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You opened your eyes to see the blue sky above your head. It was clear, a few clouds moving slowly, as if they had no hurry. You didn’t remember your name, nor what you were doing there, lying in the ground. You payed attention to the sounds and images around you, and you felt your breath hitch at what you discovered.
Gunshots, moans, the sound of something heavy hitting the ground, screams, more gunshots.
A few droplets of blood splashing on your clothes.
You weren’t sure what that was, but it was dangerous. People was dying. Carefully, you looked from the corner of your eye, making sure not to move a muscle. Only to realize that, surrounding you, was a rather big amount of corpses. Were you shot, too? Was that the reason why you didn’t remember anything?
A few minutes passed, and the fire finally ceased. You heard people talking in a language unknown to you. Then steps. And, in the end, the sound of an engine and wheels, going away.When you thought it was safe enough to move, you sat, and took a minute to look at the scenario displaying in front of you.
Twenty, maybe thirty dead bodies around you. You looked some of their faces, and cringed at the sight. They were so young… close to your age, you thought. Just then, upon seeing their lifeless expressions, a memory came back. It wasn’t a name, it wasn’t a face, it was a sensation. It was like a black hole originating in your chest. You were worrying about something, but what was that?
Him.
Go find him.
Your feet acted on their own. You had no idea who he was, but your own body was forcing you to look for him. You walked through the cadavers, trying not to look too much at them. Their empty visages were making you nauseous.
Your [e/c] orbs flew open rapidly when you felt a hand gripping on your leg. You looked down, terrorized, but your gaze softened when you saw the boy who was grabbing your limb. The brunette had short hair and candid eyes. They were full of concern, but also relief. He seemed familiar, but you couldn’t bring yourself to remember him.
“[N-Name]... you’re alright…” He mumbled, a scarlet trail coming out from his mouth, running down his jaw. “He must be looking for you… he’ll be happy to see y―”
His voice died, his head fell as well as his hand. You knew perfectly well that there was nothing to be done for him. But the thoughts of this young man got replaced with more alarming ones.
He was somewhere, probably in danger. Risking up his life in order to find you.
Run.
You ran. Nothing mattered, not the familiar faces around you, nor the sound of gunshots echoing again in wind. He was important, he had to be alright. You were on the verge of tears, but you weren’t sure why. You couldn’t scream for him, you didn’t know how he was like ―you couldn’t recognize him.
“Please…”
Reaching a side-street, you looked around frantically searching something, footprints, bloodstains, anything.
“[Name]?” A gentle voice called your name from a building. Moving your [h/c] tresses from your eyes, the only thing you could distinguish was a silver shining, before the figure disappeared.
“[Name].” He repeated, now in front of you. And just then you had a minute to examine him.
Silver hair shining under the sunshine. Hazel eyes that observed your with adoration and love, eyes that made you feel warm inside for some unknown reason. A cute mole under his left eye. Soft-looking lips, pink, but a bit chapped. He was beautiful.
“I’m so happy you’re fine, [Name]!” He hugged you tightly, and even though you didn’t even remembered his name, you responded it. It was helping you calm down.
“Don’t worry, we’re going back soon.” His gloved hand caressed the skin of your cheek, and you felt a wave of relief washing over your body. You sighed, savouring the peaceful moment.
When a noise made your senses alerted.
Your eyes revised every inch of the street, the buildings’ doors and windows.
“Hey, love.” His sweet voice distracted you. And that nickname made click something inside.
You remembered.
“Don't worry, everything’s gonna be alrig―”
“Sug―!”
That unmistakable metallic taste invaded your taste buds, the warm feeling of the liquid wetting your clothes made you blink once. The pain making you want to throw up. You touched your body, but there were no injuries there. Just when you looked up you saw the life of those hazel orbs extinguishing, a small smile softening his features, and the crimson stain on his clothes. You didn’t hear where it came from, you couldn’t save him, in the end. You felt empty, like made of pure void, like you weren’t actually someone. Like you didn’t exist. You fell down on your knees, and started crying. Those bitter tears soaked your face, as you screamed his name only to be heard by nobody.
“Suga!”
“[Name].”
Eh?
“[Name]!”
Ah.
“Wake up, love!”
You opened your eyes and saw the same beautiful male right beside you.
“Are you ok, dear? You were having another nightmare.” He said, his voice full of concern, as he caressed your cheek with his thumb. “You were even crying, it must have been really sad.”
You sighed and smiled sourly. That was what is was, just a dream, a really, really bad dream. You took his hand and lead it to your lips, kissing it softly. Sugawara let out a husky laugh and proceeded to plant a chaste kiss on your sweaty forehead.
“Don’t overthink things, ok?” He asked.
“Yeah, yeah, I won’t.” You lied. Was it a lie, really? What you wanted to do the most was to forget.
“Ready for today’s mission? We have to do our best!” The silver haired boy leaned in to kiss your neck, making you laugh at the contact,
“I’m always ready.”
“Hey, [Name].” He called seriously as he looked up to you, dead in the eye.
You didn’t respond, but your expression was enough to demonstrate him had he had your full attention.
“Don’t worry about today, ok?” Another kiss, but this one lasted longer, and it was more passionate, his warm lips not wanting to leave yours.
“Everything’s gonna be alright.”
You nodded, but remained silent.
When he talked like that, you could only believe him.

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You opened your eyes to see the blue sky above your head. It was clear, a few clouds moving slowly, as if they had no hurry. You didn’t remember your name, nor what you were doing there, lying in the ground. You payed attention to the sounds and images around you, and you felt your breath hitch at what you discovered.
Gunshots, moans, the sound of something heavy hitting the ground, screams, more gunshots.
A few droplets of blood splashing on your clothes.
You weren’t sure what that was, but it was dangerous. People was dying. Carefully, you looked from the corner of your eye, making sure not to move a muscle. Only to realize that, surrounding you, was a rather big amount of corpses. Were you shot, too? Was that the reason why you didn’t remember anything?
A few minutes passed, and the fire finally ceased. You heard people talking in a language unknown to you. Then steps. And, in the end, the sound of an engine and wheels, going away.When you thought it was safe enough to move, you sat, and took a minute to look at the scenario displaying in front of you.
Twenty, maybe thirty dead bodies around you. You looked some of their faces, and cringed at the sight. They were so young… close to your age, you thought. Just then, upon seeing their lifeless expressions, a memory came back. It wasn’t a name, it wasn’t a face, it was a sensation. It was like a black hole originating in your chest. You were worrying about something, but what was that?
Him.
Go find him.
Your feet acted on their own. You had no idea who he was, but your own body was forcing you to look for him. You walked through the cadavers, trying not to look too much at them. Their empty visages were making you nauseous.
Your [e/c] orbs flew open rapidly when you felt a hand gripping on your leg. You looked down, terrorized, but your gaze softened when you saw the boy who was grabbing your limb. The brunette had short hair and candid eyes. They were full of concern, but also relief. He seemed familiar, but you couldn’t bring yourself to remember him.
“[N-Name]... you’re alright…” He mumbled, a scarlet trail coming out from his mouth, running down his jaw. “He must be looking for you… he’ll be happy to see y―”
His voice died, his head fell as well as his hand. You knew perfectly well that there was nothing to be done for him. But the thoughts of this young man got replaced with more alarming ones.
He was somewhere, probably in danger. Risking up his life in order to find you.
Run.
You ran. Nothing mattered, not the familiar faces around you, nor the sound of gunshots echoing again in wind. He was important, he had to be alright. You were on the verge of tears, but you weren’t sure why. You couldn’t scream for him, you didn’t know how he was like ―you couldn’t recognize him.
“Please…”
Reaching a side-street, you looked around frantically searching something, footprints, bloodstains, anything.
“[Name]?” A gentle voice called your name from a building. Moving your [h/c] tresses from your eyes, the only thing you could distinguish was a silver shining, before the figure disappeared.
“[Name].” He repeated, now in front of you. And just then you had a minute to examine him.
Silver hair shining under the sunshine. Hazel eyes that observed your with adoration and love, eyes that made you feel warm inside for some unknown reason. A cute mole under his left eye. Soft-looking lips, pink, but a bit chapped. He was beautiful.
“I’m so happy you’re fine, [Name]!” He hugged you tightly, and even though you didn’t even remembered his name, you responded it. It was helping you calm down.
“Don’t worry, we’re going back soon.” His gloved hand caressed the skin of your cheek, and you felt a wave of relief washing over your body. You sighed, savouring the peaceful moment.
When a noise made your senses alerted.
Your eyes revised every inch of the street, the buildings’ doors and windows.
“Hey, love.” His sweet voice distracted you. And that nickname made click something inside.
You remembered.
“Don't worry, everything’s gonna be alrig―”
“Sug―!”
That unmistakable metallic taste invaded your taste buds, the warm feeling of the liquid wetting your clothes made you blink once. The pain making you want to throw up. You touched your body, but there were no injuries there. Just when you looked up you saw the life of those hazel orbs extinguishing, a small smile softening his features, and the crimson stain on his clothes. You didn’t hear where it came from, you couldn’t save him, in the end. You felt empty, like made of pure void, like you weren’t actually someone. Like you didn’t exist. You fell down on your knees, and started crying. Those bitter tears soaked your face, as you screamed his name only to be heard by nobody.
“Suga!”
“[Name].”
Eh?
“[Name]!”
Ah.
“Wake up, love!”
You opened your eyes and saw the same beautiful male right beside you.
“Are you ok, dear? You were having another nightmare.” He said, his voice full of concern, as he caressed your cheek with his thumb. “You were even crying, it must have been really sad.”
You sighed and smiled sourly. That was what is was, just a dream, a really, really bad dream. You took his hand and lead it to your lips, kissing it softly. Sugawara let out a husky laugh and proceeded to plant a chaste kiss on your sweaty forehead.
“Don’t overthink things, ok?” He asked.
“Yeah, yeah, I won’t.” You lied. Was it a lie, really? What you wanted to do the most was to forget.
“Ready for today’s mission? We have to do our best!” The silver haired boy leaned in to kiss your neck, making you laugh at the contact,
“I’m always ready.”
“Hey, [Name].” He called seriously as he looked up to you, dead in the eye.
You didn’t respond, but your expression was enough to demonstrate him had he had your full attention.
“Don’t worry about today, ok?” Another kiss, but this one lasted longer, and it was more passionate, his warm lips not wanting to leave yours.
“Everything’s gonna be alright.”
You nodded, but remained silent.
When he talked like that, you could only believe him.