Author's Note: Hello everyone, I hope you enjoyed the last chapter. I didn't get any feedback, so I'm going to assume it was decent. Here's the next installment. We're almost halfway through the story, yay!

"To be wronged is nothing, unless you continue to remember it."

― Confucius

Undo It

Kise was mixing drinks behind the bar and placed them all on a tray, waving the waiter off. As he walked away, Kasamatsu came up and climbed onto a stool. The blond smiled at his lover and leaned against the sleek wooden counter. They were inches away from each other and Kise was about to give him a kiss, but Kasamatsu placed a finger to his lips. Kise frowned when his lover smirked at him and shook his head.

"You're working," Kasamatsu said with a smile. The blond stuck his tongue out at the man across from him and grabbed a glass. He started to pour the liquid into his glass and looked over to the patio doors. The dark haired man did the same and wondered what was happening out there. It was too dark to see out the window and there was a glare from the lights. "What did you say to Midorima?" he asked his lover, turning his attention back to him.

Kise picked up his glass and sipped on the liquid, letting it burn and roll down his throat. He let out a breath and put the glass back down. "I told him to talk to Takao, they need to talk." Kise gave a weak smile to Kasamatsu and shrugged his shoulders. Picking up his glass again, Kise sipped on his drink and sighed. "Would you talk to me?" the blond inquired with a raised brow.

"I would want to, but I don't know if I could," Kasamatsu explained with a small shrug.

"I would talk to you," Kise said, and Kasamatsu chuckled lightly as he took a sip from the bottle of beer he was holding in his hand. The truth of the matter was, it was never easy to ask someone for forgiveness after you have done nothing to deserve it. "Not that I'd let you hide from me for five years. I'd find you."

"I don't think I could get rid of you even if I wanted too," Kasamatsu teased, and Kise pouted. "I love you," the dark haired man said to the blond. He leaned over and kissed his forehead.

"I'm working, no kissing," Kise mocked.

"We're kind of dead," Kasamatsu mused as he gestured to the room. There were about twenty or so people inside, and four other staff members wandering around. Kise raised a brow curiously and sipped on his drink, watching Kasamatsu. "We can probably go back to my office for like ten minutes." He shrugged his shoulders and smiled seductively at the blond, who smiled back.

"Or twenty?" Kise asked, wiggling his brows.

"Now that's adventurous," Kasamatsu chuckled as he sipped on his beer. His steel blue eyes caught sight of the patio door flinging open. He looked around some of the people and saw Takao darting straight for the front door. When the door came open, Kasamatsu was sure that it was Takao. A curse escaped him as he looked back to the patio door, but Midorima never came through.

"Was that Kazu?" Kise asked, squinting as he looked at the door. "Where's Midorimacchi?" The blond looked around but frowned when he realized he wasn't around.

"Rain check on office desk sex," Kasamatsu said as he reached over the counter and grabbed a bottle of vodka and an empty clean glass.

"Wait, what are you going to do?" Kise asked as he watched Kasamatsu wander towards the patio door. When he watched his lover walk outside, Kise sighed and shook his head.

Kasamatsu walked outside onto the patio and spotted Midorima sitting at a table with his head cradled in his hands. Kasamatsu walked over to the table and put the glass on the edge of the table, pouring the clear liquid into the glass. Kasamatsu pushed it to Midorima, causing him to look up. The green haired man seemed a bit surprised when he saw Kasamatsu, giving him a drink.

"Kasamatsu, right?" Midorima asked, and the dark-haired man nodded with a small smile. He placed the bottle down on the table and pulled out the chair. When he sat down, Midorima licked his lips and took the glass. He muttered a small thank you and sipped on the drink. After he sipped on the vodka, he put it back down and looked at Kasamatsu. "You and Kazu are friends?"

"Best friends, I owe him a lot," Kasamatsu replied with a smile. "He's a good guy, but you know that."

"Yeah, I do," Midorima agreed with a single nod. "How has he been, honestly?" he inquired as he stared at his drink.

Kasamatsu wasn't exactly sure how to answer that question. In the beginning, Takao was a complete and total mess. When he went on his little adventure with Hiro, he was better. Things changed though when Hiro had to leave to return home to his family, who lived in California. Hiro's father had become ill, so Hiro moved to the States to be with them. In a way, Hiro while not romantically involved with Takao, had a way of lifting his spirits. Upon Hiro leaving, Takao went through a dark time. He started sleeping around and wasting his life away. Kasamatsu and Kise did everything they could to straight him out, but nothing had seemed to work. Until Mika flew down from Akita where she was attending University. She just about broke Takao in half and put him back together again. Mika was the only family member who still talked to Takao after he came out about being gay in his final year of high school.

"He's had his ups and downs, but currently," Kasamatsu paused for a moment, trying to find the right word to describe his friend, "Kazu is aloof."

Midorima nodded his head slowly. It made sense, Takao's family abandoned him with the exception of his little sister, and then Midorima left him, what was to be expected. Everyone Takao loved seemed to be leaving him; aloof was how anyone would act.

"Look," Kasamatsu said firmly, gaining Midorima's undivided attention. "Just because you did a bad thing by abandoning him that doesn't make you a bad person. That being said, what will make you a bad person is hurting him again. I don't know how long you are staying here, but don't hurt him again cause I don't think he'll survive it a second time."

"If I could undo it, I would," Midorima explained softly as he finished off the vodka in his glass. Kasamatsu offered him more, but Midorima shook his head to decline. "I'd undo hurting him, I'd undo leaving, I'd undo not talking to him for five years. Things don't work that way though, do they?"

Kasamatsu knew it was a rhetorical question, so he remained silent. His steel blue eyes studied Midorima with intrigue. Honestly, the green haired man hadn't changed much at all in five years, but when Kasamatsu looked into his eyes he could see the sadness and disappointment. It was obvious Midorima was kicking himself and blaming himself for hurting Takao.

"I don't even know how to make things right again," Midorima said as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"Start by telling him why you left and only left him a note," Kasamatsu suggested with a half-hearted shrug. "The good thing about Kazu is he listens even when he doesn't have to."

"Yeah, I know that all too well," Midorima agreed.

"So what are you going to do?" Kasamatsu asked with a raised brow.

"I don't know, I…" Midorima fell silent and swallowed hard. "I want…I want to be with him again."

Kasamatsu smiled softly and nodded his head. "Then you need to tell him everything and leave the rest up to him."

Midorima looked at Kasamatsu and nodded his head in agreement. "Where does he live now?" Pulling a napkin out of a dispenser on the table, Kasamatsu plucked a pen out of the pocket of his shirt. He scribbled down Takao's address and handed it over to Midorima. "Thanks, Kasamatsu."

"Don't break his heart. If you do, I swear I will make your death look like an accident," Kasamatsu smiled innocently as he stood up from the table. He grabbed the bottle and Midorima's glass before walking back inside the club. When the door shut, Midorima looked at the napkin with Takao's address. Licking his lips, Midorima stood up and decided to go to Takao's apartment.

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Kagami Taiga was exhausted and was debating if he really wanted to climb up the stairs to his apartment. It was a long day at the station and he just wanted to fall over. Just as he was about to start climbing up the stairs, he heard someone walking up behind him. Kagami turned around and stepped aside to let the other person go first. The redhead tilted his head curiously and realized it was Takao.

"Oh Taiga," Takao said with a small smile that looked forced. The redhead knew Takao fairly well and could tell something was off about him. Takao was normally jovial for the most part, but right now he seemed very distraught. "Long day?" Takao asked as he fished for his keys in his pocket.

"Yeah, but what's wrong with you? You're not your usual annoying self," Kagami said, but he was merely teasing. For the past year and a half, Takao and Kagami had been neighbors. "Something happen?" the redhead inquired as he leaned back against the stair railing.

"What would you do if Tetsuya left you and then came back one day?" Takao asked as he walked to the stairs and took a seat on one of the steps. Kagami raised a brow in confusion. It was an odd question to ask, but he also knew that this had happened to Takao five years ago with Midorima.

Kuroko Tetsuya and Kagami Taiga had been dating for about three years now. In fact, a few months ago Kuroko moved into Kagami's apartment. They were happy and when Takao saw them together it reminded him of his time with Midorima. He wished that he had never lost that time with him. Sometimes he wished he had tried harder to get Midorima's attention. Sure he didn't know where he was for a while, but Hiro had offered to stop in New York. Takao wondered what would have changed if he had gone to New York with Hiro.

"Wait," Kagami pushed off of the railing and faced Takao completely. "Is Midorima back?"

"Ding, ding, ding," Takao chimed as he held up a single finger. Kagami let out a whistle and sat down on the step beside Takao. He didn't say anything, but Takao didn't really seem to mind the silence aside from the crickets chirping.

Kagami wasn't even sure what to say to Takao. He remembered how hard he took it. They used to play basketball together the first Saturday of every month. All the Generation of Miracles came to Tokyo and even a few of the members from their teams in high school. They'd spend hours playing basketball and joking around, but those days had long since faded away. For the most part all of them still talked to one another from time to time, but they stopped seeing each other.

To his understanding though, everyone still lived in Tokyo or in the greater Tokyo area. Akashi was the vice president of his father's company, which was located in central Tokyo. Murasakibara and Tatsuya opened a bakery/cafe just down the road. Kise and Kasamatsu had the club to take care of. Kuroko was a Kindergarten teacher at a school on the east side of the city. Aomine was a detective that worked homicide in Tokyo. Momoi was no a personal trainer along with Riko at the Aida Gym.

"We should get everyone together again," Kagami mused as he thought about everyone being in the same place once again now that Midorima had returned. Takao looked at him seeming slightly bewildered by the redhead's suggestion. Kagami picked up on this and shrugged his shoulders. "I know what he did sucks and was complete bullshit, but it would be your chance to get the answers you want."

Takao thought about it for a moment. Kagami had a point, but it wasn't like Takao wanted everyone to know. At least not just when he was finding out what caused him to leave. It would also be nice to see everyone again; it had been a long time since they last got together. Of course, Takao frequented Murasakibara's shop and saw Kise and Kasamatsu nearly every day. Kuroko and Kagami lived in the apartment across from him, so it wasn't like they were all strangers.

"Why do you think he left?" Takao asked, not really expecting an answer the question just came flying out of his mouth.

Kagami looked at Takao and sighed heavily. "Who knows," the redhead mumbled with a shrug. "Maybe you should ask him, he's back, probably going to be at the wedding right?"

"Yeah, he'll be there," Takao said with a nod. He ran his fingers through his hair and stared at the toes of his shoes for a few moments. "What if I don't like why he left."

"Kazu, I highly doubt you're going to like his answer regardless of what it is," Kagami pointed out with a small chuckle. "I mean, if it were me nothing he said would justify him just leaving. He was your person."

"My person?" Takao repeated with a chuckle.

"Yeah, you know the one you call if you wanna rob a bank or if you need help disposing of a body," Kagami explained with a shrug.

"So that's what you and Kuroko do in the dead of night," Takao teased and Kagami stifled a laugh, waving the issue off. "I get what you're saying, but I really want to believe he had a good reason."

"Well the only way to find out is by asking him," Kagami replied as he stood up from where he was sitting. He dusted off his sweat pants and looked down at Takao. When he looked back out his scarlet eyes widened. "And now might be the prime opportunity."

Takao blinked a few times and looked up at Kagami in confusion. "Why now?"

Kagami didn't answer, he simply pointed out towards the street where Midorima was walking in from. Takao quickly stood up and furrowed his brows. The redhead glanced at Takao and smiled weakly.

"So you finally decided to come back, huh?" Kagami asked, trying to ease the tension that was quickly building. Midorima looked at Kagami for a few moments and shrugged his shoulder half-heartedly before glancing at Takao. "You a doctor now?"

"Pediatric surgeon," Midorima clarified, pushing his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Kagami nodded and clicked his tongue before making his way up the steps. He stopped about half way and looked back at the two.

"Let's play basketball before you leave again," Kagami said to Midorima.

"I guess that would be alright," Midorima replied with a single nod. The redhead smiled and nodded before running up the steps, giving the two a little privacy. Once Midorima was sure Kagami was gone and out of earshot, he turned his attention back to Takao. "You left before I got to say anything."

"I guess I didn't know if I wanted to hear you out," Takao told him as he shoved his hands into he pocket of his coat. Midorima swallowed hard and moved closer to Takao. "The only thing I want to know right now is why you left. I don't care if you're sorry, because I already forgave you for leaving and breaking my heart. So just tell me why you left."

"Can we go in your apartment?" Midorima asked softly. "I'd rather not talk about this out here in the public."

"No one's around, Shin-chan," Takao pointed out, seeing as they were the only two people around. It was about eight o'clock in the evening, so most people were in there homes relaxing before the final day of the week rolled in. "So out with it," Takao badgered.

"Kazu—"

"Why, Shin-chan?" Takao asked harshly, not willing to bend even a little bit.

"Okay," Midorima sighed and pushed his glasses up. When he locked eyes with Takao, Midorima licked his lips and said, "I left because I did something unforgivable."

"Do explain," Takao pressed with a wave of his hand.

"Remember the fight we had about two weeks before graduation?" Midorima asked, and Takao nodded slowly as he remembered their arguing and yelling vividly. They had never had such a heated fight before. It wasn't exactly a pleasant memory for Takao, or Midorima. "After I stormed out, I went to a bar."

"Oh no, no, no!" Takao shook his head, quickly seeing where this was going.

"I had too much to drink and there was a guy and…" Midorima looked up at Takao, who looked angered and hurt. "We slept together. I cheated on you. That's why I left; I couldn't deal with the guilt. And I'm so sorry. It was the stupidest thing I have ever done, and I just—"

"Why didn't you tell me before?" Takao asked in a cold voice.

Midorima was silent and shook his head. Takao crossed his arms over his chest and stared him down. Back then, Takao and Midorima told each other everything and promised they'd always do that.

"Tell me why," Takao commanded.

"Because I found the ring," Midorima announced, causing Takao's eyes to widen in surprise. "Look, Kazu," he said softly and took a step closer to Takao, "I wish so much that I could fix all of this, undo it all. I can't do that though and it has haunted me everyday since I left. Of all the things I could have done this was the stupidest and worst decision, and I'll admit I was afraid to tell you. No, I didn't know how to tell you and I listened and read every message you ever sent and felt like shit. I'm so sorry, I really am so deeply sorry."

Takao was speechless, he didn't know what to say or do. All that came to mind was to stand there and look at Midorima. He wanted to know what Midorima did and know that he did, he wondered if not knowing would have been better. And even though, Takao knew the truth for some reason he still had feelings for him. They had been through so much together and Takao knew Midorima backwards and forwards. When he watched Midorima take off his glasses and wipe away some tears, Takao sat down on the stairs. He buried his face in his hands and didn't know what to do.

"Please say something," Midorima begged Takao, who looked up at him and sighed heavily.

"We promised we would always tell each other everything, the truth, no matter what and you ran away!" Takao snapped as he glared at Midorima. "But then again that's what you're good at right, running away. But I never thought you'd run away from me."

"I did it because I thought you'd leave me anyways," Midorima explained softly.

"No! Don't you dare," Takao hissed as he stood up. "I love you, Shintaro! I would have never run away from you, ever! Because I love you."

"You…love me?" Midorima asked in surprise.

"Yes! Of course I love you!" Takao snapped as he walked over to Midorima and stared up at him. "I told you I don't want to love you though, I want to be happy. But for some reason, I'm only happy with you and for five long years I tried. God! I tried so hard and no one loved me or made me laugh or made me happy like you."

Midorima was speechless. He didn't know how to respond to Takao's confession.

"I just love you and I've been trying so hard not to say it or feel it. I just wanted to mash it down deep, but it is so hard," Takao explained, his voice cracking a bit. "You know, I've met a lot of great people. Ones who really liked me, you know? They really liked me, but it couldn't work out and you know why?" he asked.

Midorima shook his head slightly, almost as if he was unsure if he was supposed to answer.

"Because I love you, like I am so ridiculously in love with you," Takao explained to him with tears in his eyes. "It's like you're in me and infecting me. I am infected by Midorima Shintaro," Takao paused for a moment and laughed lightly as he wiped away his tears, "And no one and nothing is better than you. I can't sleep. I can't breathe. I can't eat. And it's because I love you so much and when you left, you were all I thought about every minute of everyday, I love you."

Midorima was floored, completely and absolutely floored by this eruption of emotion coming from Takao. Never in his wildest dreams did he imagine that Takao would confess in such a way to him.

"Now I just have one question for you," Takao said as he finally regained his composure. Midorima felt worried all of the sudden as he watched Takao walk to him. "Who was it?"

"What?" Midorima croaked out and shook his head slowly. "I don't—"

"Yes, you do," Takao interrupted firmly. "I am asking you, who did you sleep with."

Midorima stared at Takao, who did not look as though he would waiver. Takao knew him so well that it almost scared him. In some ways, it was like Takao knew him better than he knew himself.

"You would not have left unless it was someone we both knew," Takao asserted with tears welling in his eyes. "So tell me who."

Midorima ran his fingers through his hair and inwardly cursed. He was hoping Takao would just let this go, but in his heart he knew he had to tell him who it was. When their eyes locked, Midorima licked his lips and sighed softly.

"Shintaro," Takao prompted.

"It was…" Midorima trailed, trying to find his voice. Takao stared at him expectantly as Midorima looked back at him and said, "Akashi Seijuro."

Takao closed his eyes and the tears rolled down his cheeks.