Letting Go

Chapter 3: Fury of the Storm

Thunder rumbled in the clouds as the lightning flashed and lit up the night sky. Waves crashed violently against the shore and the pier but as harsh as the weather was that night, it was nothing compared to the two men arguing outside of the beach side home which not even an hour before was as calm as the still waters before the storm had started.

"You called me out here in the middle of the night for what?! Help? Advise?" Rin yelled, his eyes burning with fury as he stared down the intense blue eyes that were facing him. "Kisumi, how much longer are you going to let this go on!? Its like you don't even care about Makoto or what he's doing."

"How can you even say that?" Kisumi retorted. It was true, he HAD called his lovers former teammate for help but the anger and rage coursing through Rin, he was not prepared for and didn't expect. "I love him! No one can say that isn't true. You don't know what I go through. What I deal with day in and day out. The things I put up with.. How hard it is.." Kisumi was on the verge of tears but he refused to let them fall. Not now. Not in front of the man who was already calling him weak and making such accusations.

Rin growled clinching his fists tightly. This wasn't the first time he'd been called for advice on Makoto's behavior about Haru and every time he had tried to give his best opinion on the matter, it was pushed aside and ignored. "You say you love him but your words only go so far. How can you love him and let him do this? I can't even begin to count the many many times I've tried and tried to tell you. Makoto needs help. Stop being so blind and selfish. You think you're doing what's best by letting him do this? What sense does that even make? Do you really want my help or do you just want attention and someone to spend the lonely nights with when he leaves like this?"

Kisumi tightened his own fists. He knew how hot headed Rin could get but this time he could tell it was like never before but even still, the verbal thrashing Rin was giving out.. Kisumi knew he just didn't understand. "How dare you even say that?!" He countered trying to keep what composure he had left. "I know Makoto better than anyone. We've known each other since we were kids. You just don't get it. I let him do this.. Because I love him. I love him enough to not get in the way of what makes him happy. If this is what he wants then who am I to stop him?"

That was it, Rin had heard enough. He gritted his sharp teeth together, grab the front of Kisumi's shirt and forced the pink haired man up against the side of the house. "Don't you dare say that you know him better! You knew him when you were kids, well news flash. SO DID I! But you know what? That doesn't mean shit right now. If you think that is what love is then you have no clue! What you're doing is selfish beyond belief and I'm tired of it! You hear me? SICK AND TIRED OF IT!"

Kisumi gasped as a breath of air was forced from his body at the sudden collision of his back to the wall. His hands went up gripping Rin's arm and tried to pry the strong grip from his shirt but with no luck. "I call you for help and this is what you do? Yes, you knew him as well but who is the one who has been with him for so long now? Me! I have been there for him. Watched him time and time again. Waited for him to come to bed at night, knowing that he's on the phone talking until the early hours of the morning or knowing that he goes out and doesn't return until late. You don't think it hurts? It does! But I do what I can. I want Makoto to be happy, no matter what."

Just then the sky lit up brightly as a streak of lightning crashed, flashing in Rin's eyes as if the storm itself was fueled by his rage followed by a massive roar of thunder. The clouds themselves seemed to be heated in the tensed moment as they opened up giving way to a downpour that quickly soaked both men but even still, neither seemed focused on that nor seemed to even care.

"Is that all you can say? You love him, you love him. If that's truly how you feel. You love Makoto so much that you just sit by like some ignorant child and turn a blind eye to what he is doing then why? Why even call me in the first place? Huh? Tell me that?!" Rin's grip only tightened on Kisumi's shirt as he shoved him harder against the siding of the house "What reason do you have.." Rin paused for a moment then shook his head. "It doesn't matter. Its clear that if anything is going to be done about this that I am the one who is going to have to do it. You don't seem to be man enough. It's pathetic. Sad that you are so selfish that you put yourself before him, the one who needs help the most."