Just writing whatever comes into mind. I will spam.


After a long silent trip to the convenience store, the couple ended up staying at the Altland's residence to lounge and watch tv. As Lafter was in the middle of undecidedly shuffling through channels, Akihiro opted to ask her about her earlier tantrum. But he couldn't spit it out all of a sudden. He observed her first as she pouted at all the uninteresting shows.

"Why were you so angry earlier?"

The girl in question then plopped her arms to the side, giving up on searching for good programs. She had a contemplative look before she answered. "Oh, that. It gets annoying you know. You hear it everyday. All of his mistakes. The same song over and over again. Makes your ears ring."

Akihiro frowned. He knew that his next words were a preamble to a big fight. But he just had to say it, "You of all people should be supportive of-"

"I AM supportive!"

Annoyed green eyes glowered at him while he raised one of his thick brows at hearing the contradiction.

Lafter remained stubborn. "Are we really going to argue over this?"

And so was Akihiro. "If we have to, yes."

"Listen, you only have each other. He might not say it but I bet what you say counts the most." Akihiro then pulled Lafter into his arms.

Still, Lafter huffed. "Matters the most, yeah, right. Whenever I tell him to confess to Fuuka, he just tells me to back off."

"Probably because you're whiny."

"I am NOT whiny!"

His hand squeezed Lafter's shoulder in reassurance. "He probably considered doing what you told him but he just couldn't muster the courage." Her big green eyes looked into his dark ones and he just had to kiss her on the forehead. She was so irresistable. "Hey, I couldn't tell you how I felt either, remember?" causing the blond girl to tear apart from him.

Her eyes grew big in remembrance. "Yeah! I confessed first! You're such a wimp."

"Well, what can I say? I didn't know that the popular girl had feelings for a muscle-nut like me. And I honestly thought I didn't have a chance against your crush on your club advisor." Akihiro's words made the girl flinch. They'd known each other by being classmates in some of their years. And it was no secret that most of the members of the girls' volleyball team were swooning for their teacher.

It's because the girl's volleyball team had a sweet and suave man called Naze Turbine for an advisor. Not only was he a smooth-talker but he also dressed sharp. Although he was a teacher at the school and was required to look dignified and respectable, there was something else in the way the man carried himself. He did not mean to make young girls fall for him, it's just that his natural kindness and concern is a charm to any female.

Lafter's giggle pulled him back to reality. She had a light blush on her cheeks as she traveled down nostalgia road, "Any girl would fall in love if she was saved by a knight in shining armor..." The red on her cheeks intensified and her hands flew to her face in embarrassment. "Damn it! I remember it again! Ooh, how you swept me off my feet..." Her eyes twinkled and her lips released a dreamy sigh.

Yet Akihiro can't seem to remember this so-called sweeping her off her feet moment. "I did? When?" His ignorance earned him a slap on the arm.

"UGH! Men!" Lafter rolled her eyes while Akihiro thought that women had weird thought processes.


The Altland residence was slowly getting packed.

A few moments after Lafter and Akihiro were reminiscing on how their relationship started, Masahiro and Delma awkwardly chanced upon their sweet nothings in the living room. The two boys acknowledged them with the slightest of hellos and went past, obviously dropping the idea of hanging out in the same room. After them, Mrs. Altland returned from her shopping. She had a lot, expecting the large crowd for the day.

"Aki, could you help me with these?" hollered Mrs. Altland from outside as she got off the cab, causing her eldest to scramble on his feet. Lafter was hot on Akihiro's heels to greet the elderly woman.

"Oh, you're here again, Lafter!"

Lafter pouted, "What, you don't like me here?"

"Of course I like it when you're here! All these rowdy boys get tiring. Oh, dearest daughter, come here for a hug!" Her wide-open arms beckoned the young blond girl and she obliged with gusto.

"Yay! So what are we gonna cook today?"

"Oh a bunch! Why don't you call your brother over? You kids don't get to eat much healthy food when you are left on your own!" And the two females marched through the house in each other's embrace like blood-tied mother and daughter.

With Lafter off with his mother in the kitchen, Akihiro was left on his own in the living room. Lounging around and switching channels wasn't much of an interesting activity that sleep soon found its way upon his eyes.

He found himself in an empty space. It was overly white. "Am I dead? I guess I died after killing that guy..." The satisfaction he felt after crushing Iok Kujan to death was overwhelming. Akihiro looked around. Relief slowly filled his soul despite the emptiness of the white space that he was in. He'd never been truly alone, especially after Tekkadan was established. The silence was comforting compared to the blaring battlefield, although he missed everyone's laughter. "I wonder if I ended up in the same place as the others..." he started to walk. He had no goal in mind, not that there was a path in the vast emptiness. He simply let his mind roam free along with his body.

"Bro..."

"Masahiro?"

Masahiro appeared out of the white with a bright smile. He mostly looked the same but had more muscle in him, unlike when he was malnourished with the Brewers. "Long time no see."

"I'm sorry that I couldn't come earlier to save you."

With an amused smile, Masahiro comforted his older brother. It was not his fault that he lost track of his life. He too was turned into human debris and was taught to think himself as worthless. They were both but victims of circumstances. "I don't mind. Everything's okay now anyway. We're together again, aren't we?"

"But I still feel that I owe you a lot." Akihiro clenched his fists. "I could have gotten earlier-"

"It's okay. Besides dinner's ready."

Little by little Masahiro's visage was getting cloudy. Panic arose in the older brother's being and reached for the fading image but to no avail, "Huh?" He shook his head as his hand went through like he touched smoke. "Masahiro!" It was that moment all over again. "No! Masahiro!"

Still Masahiro's fading voice said "Dinner's ready!" as if to mock Akihiro and his fear.

But then another young but deep voice emerged from the white, further frustrating and alarming the buff lad. "Maybe you should kick him in the face for real this time."

"What the!?"

Soon, the empty white space degenerated into a fuzzy, warm unfamiliar scene. As Akihiro opened his eyes for the second time, he saw a pair of delighted brown eyes and another pair of disinterested green ones.

"See? Told you threatening will work," said Aston in his usual indifferent voice that also held his usual timidity.

Masahiro teased the other boy, "Maybe you could stop being an S, Aston. Fuuka might like you back." It was the last thing to dispel Akihiro's grogginess. This was his life. The only thing he knew of, nothing else. And with his sleep-laden voice, Akihiro seconded, "Yeah, I agree." The Altland siblings stared at Aston, waiting for some sharp retort filled with slight hate. But there was none. Instead there were sharp green eyes that glared at them. Wordless, Aston left the two to return to the dining table where his sister was happily setting up the food.

"How many times do you think did Aston stab us dead?" asked Masahiro. Trepidation was clear in his voice.

"Enough to kill us twice, I guess..."

Delma then peeked into the living room. "What are you guys doing? It''ll get cold."


Writing IBO stuff while the deaths are still hot lol Yesterday, I watched Aston's death scene (for the fifth time) with a colleague, in our office. But I still cried like a bitch. Anyway, thanks to all who (mistakenly) clicked this story. Till next time!