
"I had hoped I could tell you myself, later... but..." Yata sighed, a hand on the back of his neck as he looked to the ground.
"Yuri, you should see this." Dewa began, a frown upon his face as he pushed the computer in my direction, playing a video that was apparently released by the Green clan. At first, I was just confused, but as it played pixel Tatara getting shot and pixel Mikoto being killed by Munakata, the Greens laughing at our losses and Tatara's and Mikoto's tragic deaths, I started to feel sick.
I could hardly stand to watch anymore, and quickly stormed off before it even finished, ignoring Yata's and a few others calling my name as I slammed Yata's bedroom door behind me, running down the stairs and into the bathroom.
I coughed, gasping for air as I collapsed to the ground. I stripped off my jacket, unbuttoning my uniform as I felt my body heat up with the sudden loss of air.
What the hell was that? I asked myself, trying to take deep breaths to compose myself, After all this time, how dare they make me relive those moments?!
"Yuri!"
"I just want it to be over." I began in reply, closing my eyes and trying to relax, "Just let it be over..."