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Rating: G
Characters: Fuji, Yuuta, Mizuki
Notes: Dialogue fic. Set when Yuuta goes home after the Sei Rudolph match.
Summary: In which my characterization sucks and I demonstrate my inability to write depth!fic
"Yuuta, really, I don't understand you. Why would you want me to forgive him? Besides of course him putting you up to it."
"No, Aniki, Mizuki-san didn't put me up it, in fact he didn't even know I was coming home today at all. I just want you to promise you won't go after him. Or respond to him if he baits you."
"…apart from the sheer insensibility of not responding, Yuuta, why should I refrain from seeking out someone who might hurt you?"
"Waiting until he actually does something would work- and bloody hell, Aniki, I'm not stupid, I'm thirteen, and I live away from home. I can take care of myself!"
"…whatever you say, Yuuta."
"Look, I'll deal with Mizuki-san, alright? He won't pull something like that again, and even if he does, he won't be stupid enough to try to hide it- and you could at least give me a little credit, Aniki, I have a brain, you know, even if it's not comparable to your genius one."
"I'm just worried about you, Yuuta, He might try anything."
"He won't, Aniki. Not without me knowing about it. Not without it being my choice whether to accept."
"Why won't you stay here, Yuuta? You can't possibly trust him."
"Aside from it being the middle of my second year, Aniki, I don't. But…I think I kinda understand him. Just ignore him, okay?"
"…If that's what you want, Yuuta."
("Why didn't you tell me about the shot?"
"It might have helped you beat your brother. Would you have cared?"
"…"
"I thought so.")
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