Tsukasa x Reader How We Play

Chapter 9

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Recap:

(Y/N) reaches for the door handle, opening the door slowly. The scene in front of her makes her pause. Sakura, who's holding a mop, gives an extremely panicked face while Natsuhiko, also holding a mop, makes an immensely relieved face. In the middle of the room is Tsukasa, surrounded by a pool of blood and mangled apparitions.

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15 minutes prior

Sakura POV

Today Tsukasa is going to get over his depressed phase. I already made the proper arrangements for (Y/N) to attend the club today. Seeing her is sure to put him back to regular. What in the world happened between them? Neither of them tell me anything.

Whatever it was, it has to be serious. I haven't seen Tsukasa act like this towards anyone. They match each other perfectly, from what I saw in the past weeks, so why are in such a fight? That day, Tsukasa was supposed to visit his brother so why did (Y/N) get involved. More importantly, if I can't get them to make up, who knows what Tsukasa will make me do. Not only that but having to go back to a Tsukasa without (Y/N) is... annoying. While she's here, he's ten times less clingy with me. The result is him being a hundred times clingyer to (Y/N). How does she put up with that? When she's here, he's on his best behaviour. The benefits of having her here are too great. It's also nice having someone look up to me the way she does.

The school bell lets out and I make my way to the club room. To make it go smoothly, I should leave the room with Natsuhiko when she comes and I should also make tea. All thoughts of it going smoothly evaporated when I opened the club room, showing a bloody Tsukasa with demolished apparitions scattered around him.

"Tsukasa... what is all this?" I ask. This is bad. This is really bad. (Y/N) will be here soon. This cannot be happening. "(Y/N)'s gone anyway so why do I need to keep pretending?" he asks. I look at him. He has tears in his eyes.

"Pretending...?" I ask. "You said to treat girls nicely and to not make them scared." he says with more tears pooling in his big eyes. "But it didn't work. She left me anyway."

At that moment, Natsuhiko walks in. "Hello my princ..." he stops talking after seeing the mess Tsukasa made. After all, Tsukasa hadn't murdered anything for two weeks, but now, a record amount of them are scattered around his sitting figure.

"Natsuhiko, we need to clean this up. Run and grab two mops from the janitors closet." I say much calmer than I feel. I turn to Tsukasa and say, "I invited (Y/N) to the club today, she'll be here soon." As soon as (Y/N)'s name falls from my mouth, Tsukasa's head snaps towards me, in full attention. He lets go of the bloody razor in his hand. "You... did?"

"Yes, now get yourself together." I say, taking a mop from Natsuhiko. We try cleaning the mess to no avail. Just how many did he kill? I glance back at Tsukasa and he's still sitting there, crying. "It's too late. As soon as she sees this, she's gonna hate me even more."

As though on cue, (Y/N) walks in, soaking in the scene.

(Y/N) POV

This is not happening. Tsukasa is not this type of person. He didn't kill them. Someone else must have come here before and killed them.

"(Y/N)!" Tsukasa yells, leaping from his earlier position and diving onto me. My shock stops me from moving an inch. The blood on his clothes rubs onto my clean uniform and his tears smudge over me. "I really missed you!" he sings, hugging tighter. He looks up to my fearful eyes. I notice that his eyes show delight. How is any of this delightful?

"Did you kill them?" I ask, pointing to the dead spirits, my voice shaking slightly. "Yup!" he answers happily. "But you know," he starts, his expression twisting into a serious one, "I did it because I was depressed...I thought you would never come back."

"But you... didn't want me coming back..." I whisper. Why is this important? He just killed a bunch of apparitions!

As fast as it came, his face became a happy one. "But you did come back! And not because you lost the bet!" (in chapter three, (Y/N) lost a bet resulting in her becoming part of the club)

"I wanted to stay regardless of the bet." I say. This left a surprised look on his face which slowly turned into an overjoyed smile. My mind couldn't shake the dead spirits.

"Do you hate me... knowing that I did this?" he asks, referring to the mess.

Knowing that he just killed all these... Do I hate him? He's a murderer. He's my best friend. He's scary. He doesn't judge me. He most likely spread the rumor about the Mokke. He's been accepting my oddness when everyone else in my life just abandoned me for it. He's a powerful ghost with a messed up past. Of course he's going to have his bad days right? Can that excuse what he just did? They weren't technically alive to begin with. Should I hate him knowing about all of this? Everyone has something they don't want others to know right? He didn't want me knowing about this. I never told him about my past. About what I supposedly did to my parents. If he knew about that he would see me differently right? I wouldn't want that. Should I forgive him?

"No Tsukasa, I don't hate you. You're still my best friend." I sigh. "Then... you like me more than Amane?" he asks. "I only met your brother once and I don't really care if I ever see him again. Of course I like you more."

Tsukasa hugs me tightly, pushing his face into my hair. "I'm really happy." he whispers to me.  The hug keeps getting tighter. "I can't breath..." I wheeze out. He releases a little, but not enough. "Stop..." I gasp again. This time he releases and I pant to catch my breath.

Sakura hits Tsukasa on the head and passes me a uniform. "It's my old uniform. I left it in my locker. I hope it fits." she tells me. I look down at mine noticing the blood and grime. I don't feel too good. "Thanks..." I say. "Then I guess I'll be back..." I say turning around to leave. Tsukasa grabs my hand and says "Don't leave. I didn't see you for a long time..." Sakura hits his head again and sends me off. "Don't worry, I'll be back soon." I say, leaving the room.

I open the bathroom door, thinking about everything that just went down. I hear a gasp. Looking up, I see Minamoto-kun and Yashiro-sepai, along with Amane. Somehow, my brain decided that the most important thing to say is "Are you a pervert Minamoto-kun?"