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Chapter title: A little growing up
Genre: angst, drama
Rating: PG-14
Chapter: 11/16
Characters: Tatsuha and Suguru xD
Summery: Suguru is older and more mature, but when things get rough and he decides to just walk away, will Tatsuha prove to be the responsible one?
Warnings: Hmm…Angry Tatsuha and Suguru and lots of things being broken. Some OOC.

Tatsuha's POV

"That is it! I can't take this bullshit anymore! We're through!" and to make his point he grabbed the nearest object-which happened to be a vase full of flowers I had recently bought him- and tossed it as hard as he could in my direction, ending up only hitting the wall.

Tick, tock, oh how the clock flies by


You experiment to figure out how high


I burnt your lab


You now "demand to know why"

I'm really getting tired of this bullshit. It's the same routine, over, and over, and over again. He says something or I say something, and then the other responds with something else, and then crash! We're in another fight and everything goes flying.

Everyone thinks he's the mature one, everyone thinks he's the smarter one, and yes; in most circumstances I can agree. But when it comes to times like these, it's hard not to send him to a corner for five minutes for being a bad boy.

When things with me and him don't seem to go his way it's always my fault, in his opinion. I'm the bad guy, he's the victim, and so it gives him every right to lash out and destroy everything in his path.

So like I said, I'm getting tired of this bullshit. This routine is going to end now. This time, when he slams the door shut, or if he throws me out and locks the door, I won't come back. It'll be over, because I just can't deal with anymore tears, heart aches and break ups.

I watched as he retreated to the bedroom, stomping and shouting and crying all the way.

"I'm leaving! I'm never coming back! You really screwed up this time you asshole!" Hmm…this is the forty-fifth time he's broken up with me. But like they say, you shouldn't break up with someone until they've broken up with you for the fifty-third time…wait…

Lots and lots of things


You can never do


So your theory is walk away


"I'm through!"


But this time it's your mess


So get the broom


We're gonna fix this

He has to high of expectations of me and to low of tolerance. The slightest wrong –in his mind- thing I do is worth capitol punishment! I mean, hell when I first met him he was so calm and collected, but after a while something just snapped and I wasn't perfect enough for him. Always something wrong with me or with what I did.

As I watched him toe on his shoes in an angry hurry, holding is coat in one hand and an over-night bag in the other; I sighed and gathered together my words. This was a moment where I couldn't afford to make a mistake.

"Suguru, do you even remember why you're mad at me?" He stilled his actions and I could see his back muscles tense. Suguru turned and glared at me.

"…You…lost your promise ring." He whispered out, lowering his gaze sadly to the ground. I'll admit, losing that ring was something I'm not surprised hurt his feelings, but being an adult he should know there are simpler suggestions to resolve it then walking out the door.

"And I understand why that would make you angry." I replied, leaning against the wall with crossed arms.

"But Suguru…You do this to much. That's why I've come to a decision." Suguru looked at me with confusion, his temper obviously still swarming high.

You're losing your mind


It's packed its bags and gone


So I've tossed our suitcases


Because we're not going anywhere

It hurt. It hurt to say these words, especially on the high chance that Suguru will take up on the offer, and I'll never see him again. I…love him dearly. And even though I'm the "bad ass, bad guy" and "asshole" I just can't do this anymore…

"Fujisaki-san if you walk out the door that will be it. No more make up sex, no more "I'm sorry", plain and simple. I'll pack my stuff, leave and you can come back to an empty apartment."

His eyes got big and his shoulders slumped ever so slightly. I watched as his troubled mind seemed to calm down, as his mind separated his anger from reality, as his mature self returned to the situation at hand.

You're driving this car way to fast


Slow down, slow down


Or this dysfunction will surely crash

"What's your choice Suguru? Are we done? Tired playing house? It's your call baby." I held out my hand, hoping he would take it. Praying he would take it.


Yes I see your tears


Yes I see your fears


But baby didn't you know?


Those won't help you through the years

I watched as the items in his hands slowly slipped to the ground and he slowly shuffled over to where I stood. These events relieved me to no end and I let out a breath I didn't even know I was holding.

I twined my fingers with his and pulled him close, hugging him tightly, planting a gentle kiss on his head.

Lots, and lots, of things


You can never do


So your theory is walk away


"I'm through!"


But this time it's your mess


So get the broom


We're gonna fix this

Reluctantly I pulled from his arms and looked into his eyes. Smiling slightly, my head was filled with an idea.

"Why don't we both look for the promise ring, okay?" He smiled back and nodded.

And from that moment on, I understood we had a lot of growing up to do, but that was a huge growth spurt.

End Chapter

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