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If Daichi got a dollar every time he heard someone say "it isn't your fault," he would be rich.

"Y-You know.. U-Um..." Asahi hesitantly begins to say.

Don't say it, Daichi thinks to himself, I know you're trying to comfort me, but...

"It i-isn't your..." Asahi is soon interrupted by an angry Daichi.

"It IS my fault, Asahi! I am the reason he was walking so late at night, I am the reason that Suga was there... I am the reason that Suga was hit by that drunk driver!" Daichi, hollers, resulting in Asahi's eyes beginning to water.

"S-Suga wouldn't w-want you t-to," Asahi stammers, and his words soon become inaudible as he begins to cry.

The gym, which had once been filled with the thuds of volleyballs being hit, and the excited screams of Hinata, has gone silent. The rest of the team (except for Tsukki), all of which had ATTEMPTING to pretend to be okay, are soon cry along with Asahi. Tsukki, despite not crying, and only wearing a small frown, is obviously upset as well.

Daichi knows. Daichi knows that Asahi was going to say that Suga wouldn't want him to blame himself... In fact, he knows that if Suga were alive to say so, he would tell Daichi that he shouldn't blame himself. Suga wouldn't want Daichi to blame himself... Suga would want Daichi to be happy...

"It IS my fault! If I hadn't asked him if I could borrow his notes... If only I had walked to his house, instead of him walking to my house... I do not only think that it is my fault, I know that it is my fault." With that said, or more accurately screamed, Daichi cries with his team mates. "I'm sorry, Suga..."

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"Suga, I can't seem to find my notes... Can I borrow yours?" Daichi asks, and hears a muffled chuckle from Suga.

"So, you waited until 11 at night to study for our test TOMORROW? Geez Daichi, I thought you knew better than to procrastinate!" Suga's voice sounds airy as he attempts to scold him.

"You answered the phone pretty quickly... Did you procrastinate too?" Daichi asks, earning himself a small sigh from Suga.

"Yes but I have a good reason! Hinata wanted to practice spiking at a normal speed... And of course every time I was about to say 'let's call it a night' he would say, 'just one more' and he just looked so determined and... Hey! At this rate you'll never get any studying done!" Luckily Suga isn't present to see the blush that has formed across Daichi's cheeks. Daichi loves to hear Suga's voice, even if he just ends up scolding him... "Anyways, I'll walk over and give them to you."

"No I can come get them, you seem pretty tired," Daichi responds, upon hearing Suga's yawn (even though he tried to muffle it). "In fact we could study together..."

"The last time you came and studied with me at my house you feel asleep and drooled all over the table! It was pretty funny and I didn't mind, but you only studied for five minutes! I'm bringing them over and that's final," before Daichi can respond, Suga hangs up.

It takes twenty minutes to walk from Suga's house to Daichi's house.

Suga doesn't arrive at 11:20.

He doesn't arrive at 11:30.

At 11:35 Daichi is walking towards Suga's house.

At 11:50, halfway to Suga's house, Daichi is surprised to see an ambulance, and some police cars.

Please...

Please...

Please let Suga be alright...

Suddenly, Daichi feels something sticking to his shoe. Looking down, he is surprised to find a paper stuck to his shoe.

The paper has writing on it.

The writing is Suga's beautiful cursive handwriting.

Lifting his foot to take the paper off, he discovers what had been making it stick.

Blood.

There is blood on the paper.

"Oi, you can't be over here, this is a crime scene," a police officer shouts, startling Daichi. "Oi, are you-"

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"Are you listening to me?" Coach Ukai asks Daichi, who only manages to shake his head in a 'no.' "This was in the pocket of Suga's uniform pants. His mother found it and wanted me to give it to you." Giving Daichi a not so soft pat on the shoulder, Coach Ukai walks away so Daichi can open the envelope in private.

Daichi,

I should tell you this in person... But I can't because I'm a coward. Anyways, I just want you to know that I really like you... You know, like-like. I know I can always count on you... Whether you are merely listening to me, or trying to cheer me up, I know that you accept me for who I am. I know it's silly... You've never judged me in the past, but I'm afraid. I'm afraid that you MIGHT think that it is gross that I, a guy, like you, another guy. I'm sorry if this confession makes you uncomfortable. In fact, if it make you uncomfortable just pretend that you never read this! Ugh, this is so embarrassing... To be honest I might just throw this away...Anyways, if by some miracle you like-like me back, do you want to go on a date sometime?

Your friend,

Sugawara Koushi

"DAMN IT, SUGA!" Daichi screams, startling all of his team mates. "Why didn't you give this to me earlier? DAMN IT, DAMN IT, DAMN IT!" Having his emotions overcome him, Daichi falls to his knees. "DAMN IT, I like-like you too..."

Extended:

Solemnly making his way through the cemetery, after ten minutes, Daichi reaches Suga's grave. Crouching down and resting one of his hands upon the soft grass, Daichi whispers, "So, I read your letter... I wish that I had read it sooner... I wish that I..." Daichi stops in order to wipe away some tears that are already falling down his cheeks, "I like-like you too, Sugawara Koushi."

For a minute, when a warm breeze kisses his bare arms, Daichi swears he can hear Suga say, "Thanks for loving me."

/I made myself sad... Oops. Oh and don't worry the next one isn't sad :) /