Title: Goodbye with love

Part: 1/1

Author: Issei

Genre: Yaoi

Paring: MItko

Rating: PG

Archive: Sdfic ML (Anyone wants this? *big round puppy eyes* )

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2 Please ignore any typo errors/ gammer mistakes.

Disclaimer: the characters do not belong to me..dun sue!!

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Warning: The characters may be OOC.

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Hmm.was thinking about the sequel request some time ago and thought maybe I will write it.it is kindda lame.and bad writing.well hope everyone will enjoy this.bye!

5 Words in * * is action

6 Words in ^ ^ is characters thinking

Words in [ ] refer to the setting

Words in ( ) are words by writer.^_______^

[A few weeks after Kogure had moved house, Kogure's home]

Kogure: I am home.

Woman: Welcome back!

Kogure had moved from his rented apartment a few weeks back. But after since that fateful day, not once had his mind ever left the note that he had found. No matter how hard he tried to push the words to the back of his mind, they always came haunting him. The words ' I have to go but I promise I will be back, ' kept repeating themselves like a chant, tormenting him.

Woman: Are you there, Kogure? *Waves hand in front of him*

Kogure: Sorry, what were you saying?

Woman: So, you didn't hear a single word I have said?

Kogure: Er.no.*sweat drop*

Woman: Hmm.what is wrong with you these days ever since we move here you have been listless.You don't like this place?

Kogure: No, I mean yes I do like it here.

Woman: Then why do you look so troubled?

Kogure: .

Woman: Forget it. Tell me when you are ready. *Smiles*

Kogure: Sorry Yukiko.

Yukiko did not say another work, but only flashed Kogure a smile, a smile of faith and trust. Kogure entered his bedroom to see a set of clothes, a towel and a bathrobe placed neatly on the bed. Guilt began to creep up his heart; the very feeling that he had been trying to suppress all these weeks finally took effect on him.

Kogure entered the bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror. The frustration in him had begun to take an edge as he talked to himself aloud.

Kogure: She is so thoughtful, so trusting, what more do you want?

Kogure in the mirror: Mitsui.

Kogure: No, it is not!

Kogure in the mirror: But haven't you been waiting all these while for him to return?

Kogure: He had already left me for good.

Kogure in the mirror: But he promised to return.

Kogure: No more buts! I am going to forget all these and go out there to be a good husband.

Kogure in the mirror: Do you think you can do it?

Kogure: Yes!



[Night, bedroom]

Yukiko lay asleep beside him, she was breathing deeply, her eyelids twitching slightly. Kogure looked at the sleeping Yukiko. Moonlight was streaming in from the window and falling on her face, illuminating it. Her skin was soft and pale against the faint light, however thee was a hit of healthy pink on her cheeks. Her nose was high and sharp and her lips were a rosy red. It was a look of bliss, of happiness.

Kogure stared at the angelic face and thought to himself how lucky he was to marry her. Yet, he felt nothing towards her. Yes, a friendship but not those towards a lover. He did not even understand why he had agreed to marry her in the first place.

Kogure: ^Probably being the Mr Nice guy again. ^

He had never thought of seeing Mitsui again in this lifetime, that was before seeing the note. But now, an inner fire was burning and he was hoping again to see him. But will Mitsui return?

Kogure: ^He never breaks his promise. ^

With the thought in mind, he finally drifted into a deep, sound sleep.



[Morning, living room]

Kogure: Morning. *Smile on his face*

Yukiko: Morning!

Yukiko placed two sets of breakfast on the table, while Kogure settle himself down at the dinning table.

Kogure: Thank you.

Yukiko: Welcome.

Yukiko finally settled down after getting both of them a drink.

Kogure: We have a gathering tonight. You know the basketball team.

Yukiko: Really? Can I come along? I would love to meet your friends.

Kogure: If you really want to you can come along. *Forces a smile*

Yukiko: Are you sure? *eyes widen*

Kogure: Yes.

Yukiko: Then I will go! Thank you.

She bends over and pecks Kogure gently on his cheek, leaving Kogure blushing slightly.



[Inside coffeehouse]

Yukiko: are they here yet?

Kogure: I am still looking for them.

The gang had chosen to gather at the Danny's, a place they frequent when they were teammates.

Kogure: They are over there!

Hanamichi: Kogure!

A certain redhead waved at the bespectacled man. Kogure returned the wave with his own and walked briskly towards them. Only Hanamichi and Akagi had arrived.

Akagi: Take a seat.

Kogure: thanks.

Hanamichi: I see that you have brought your wife a long. *Says in a teasing manner*

Kogure Yes. This is Yukiko. And Yukiko this is Sakuragi and Akagi. *Blushing*

Yukiko: Nice to meet the both of you.

Kogure: Where are the rest?

Akagi: Late as usual. *Growls*

Hanamichi: The tensai is early!

Rukawa: For once.

Kogure: Rukawa! You are here!

Hanamichi: You fox, how dare you -

Rukawa: - What?

Hanamichi: Ah. you.you fox how dare you cut the tensai off!

Rukawa: Why not? *Shrugs*

Kogure: They are still they use to. *sweat drop*

Akagi: Yah, they are both in the national team and are still bickering non- stop.

Kogure: What are you doing now? Still playing basketball?

Akagi: No, I stopped playing after that match. Now I am an architect.

Yukiko: An architect! The next time we move house, we will get you to build our house.

Akagi: My pleasure.

Hanamichi: Haha! Gori, you are an architect? What if the buildings in Japan start collapsing?



Akagi unleash his "Gori Punch" on Hanamichi and ended the bashing with a killer stare.



Akagi: Will the building collapse now?

Hanamichi was in too much pain to reply and could only give Akagi a hateful glare.

Hanamichi: ^Why does he always do this in public! ^

Rukawa: Baka.

Yukiko: Are the both of you in the first team?

Hanamichi: Of course! I am the tensai! *Recovering*

Rukawa reminded silent and only nodded.

Yukiko: You all must be really great players!

Hanamichi: Yes, I am the tensai!

Akagi: You better not praise him. It adds on to his ego. See, he is floating on air again.

[At the entrance of the coffeehouse]

Ryota: Why won't you give a chance?

Ayako: I told you a million times already!

Ryota: But-

Ayako: Hello Sakuragi, Rukawa, Akagi and Kogure and.and.

Yukiko: Yukiko.

Ayako: And Yukiko! Erm.sorry about that, I have only since you once at the wedding.

Yukiko: It is ok.

Hanamichi: Ryota, how come you are not saying a thing? How about greeting the tensai?

Ryota: Tensai? Where?

Hanamichi: Here. *Points to himself*

Ryota: I still cannot find any.

Rukawa: Agree.

Akagi: The both are you are late! And how come the both of you are together?

Hanamichi: Dating? *Teasing tone*

Ayako: No! We just met on the train.

Hanamichi: Yah.

Kogure: So what had the both of you been doing Ayako and Miyagi.

Ayako: I am manager of a sport equipment store!

Ryota: .

Kogure: What about you?

Ryota: Working.

Hanamichi: As a?

Ryota: I am a primary school teacher.

Everyone else: What!

Hanamichi: Haha.this is amazing. *Tries to imagine Ryota teaching* hahaha

Ryota: Have you all done with laughing? I knew it. *mumbles*

Finally, after a long time, everyone crease laughing. But still, everyone was surprised, a once gangster turn teacher!

Kogure: Wait is everyone here? Where is Haruko?

Akagi: She has to work night shift.

Hanamichi: What a waste. *a little disappointed* *brighten up* What about Micchy?

Akagi: Don't know. Don't even know where he is now?

Ryota: Me neither. Kogure?

Kogure: I have lost contact with him.

Yukiko: Who is he? *Curious*

Ayako: He was our ace three-pointer!

Hanamichi: But I told him to come!

Everyone: What! You saw him? You talk to him?

Hanamichi: Yah, I met him on the streets yesterday.

Kogure: ^He is back. ^

Ayako: How is he?

Hanamichi: The same-

Ryota: Here comes the devil. *Smiles*

A scarred face man entered the coffee house, hands in pockets, a smug look painted on his face.

Mitsui: Hello, sorry I am late, got caught in the traffic.

Mitsui looked straight into Kogure's soft brown eyes. There was merely a look of recognition and nothing else.

Akagi: What have you been doing, you sort of vanished.

Mitsui: I went to Tokyo

Hanamichi: Tokyo? For what?

Mitsui: Work. So how have you been tensai?

Mitsui cleverly diverts the question putting the focus off him. He saw no reason to explain where he had gone. After all, he is back now.

Hanamichi: Me the tensai is great!

Mitsui: I watched the Japan vs. Korea game. I was taken aback to see you and Rukawa working together. Didn't know the both of you can work so well together.

Rukawa: I have no choice but to work with an idiot. *Sighs*

Hanamichi: Who are you calling idiot?

Rukawa: You.

Hanamichi: What! How-

Ryota: cut it off, you have been doing this ever since 5 years ago. Don't you get tire?

Hanamichi: Why should I be called an idiot and not-

Akagi: Quit making a scene. *Growls*

Hanamichi: Hmp.

Everyone broke into laughter at the fuming Hanamichi. It brought back so much memories to see Hanamichi like this. It was so much like the past. Memories of the past came flooding back, happy ones painful ones.



The gathering carried on and they talked about the past the present and the future. They cracked jokes and shared laughter. It was a heart-warming party.

Akagi: well I guess that is all for tonight.

Kogure: Yah, keep in contact everyone.

Hanamcihi: When is the next one?

Can we exculed him in the next one? *point to hanamcihi*

Ayako: I don't mind.

Ryota: Fine!

Mitsui: Haha, great idea, Rukawa.

Yukiko: Good night all. Nice meeting all of you. *Smile and wave*

Everyone: Good night. *Waves back*

Kogure took a last glance at Mitsui as he retreated into the back lane and became nothing more than a shadow in the darkness of the night.

Kogure: ^Mitsui. ^

Yukiko: Interesting lots of friends you have, especially the red head.

Kogure: Yes, indeed *deep in thoughts*



[Kogure's house]

Yukiko: I will take a bath first.

Kogure: Sure.

Kogure reached into his pocket to pull out a slip of paper after yukiko had entered the bathroom. On it scibbled a familiar handwriting, a writinghe had known so well, on it scibbled Mitsui's contact number.

Kogure: ^ Should I give him a call? ^

Kogure stared at the paper for a while fore coming to a decision.



[At home]

Mitsui: Yes? Mitsui speaking.

Kogure: Hello, Kogure here.

Mitsui: Yes?

Kogure: Can I speak to you now? Face to face.

Mitsui: Now? It is already midnight.

Kogure: You do not want to then?

Mitsui: Why not like this. We will meet at the park, 8 p.m., the one that we always go to.

Kogure: All right, thank you.

Mitsui: Bye.

Mitsui hanged up the phone. He had anticipated the call. He knew that Kogure would want an explanation and the one that he gave during the meeting was not enough. Mitsui sat quietly on the sofa, compose. It had been so painful to go to Tokyo and more so to return only to find Kogure married.

Mitsui: ^But his wife is really pretty and she suited him perfect. ^



The line when dead and Kogure looked forward to tomorrow night.



[Next day. Flea market]

Mitsui looked through the accessories on display as if he was searching for something among them. After sometime, he reached out and picked up a sliver band from among the pile of rings.

Mitsui: How much is this?

Mitsui paid for the ring and slipped it onto his middle finger of his left hand.



[At the park, 8 p.m.]

Kogure paced up and down, waiting impatiently for the arrival of his target. He had been anticipating the moment for the whole day and had actually arrived half an hour before the meeting time. Kogure glared at his watch nervously for the hundredth time of the night.

Kogure: ^It is already eight. ^

Mitsui: Am I late?

Kogure: No, I am early.

Mitsui: So what did you want to talk to me about?

Kogure: I think you won me an explanation.

Mitsui: Explanation?

Kogure: yes. Why did you left without a word?

Mitsui: it is not important anymore is it?

Kogure: It is important, at least to me.

Mitsui: You cannot change anything can you even if you know? You are married and should just be a good husband.

Kogure: But I need to know. Don't you love me anymore?

The Kogure before him took Mitsui aback. The one he knew was never this vocal.

Mitsui: Kogure look here.

Mitsui raises his left hand, allowing the sliver band to catch the moonlight and glitter in the dark of the night.

Kogure: Engagement ring?

Mitsui: yes. I am with someone I like now. Actually, I have been back for more than a year, maybe even before you were married. But I was afraid to look you up, afraid oi will hurt you with the truth. So, I hide away from all of you so that I will not have to break the news to you and hurt you.

Kogure: Then why did you appear again?

Mitsui: I met Sakuragi on the streets the day before the meeting and he told me that you were married. And so, I thought that you have forgotten about me. Don't you see, it is all too late.

Kogure: I understand now. It had been a while, Mitsui Hisashi. Nice meeting you again. Remember to invite me to your wedding.

Mitsui: Kogure: I am sorry if I hurt you again but it is just too late now.

Kogure: Thank you for coming. Ja

Kogure bid his goodbye and walked away with quick small steps, not waiting for Mitsui to say another word. Another word would cause him more pain and more tears. Silently a single drop of tears streaked down his face.

Kogure: Goodbye, Mitsui *whispered*



Mitsui: ^Goodbye Kogure. ^

Mitsui stood alone as he watched Kogure's shadow faded into the darkness. He did not want to hurt him, but he had to. He had to destroy all his hopes now that he was married. How could he break up his family and lead him on in a relationship that had no future. Mitsui slipped the ring off his finger and watched as the ring dropped onto the hard gravel road.

Mitsui: Goodbye. Goodbye Kogure, my love.



OWARI

Hmm.finally finish this fic.hope the ending wasn't too boring or lame.and hope all of you have enjoyed! C&C's are very welcome and highly appreciated!