《FOR GOD SAKE KITA SHINSUKE! || KITA SHINSUKE [COMPLETED]》23: its because we care about you. i care about you
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Ayumu gripped tightly around her inhaler as she sucked the gas inside. Her eyes were closed but the tears were pouring out. Yet, no cries been heard but just a soft sniffles. She really hoped she could turn back the time and changed everything. Which she hoped she could change her answer from 'fine nii-chan' to 'no nii-chan, i'll let it pass'.
And now, regretting was eating her up inside. If her brothers found out she was in this situationㅡeyes wet, face swollen, hand gripped the inhaler and and breath raggedㅡ they probably grew worried and guilty. Not forgetting too, if her Too nii-chan and Iwa nii-chan knew; she didn't know what to do. Would lie work on them?
Right now, she enough being grateful for being alone in the discussion classroom. It was mentor-mentee session time but Kita wasn't here yet. Not because he's late or what, it just because Ayumu came earlier than the time she supposed to. She already had hard time to cover up her asthma back in the class, not wanting to make a ruckus or scene. Plus, Riseki was in the same class as her. She didn't want him to know. If he did, there was a probability he would tell her brothers or the twin; themselves would come interrogate him.
Wiping the tears away from her face, she sucked for another round of the inhaler, hoping the asthma could subside soon. Its been days ever since her asthma attacked her again. She put down her inhaler on the table as her forehead slumped down on the desk tiredly. She took a deep breath and calm herself until her phone suddenly ringing.
She didn't care whoever call her but if that happened to be her twin brothers or her Too nii-chan and Iwa nii-chan, she probably dead. Peeping up her head, she reached for her phone inside her bag by her side. Once she had her eyes upon the caller id, only god knew how shattered her heart was.
She bit her lower lips, started to act as if there was nothing happened. She cleared her throat, wiped her tears properly and stretched a smile on her face, before she answered the call.
"Looks like someone misses me~" Ayumu sang over the line.
"Duh~ what if I am? Got problem with that?" Oikawa scoffed and Ayumu giggled.
"I miss you too." Ayumu added.
"Then, call us often. Its not fair if only me and Iwa chan call you." Oikawa said.
"Excuse me~ I called you first before when I mentioned to you about me got suspended." Ayumu argued.
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"Sure thing little girl. But you know, my so called brother's hunch told me something that made me to call you now." There he begun as Ayumu started to feel uneasy. "Something's off. Did something happen to you?"
Ayumu sealed her lips as she felt the tears built up again by her brim eyes. She quickly wiped them away.
"There's nothingㅡ"
"Are you hiding something from us?" Oikawa asked which his voice turned out serious. From a far, she could hear Iwaizumi's voice said ' Oi Oikawa, what the fuck wrong with your fucking voice? Don't scared the hell out of Ayumu!'
"Too nii-chanㅡ"
"Bold you assume if I didn't notice how hoarse you sounded right now, Ayumu." He voiced out, making a single tears rolled on her cheek.
"It's not like what you are thinking. I just have a cold so ㅡ"
"You can lie to other people and they will bluntly believe you but not me, Ayumu. You are 'playing' again aren't you? Your asthma attacked you again?"
And there was the climax where sobs started to intensified inside room and Oikawa heaved a sigh. At the back of Oikawa's side, there a faint of Iwaizumi said, 'what?'
"I-I'm sorrㅡ"
"Don't you say sorry to me!"
"OIKAWA! DON'T RISE YOUR VOICE TO HER!"
"HOW CAN I NOT? SHE PLAYED AGAIN AND NOW SHE HURT! AND IT FRUSTRATING THAT WE CANNOT BE ON HER SIDE RIGHT NOW!"
"SHE HAS HER BROTHERS!"
"SHE DOES! BUT DO YOU REALLY THINK SHE ALREADY TOLD HER BROTHER ABOUT IT?"
There was no reply came from Iwaizumi. Ayumu had her knees up to chest, mumbling inside her head; hoping Iwaizumi and Oikawa could stop fighting.
"Ayumu..." There was a gentle voiceㅡ "It's Iwa nii chan." Iwaizumi croaked up.
"Iwa nii-chan, I am sorry. I cannot say no to my brothers when they asked me to join them playing. I cannot turn their offer down. IㅡI cannot tell them the truth. I cannot tell them this is the reason why I stop playingㅡ"
"You no need to be sorry for us." He said. "Be sorry for yourself."
Ayumu's lips quivered as tears kept on streaming like waterfall.
"Until when you want to keep it yourself and suffering like this? Do you really think your brothers will be fine if they know about this? Your asthma might be not serious for now. If you keep being reckless, you probably will get waㅡwarded again. And then what? History repeats itself?"
"Iwa nii-chan. . ."
"Oikawa is losing his mind, so do I."
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"Iwa niiㅡ"
"I will hang up first."
With that, the call ended. The call that started with all cheery ended with all gloom and sad. Ayumu gritted her teeth, gripping tightly around her phone, putting it on desk before she took her inhaler and tossed it awayㅡ harshly.
"That fucking asthma!"
Her breath ragged for both asthma and the anger and sad inside her. Took her surprise, Kita came sooner as the inhaler laid perfectly right infront of his shoes. Kita didn't say a word at first, whenever he closed the door first and took the inhaler. And finally looked at Ayumu who now turned quiet.
"So, this is the reason?" He showed the inhaler. " The reason why you stop playing?"
"So what? Have problem with that? What you want to do now? Running away and tell Tsumu and Samu? Go on then. Go! Go tell them that their sis has fucking asthma and that is the reason why she stop playing and being a coward to tell them the t-truth!"
There she broke down, with head lowered and cries gotten louder. Kita clutched tightly the inhaler as he said nothing. This was his second time seeing Ayumu broke down like this. Thoughtㅡhe would never see this fragile Ayumu anymore after the three siblings fight. Guess, he was wrong.
Kita walked towards her silently, put his bag down on the desk as he sat on a chair infront of Ayumu. Without saying a word, he held her back of neck and pulled her closer till her forehead rested on his chest. His fingers moved smoothly, caressing Ayumu's long hair that not yet tied up into a ponytail.
"I'm not going to tell your brother until you ask me to."
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"Stop shouting can you?! Does shouting will solve everything now?!" Iwaizumi scolded Oikawa who not stopping shouting ever since the call ended. They were in the gym as they finished their volleyball practice. Good thing, there was no coaches with them only the team members. Everyone in the gym looked at the two worriedly but none had guts on asking them. Matsun and Hanamaki not yet asking thing either because they didn't feel like it was right to step in between the two.
"What you want me to do now? Sitting still?! After knowing about Ayumu? We called her to ask for her well being and now we got this?!" Oikawa argued back.
"Okay, enough. What with Ayumu now? Something happen to her? Why with this shouting? You guys all lively by just thought of calling her seconds ago. But what now?" Hanamaki finally stepped in. Matsun at the back took a step closer towards Hanamaki as he was standing quite closer to Iwaizumi and Oikawa. By mentioning the name of Ayumu, the other members who knew her, started to get worried as well.
Oikawa huffed, looking away. He gripped the trolley ballㅡ breathing hard. Iwaizumi also looked away, huffing furiously.
"I told you already Iwa chan. Ayumu will never tell her brothers about this and you not believing me still." Oikawa gritted his teeth.
"What do you mean by 'about this'? What is it 'about this'?" Matsun interrupted.
"Ayumu played volleyball again with her brothers. And now, her asthma attacked her again." Iwaizumi lowly answered. "And thought she already told her brothers the truth, she's not."
Listen to it, both Kunimi and Kindaichi stopped breathing. They glanced up to each other before they turned their gaze towards their third years senpai.
"Does it serious?" Yahaba asked, full of worriedness.
"No maybe. She's not getting run for hospital then it probably not serious." Iwaizumi added.
"Then, aren't we should be grateful for it since its not seriousㅡ" Matsun's word halted when Oikawa snapped. "So you mean we should relax just because it's not serious? And waiting it become serious? And that will be the time we all get all worried and sort?"
That made everyone in the gym silence.
"At that moment, its all useless." Oikawa added. Iwaizumi had no word to speak out. He been sitting on the floor, gripping the ball in his hands. Mixed emotions rushed through his veins. Of course, Ayumu would never told her brothers about this...He should know that. But its been so long to say she didn't tell her brother about it. Until when she wanted to keep it as secret? Iwaizumi should not be surprise about this because knowing Ayumu, she was so stubborn.
When it comes to the one she loved the most especially. But still, this really broke his heart. If Ayumu kept on being this way, then what would happen in the future? What if the brothers asked her to play with them again? And she said yes because she had no heart to turn down the offer. And then what?
As the atmosphere grew thickened with no one say anything as only hard breathing could be heard, Kindaichi voiced out.
"Should we tell Kageyama?"
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