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Asahi paid for the train ticket even though Yuu had insisted on buying it himself. The two just stood in a line and waited for their train. It was awkward for Asahi to stand there in silence, not hearing Yuu speak or anything. He kind of missed hearing the usual loud and annoying Yuu.

Yuu on the other hand was enjoying the silence. He's pretty much used to it. He didn't even want Asahi to follow him but he needed to bring him along just as a companion. He's still scared of going anywhere alone.

The train taking them to Miyagi arrived and they got on, still in silence. They both got a seat since there weren't many people boarded the train. Even when they were sitting down, they still didn't initiate any conversation, Asahi being too shy and Yuu loving the silence.

It was a two hours journey so it would make sense that Yuu would get tired and sleep. He just pulled up his mask to cover his face and dozed off to dreamland. Asahi was sleepy too but he stayed up to make sure they don't end up in Akita or something.

Yuu still look so troubled even in his sleep, Asahi couldn't get the thought that maybe he had a fight with Wakatoshi out of his mind. He remembered Akaashi's words before, about his words meaning that he wants something terrible to happen to Yuu and Wakatoshi's marriage. He suddenly feel so guilty and started to think that Yuu being this way is his fault.

Asahi knows that Yuu doesn't love him, even so he can't get himself to stop loving the male. Yuu is everything to him the same way Wakatoshi is everything to Yuu.

Asahi reached to pet his hair but stopped and retracted his hands. He just stared at the sleeping beauty and wished he was able to hug him now.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled. "I'm sorry that I fell for you and couldn't move on. I'm sorry I made you my happiness."

Asahi then stared out the at the scenery as the train zoomed to Miyagi. Yuu slightly opened his eyes, glanced at Asahi and shut his eyes back.

You don't seem sorry to me. As long as you're still in love with me, you're never really sorry.

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The two finally arrived in Miyagi but Yuu didn't even stop to refresh. He went straight to a flower shop to buy a bouquet of alstroemeria and statice. Asahi was confused why he chose such specific flowers.

Yuu then went to a convenience store and bought a lollipop with a can of soda. Asahi was still confused but he didn't question it.

Yuu then walked to a cemetery, holding the bouquet of flowers close to his chest and gripping the bag filled with snacks tight. He has been here too many times that it no longer hurts to see his best friend's name on the gravestone. He no longer cries to meet him, he smiles. He placed the bouquet of flowers on the grave, the lollipop and the soda along with it. He pulled down his mask, smiling at the gravestone.

"Hey Yuuji." He greeted. Not that his friend would greet him back. Yuu still smiled, thinking that Terushima's ghost would be there, squatting on his own gravestone, grinning.

"It's been a year again. Sorry I'm not able visit you a lot even though I promised I would. I didn't bring Shoyo along this time 'cause he's busy raising a kid. He got married and has a wonderful husband named Tetsurou, and they are both raising an adorable little daughter named Himari. I'm sure you'd get along well with her. Tetsurou probably wouldn't allow you to meet her too often since... well, tongue piercing and bad influence." Yuu chuckled.

Asahi smiled in a distance, hearing Yuu speak so casually and chuckling. He seemed like he's fine, despite talking to a dead friend.

"I also got married. Early this year actually! Yuuji you would hate him, I swear. He's so stoic and dumb and I love him for that. I can imagine you both in a room and just throwing glances at each other, not even wanting to talk. But I'm sure you'd also be supportive of me. His name is Ushijima Wakatoshi by the way. And he's a dom daddy just telling you. Which is the reason I changed my name to Ushijima Yuu!" Yuu cheerfully said. Yuu then started to feel emotional.

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