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NANASE YUTAROU
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Yutarou didn't notice that Hiruka had followed him out into the hall, too caught up in his phone call to even care. He was incredibly tense, regretting breaking his phone but his thoughts too muddled to think about it too much. Anger wasn't a common thing for Yuta, and he already felt drained. "It seems that your family is as complicated as ever, huh? I guess there are things that just wouldn't change, after all. I never knew you had another sibling though. He was born after we departed, I guess?" He said nothing in response to Hiruka's words, scared he'd say something he might regret, as anger and frustration often cause such issues. XX
He automatically tensed when Hiruka hugged him, but easily relaxed, the feeling familiar but so distant, as if from another life. "Calm now, calm now. You'll be fine, Yucchi." Yutarou let out a long sigh, twisting his finger with Hiruka's and nodding. "Thanks. It's just...it's not really me I'm worried about. My parents are stubborn. When...when my wife died, they tried to take custody of Yuki. Almost succeeded. And they still hang it over my head, as if they can just come it at any moment and steal her away. And Kou, they never let him do anything! He's always kept shut up in their house, never having any friends or knowing jack shit about the world. They treat him like crap, and then expect him to respect them!" XX
Yuta paused, realizing he'd never actually talked to Hiruka about Hana before, or even made a passing mention of Yuki's mother. That small detail made the whole situation the slightest bit more awkward. "I don't think it's fair that I never talk about my family, or my past. I mean, you've told me plenty, and I've been over here hiding things from my best friend, things you really need to know if there's even a tiny chance of use ever being together." He continued to rant, no longer caring if anyone else could hear. "Yuki told me about a week ago that I haven't yet moved on from her mom's death, and she's right. We never talk about Hana, she never gets to hear stories of her mother or how we met, at least not from me..." XX
"...there's no way that can be fair, right? There's no way I can avoid moving on and have it be completely fair for everyone else..." XX
He automatically tensed when Hiruka hugged him, but easily relaxed, the feeling familiar but so distant, as if from another life. "Calm now, calm now. You'll be fine, Yucchi." Yutarou let out a long sigh, twisting his finger with Hiruka's and nodding. "Thanks. It's just...it's not really me I'm worried about. My parents are stubborn. When...when my wife died, they tried to take custody of Yuki. Almost succeeded. And they still hang it over my head, as if they can just come it at any moment and steal her away. And Kou, they never let him do anything! He's always kept shut up in their house, never having any friends or knowing jack shit about the world. They treat him like crap, and then expect him to respect them!" XX
Yuta paused, realizing he'd never actually talked to Hiruka about Hana before, or even made a passing mention of Yuki's mother. That small detail made the whole situation the slightest bit more awkward. "I don't think it's fair that I never talk about my family, or my past. I mean, you've told me plenty, and I've been over here hiding things from my best friend, things you really need to know if there's even a tiny chance of use ever being together." He continued to rant, no longer caring if anyone else could hear. "Yuki told me about a week ago that I haven't yet moved on from her mom's death, and she's right. We never talk about Hana, she never gets to hear stories of her mother or how we met, at least not from me..." XX
"...there's no way that can be fair, right? There's no way I can avoid moving on and have it be completely fair for everyone else..." XX