Title: To regret and to be forgiven
Characters: Kise Ryouta, Kuroko Tetsuya, Aomine Daiki
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Friendship
Rating: T (the context is M, though)
Character Count: 395
POV: Third-person
Date: 15th October 2012
Notes: Based on pixiv illustration id 30519314 (not worksafe). Just a little something that I had came up with after reading it. I think it would be best if you read it yourself to get an idea of what's going on. If you're not clear or can't read Japanese, PM me and I'll explain it to you (it's a bit hard to do it here)
Kise placed his hands under the running water from the tap, splashing it onto his face.
He turned it off slowly before looking up into the mirror.
His trembling fingers ghosted over the bruised mark on his neck that had been concealed by the collar of his shirt.
Tears started to swell in his eyes, one drop rolling down his cheek.
"I'm sorry…" Kise whispered under his breath. "I'm so, so sorry…"
He didn't expect things to have turned out this way.
What was he thinking?
He knew that Aomine and Kuroko were an item.
He knew how much the relationship meant to the latter.
Yet he…
He…
Kise bit back a choked sob, wiping his face with his wet sleeve.
What was the point of crying now?
Not like this is the first time this had happened.
What's done had already been done… not like he didn't have any choice in the matter.
He had the right to regret.
He had the right to feel guilty.
He deserved it, after all.
To have wished for something that he should never have wished for…
To have longed for something that he could never attain…
To have touched something that was forbidden…
To have chosen to do those horrible things by his own will…
He had hurt his friend… one who he holds dear.
He was a terrible person… who had done terrible things.
And there was no way that he could ever expect that person… Kuroko Tetsuya, his teammate and friend, to ever forgive him; should he know of the atrocities he had committed.
"Kise-kun."
"K-Kurokocchi…?" Unconsciously, his hand moved to cover the purple mark on his neck. "What are you doing… here?"
Kuroko did not say anything.
He simply gave Kise a glace, an unreadable one.
He reached up, holding Kise's hand gently. Slowly, he pried his fingers off his neck, exposing the swollen bruise to his watchful gaze.
"K-Kurokocchi… This…"
"Aomine-kun… told me everything."
Kise's eyes widened.
"E-Eh…?"
"So… you don't have to hide it from me anymore."
Kise could feel a lump growing in his throat.
He could not find the words to speak, tears forming in his eyes once more.
"K-Kurokocchi… I… I…"
He let out a surprised gasp when he felt a strange warmth enveloping him.
"Shh," The other boy hushed, tightening the comforting embrace. "It's okay… I forgive you."
