Disclaimer: I don't own PoT.
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Saeki never smiles when Fuji is around. He can recall a time when he used to, but those were the younger days. It isn't that he's much older now, just wiser.
Saeki can remember the day everything changed very clearly, and he knows Fuji can too, maybe even better. It doesn't matter that they never speak of it- well: Saeki tries to talk about it, because he believes the doctors when they say talking about it will help, but whenever Saeki mentions it, Fuji very conveniently goes deaf.
To whose convenience, Saeki does not know.
Sometimes Saeki wakes up at night and he can still see the bodies lying there, and hears the steady drip of what later only turns out to be the bathroom tap.
Some nights he cannot stop trembling, and he goes to his parents' bedroom, like he used to when a child. He curls up in between them, but even then he cannot help the nightmares that come to life the moment he closes his eyes. What little comfort they give, Saeki keeps close to his heart. He holds them tight.
Fuji cannot do what Saeki does. Fuji no longer has that security.
Saeki doesn't know what to do, to be honest. Saeki tries and he tries, but he just can't understand what Fuji is going through.
The only people who can are those in the shelter, three blocks away from Fuji's old house. Those who have lost more than they had to give.
Saeki drops by the school every day now. It pains him to see Fuji has not, and will not change. He hates the way Fuji pretends everything is okay, when in truth, nothing is.
His teammates try too, but Fuji has always been stubborn, and Fuji has always had a wall. The wall just got reinforced with steel and concrete. And Saeki hates it.
The redhead cannot get Fuji to laugh the way he used to. The vice captain exchanges worried looks with Saeki every day. And the captain, the one Fuji used to spend hours trying to get to talk, now does. He's now the one spending hours trying to get the other to talk.
Everyone else treats them both like glass.
Fuji says all the right things. He wins all his matches, and he scores all his tests. More than ever, he finds chocolate in his drawer, in his locker.
Saeki wonders what it will take to break Fuji, because he wants to do it. He wants visible pieces that can be picked up, not a hairline crack that he can do nothing about.
But sometimes he wonders if shattered glass can be put back together.
While he stands there, thinking, Fuji approaches.
This is a retake of the scene the day it all happened: Fuji is smiling, he snakes an arm around Saeki's waist. Everything is perfect.
The only difference is Saeki doesn't return the smile, because Saeki never smiles around Fuji now.
Fuji lies enough for the both of them.
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I hope that wasn't too confusing. I'm in a very strange mood, thought I'd make use of it and spew out the stuff in my head before I go to bed. What happened, probably, is Fuji and Saeki walked home to Fuji's place one day only to find the rest of the family dead. This is the aftermath. I can't write PoT anymore, can't remember any of the characters enough for a solid anything.
If there are any parts you think need fixing, please tell. I'll try to fix it and make it a little less confusing. Thanks for reading!