He felt numb.

"What?"

Devoid of feeling.

"What do you mean?"

Mind rejecting what it had just heard.

"I'm terribly sorry, Takahashi-san, but Usami-san couldn't make it…."

Dead.

He fell down on his knees, his shoulders heavy.

Gone.

His eyes closed, hoping that it will never open again.

Why?

It was raining that day.

He could recall how dull and grey the clouds were as it sheds rain that pelted onto the canopy of black umbrellas assembled before the grave. How they all whispered among each other about the recent death.

He laughed quietly, he knew the mourners were just here to show that they knew the man that came from the wealthy Usami clan, their glee masked by a pretense of sadness. It disgusted him.

His face expressionless once more, looked back at the granite tombstone. He didn't bring an umbrella. No. He wanted to feel the rain, thinking that maybe it could wash away the sense of loss he was feeling.

He was never fond of his brother. They always fought, whether it was by shooting glares at each other or pulling arguments, they could never get along.

He watched as the mourners slowly filed away out of the cemetery.

Nevertheless, a brother was a brother and he could never truly hate him for that. He wondered if the crash didn't happen whether they should've known each other better…..

Suddenly his ears picked up a heart-wrenching sob coming through the cacophony of the heavy rain.

And he gasped.

His feet moved on its own towards the figure huddled in front of the grave. Everybody had left, they were the only ones there. The beat of his heart rose further as he studied the strangers face.

Silky, spiky brown hair dampened by the rain accompanied a heart shaped face with soft tanned skin. He frowned as he saw the others eyes, they were olive-green and it looked dead, broken, empty, hurt, numb, desolate, barren, lifeless-

'Takahashi Misaki'

His breath hitched. Of course. It was him, his brothers' lover. He knew of them of course, just last month he heard they were pulling a wedding at Kyoto. Their faces happy like nothing was going to go wrong. How cruel life was, unshaped dreams, ripped just like that, like it was never meant to be.

"W-why….?"

His attention came back to the boys trembling, shaking body.

"WHY?!"

A wail that made his heart tightened broke out from those cold blue lips. He wanted to comfort him, to tell him that everything was alright, to stop the incessant tears flowing from those beautiful green eyes covered by the rain. He reached his hands towards the boys shoulder,

"W-why did you leave me….?"

He draw back his hands sharply and closed them into a fist as he heard the whimper.

"H-haru…come back….please…"

Usami Akihiko could only watch as the heartbroken boy cried once more because he knew.

He knew that whatever he did to console the poor soul it would not work.

The damage has been done.

A/N:Well~~ figured might as well try tragedy for once ne?

theyll might be some poetica here haha :p

I was hearing lana del rey's summertime sadness while doing this, beautiful song.

Anyway, share me your thoughts! Should I continue?

Review! *grovels on the floor*