"I have been feeling a certain overwhelming vibe for the past few days… and I've also been worried about Kurokocchi, him being framed and the such. After Kasamatsucchi and I… well, you know what, we've been together a lot more than usual. But my heart feels like it's getting sucked into a black hole. I have to know what's going on!"- Kise Ryota
Chapter 15: Distraction (filler chapter)
Kasamatsu frowned with a hint of agitation at the body before him on the ground. "Get up, Kise! The practice training is not over yet; you can't give up now!"
Kise rolled over on his back and pouted seductively. "I can't. I can't go on. I'm tired, Kasamatsucchi. I need a break."
Hayakawa Mitsuhiro couldn't help but to overhear. "'Kasamatsucchi'? The hell is that?"
"Don't mind that right now; pretend you never heard that. Coach, timeout!"
A few minutes later, coach Takeuchi Genta agreed, and the team went over to sit on the benches. Kise breathed and plopped onto it, sweating more than normal.
Kasamutsu smacked him on his back and folded his arms. "Hey, are you okay? You've been acting strange lately. I know about Kuroko-kun, Aomine-kun, and Momoi-san, but…"
"It's not just that! Seirin… Seirin's been murdered!"
The whole gym fell into a deep silence. Some gasped, muttered to themselves quietly, or to the person next to them. But mostly everyone stared at Kise in shock. Had they not known about this?
The blonde began to cry and he closed his eyes. "WHY AM I THE ONLY ONE WHO FEELS SOMETHING ABOUT THIS?! WHY AM I THE ONLY WHO FEELS PAIN?! DO YOU GUYS CARE ABOUT OTHERS?! I DON'T THINK SO!" And he ran outside, without caring to look back, throwing his sweat-soaked towel on the ground.
Kasamatsu got up to chase after him, but Genta pulled him back down. "Don't force it. He needs some time for himself, our little star."
Outside, Kise sat on the grass curled up in a ball, the occasional breeze blowing his hair around. He couldn't believe that nobody knew about this tragic death, them not even bothering to notice or to even watch the news once in a while.
He looked up to see the sight before him: shops, bikes, people talking, laughing, sharing kisses under a tree, or either drinking tea under an umbrella outside the shops.
'What do they have to be so happy about? Why can't they feel this pain I have inside?! Am I the only one who cares about this?! Was this supposed to happen?! What did the Kiseki no Sedai do to the world to deserve this? Just what? Why did they have to die?!' He pounded his fists on the ground and sniffed.
"It's fate," said a voice.
Kise turned around to see Kasamatsu standing behind him, looking at the sky. "It's fate," he repeated.
"Fate…"
"We humans," he stated sitting down," were born to live. To breathe. To make friends and to make enemies. We all have a purpose in life, and that changes the world by a significant amount that can fix anyone's life. But at some point, we fall. We break. We stop breathing. We leave this world and our friends, and fall into God's arms. We die.
"And that changes the world, also." Kasamatsu pointed up to the sky. "Our friends are up there, watching us carefully. They probably don't know what it feels like to lose a plethora of important friends, but we do. They won't come back, but we'll always be with them in the Spirit World. We're all the same, Kise. The cycle is repeated over and over again, until everyone is finally able to rest in peace.
"I may not know who murdered our three wonderful friends, but I swear, if we work together and get over this cruel sadness, we'll find out the son of an asshole who did this and bring him to justice!"
Kise stared at him in shock. Tears welled up in his eyes as he jumped on top of him. "No wonder you're my captain and my lover."
Kasamatsu grew flustered as he tried to pry the blonde's grip away from his waist. "Hah? What are you talking about? All I did was give this speech to make you… cheer up…" A pink hue fell on his cheeks and he looked away.
"Exactly. You always know how to make me feel better at my worst moments. That's why I love you, Yuki-chan."
Kasamatsu sighed and laid down on the grass, resulting in Kise closing his eyes. "Really, you're so troublesome. Coming up with all those stupid names for me and such. Get your lips down here."
The latter leaned in slowly and the captain placed his index finger on Kise's bottom lip. "Now, now. We don't have much time left, so don't get all in the groove when we kiss, okay? Do that and I'll hit you," he warned with a stern look.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever; let's just get to the point already. I want you to make me feel satisfied with your mouth."
"When you put it that way, it sounds dir-"
Kasamatsu got interrupted when Kise's warm lips met his own all of a sudden. It surprised him, but he didn't know why. This kiss was very different from all the others he had received from the model.
Different?
Yes, he knew why now.
The pain and sadness that had been Kise's body was now leaking into his soul. He now understood how he really felt, losing people that were very close to him. Trust him, it did not feel good.
But Kasamatsu was determined to let those feelings pass and fight for the future. He couldn't just sit here and watch his boyfriend and the rest of the remaining Generation of Miracles suffer from loss, despair, and, hesitation.
He hoped that by luck, one of Seirin's members had survived. It was a 2 out of a 100 percent chance, but that would change everything.
When they released from their kiss, Kise yawned and got up. "I'm tired, Yuki-chan. Let's head home now."
The latter picked himself up and dusted off his shorts. "Sorry, I have to fill out more papers for the club and trust me, it's a lot."
"Oh, then let me hel-"
"And I also forgot to mention, you are not going to help me. Don't even bother arguing back-" He coughed vigorously for a few seconds then continued, "My words are absolute, do you understand?"
Kise's eyes widened as Kasamatsu gave him the peace sign behind his back and began to walk away back to Kaijou's school grounds.
'Hold up a sec. What was that? 'My words are absolute?' Where did Yuki-chan learn that? Strange…'
And he left for his house. Modeling was not in session for today.
A few weeks later, and it was Saturday morning. Kise woke up pissed, the bright sunlight beaming through the open windows. "Damn it! I knew I should have folded the blinds; now I woke up early. I wanna go back to sleep, but I can't! Mou~"
He hit his head against his yellow pillow consistently in frustration. He then sniffed the air. "Food? What the heck? Who's in my house cooking?"
The blonde got up, pulled on a pair of white shirts, a black shirt, quickly looked in the mirror to fix his hair, and jogged down the hall.
Arriving at the kitchen, he gasped. "You! How did you get in here; my door was firmly locked! Sealed!"
"Exactly. There's something called locking your windows," the person at the stove said sharply. He turned around and frowned.
"Yuki-chan, you actually came through the window without me knowing and without my permission? How low," Kise noted, sulking.
"Yes, a captain should always check in on his fellow teammates in the times of greatest peril!"
"Am I supposed to know what that means in the first place?!"
Kasamatsu turned off the burning fire and placed the scrambled eggs and toast on two plates. He gestured toward the table. "Sit. I have something I need to tell you; it's damn serious."
Kise gulped and took a seat, studying the latter's expression as he took a bite of his eggs. "This tastes awesome! I never knew you could cook this well, Kasamatsucchi!"
"Thanks, and– hey! Stop changing names! Stick to one and it won't be a problem!"
Kise giggled internally. His heart began to beat faster, and his face turned light pink.
"Stop blushing! This is about to get serious!"
The blonde gulped once more and tightened his fists after a glass of orange juice. "Wh-What's up?"
Kasamatsu decided to sit down. He stared into Kise's eyes and began the conversation. "Just a few days ago, I got a call from Wesuro Acuriet Hospital. A doctor named Dr. S.R. asked me if I was Kasamatsu Yukio and I said yes. She told me this real disturbing news."
Kise leaned over the table and pleaded, "What? What was it?"
"Hold your horses, damn it. Before she told me, she hesitated for a while. Guess what?"
Silence.
"Seirin's not gone yet," the captain smirked.
Kise's eyes watered with joy, but he still didn't understand. "What do you mean by that?"
"What I mean is that… we still have hope! Seirin's not completely perished, lost in the wind. It appears that somehow, according to Dr. S.R., that Kagami Taiga has survived the murder attack or whatever."
The blonde jumped up and ran all over the house, doing front-flips in the process. "YEA! WOO-HOO! KAGAMICCHI!"
Kasamatsu folded his arms and coughed, grabbing Kise's undivided attention. "But still, it changes something," he said in a dark voice.
Kise looked back, but his vision became blurry once he stared at his boyfriend. The objects around him began to… dissolve into golden particles? He fell back on his back, suddenly losing balance. He became weak. "Kasa… matsucchi… what's going on…"
His surrounds were now enveloped in pure black darkness. His eyes had the urge to shut down and sleep, but Kise summoned up all the strength he had left and used it to open his eyes all the way. Before him, Kise saw someone through the blurriness.
And it wasn't Kasamatsu.
The blonde cried painful tears as he felt his energy being sucked away and his eyes closing shut.
"A… Akashicchi…"
Yep, shit's about to go down. I hope you enjoyed this filler chapter and I will keep writing these until I got the climax figured out. Anyways, RnR! :-)