Dedicated to killuakate
Arghhh, thank you so much for recommending my story to your friend, you don't know how happy I am, it's an honor! <3
•
•
This is somekind of a resolution to the last 2 chapters... I hope you find a bit of peace... Although it's not really a happy chapter...
But as usual, enjoy~!
---------------------------------------------------------
Two agents finally untie Sakusa from all of his binds.
At this point, Sakusa is losing so much blood that his entire body looks pale.
They lie him on the ground while waiting for the medical team.
Even though he's at the edge of consciousness, the cries of Atsumu fills his head.
Atsumu: I didn't do ittt!!! I didn't do itttt!!! I didn't do ittt!!!
Sakusa: *stretches his healthy hand to the voice* Tsumu . . . Tsumu . . .
The medical team put him on top of a stretcher and lifts him up.
Sakusa: What. . . What h-happened . . to At... sumu . . .
Medic 1: He's okay, Sir... Don't worry...
Sakusa: No... No, he's . . . n-not . . He's... not. . . okay . . .
Atsumu: *still crying* I didn't do ittt... I didn't do ittt...!!!
•
•
Medic 2: The agents are with him... He's safe, don't worry...
Sakusa: No . . H-help him . . *pulls the medic's shirt*
Medic 2: *startled*
Sakusa: Help him . . f-first . . .
Medic 2: Y-yeah, they're coming... *gets Sakusa's hand off her and puts it back to Sakusa's side* Try to stay still, Sir... You've lost too much blood...
Sakusa: You . . . Y-you must... help h-him. . . first.....
Medic 1: Yes, yes... He's getting a lot of help right now, don't worry...
•••••
Outside the police station
CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK CLICK
Dozens of paparazzi and curious pedestrians are surrounding the place.
Between the commotion, a guy in his late-40s is struggling to pass the crowd.
The guy: That's... That's my son!!! Let me through!!! Let me through!!!
Officer: *blocks the guy* Sorry Sir... This area is restricted to officials...
The guy: No, Officer... I need to see my son!!! Please... Please, let me through... *pushes a bit stronger*
Officer: *still blocking the guy* I'm sorry, but civilians can't enter this area...
The guy: But I'm not just any civilian!! I'm his FATHER!!!
Officer: *purses his lips in concern* Even so, we can't risk you hampering our protocols...
The guy: *furious* ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS?!?!?! *pulls the officer's uniform with both of his hands*
Officer: Sir, if you do further than this, I'm gonna have to force you to leave this area...!
The guy: *unwavering* *rage glinting from his eyes* *frustration oozing out of him*
Officer: Sir, this is your final warning... Let go of your hands now!!
•
•
Suddenly, the guy sees his son pass through in front of him.
His terrible condition shakes his core.
The guy: . . . . *softens his grip on the police* Please... Please, just let me see him, Officer... If you have a son, you'll understand...
Sympathy can be seen through the officer's eyes.
Officer: If you really need to see your son, I suggest you go to XX Hospital, they're taking all the victims there anyway... If you leave now, you should be able to catch up the ambulance...
The guy: *eyes slowly widen* O-okay... Thank you... Thank you!!! *shouts while running away*
•••••
Inside the ambulance
Two male nurses and a male doctor are trying their hardest to keep Sakusa stable.
Doctor: *injects Sakusa to give him more blood*
Sakusa: Ughhh... *closes his eyes tightly*
Doctor: Hold him and bandage him tighter!!
Medic 2: *holds his left arm*
Sakusa: H-GGKKHHH!!! *grips the doctor's arm firmly*
Medic 1: *bandages him tighter*
Sakusa: AAHGKKKKK-!!! *bites his own lips at the end to stop himself from screaming further*
Tears and sweat fall down his face.
Sakusa didn't expect this much agony.
He thought that after a while, his left arm would go numb and he wouldn't be able to feel it anymore, but what happened is the exact opposite.
Now that he's outside and the adrenaline fades away, he can feel every bit of the pain more intensely.
Each time a minute passes, the gun wound becomes five times more excruciating.
Whenever the nurses do something, it's like an electric current from the wound climbs up to his brain in super speed just to fry every cell that controls his pain receptors.
At this point, it's not just his left hand anymore, his whole body hurts.
Anyone can see how much he's trying to stand the pain through the veins that bulge through his skin alone.
Doctor: Give me more morphine and hold his hand!!
Medic 1: *gives him the morphine*
Medic 2: *holds his left arm*
Sakusa: MM-PHHHKKKK!! *bites his lips tighter*
Doctor: *injects Sakusa with the morphine*
Sakusa: HGG-ARGHHHH!!!
Doctor: Just hang on, we're almost there... Just hang on a bit longer!! *holds Sakusa's right hand firmly*
Sakusa: *trying to stand the pain* Ughhh... ahh... haaahh... hhggh... arrghhh... nnghhh...!!
Even when he's not moving his left hand, the pain is already so unbearable for the highschool spiker.
Still... What goes through his mind is just Atsumu.
"Haaaaagggkkkkhhhhhh!!!!!!!"
His deafening scream echoes through his skull.
"I didn't do it!!! I didn't do it!!! I didn't do it!!! I didn't do it!!!!!"
Over and over, the words keep ringing in his ears.
"Haahhh.. haaagghh... I didn't do ittt!!! I didn't do ittt!!! I didn't do itttt!!!!!!"
He can't get it out of his head, even if he wants to.
Another sharp pain stings his chest and bursts the guilt bubble that he's been pumping all this time.
Sakusa: *another tear falls from his eyes*
<You're right...
•
•
It's my fault...
•
•
It's all my fault...
•
•
•
And now I've left you alone again in that horrible place...>
Another scene enters his mind.
It's Atsumu licking Claw's cock.
Sakusa: <Stop it...>
Then it changes to when Claw grabbed Atsumu's head and fucks his mouth like a fucktoy.
Sakusa: <Stop it!!>
It changes again to when Claw sucks Atsumu's neck.
Sakusa: <Get your filthy mouth off him!!>
Then it changes again to when Claw inserts his dick to Atsumu.
Sakusa: *flinches*
As if his own memory wants to torture its owner, it changes again to when Atsumu was fucked with his back touching the mafia's chest and his dick hanging in the front.
Sakusa: <Stop it... Just stop ittt>
The outside hitter wishes he could just pass out at this moment.
Turns out passing out is not as easy as it looks in the movies.
"Ahh-aghhhh... Nnghhh... Unghh.... Hngghhh... Mmnnnnhh!!!"
Atsumu's moans just makes it all worse.
"Give it all..."
•
•
Scene changes to when Atsumu was choked by Claw.
•
•
"All the pain..."
•
•
Atsumu' eyes rolled to the back of his head and turned white.
•
•
"<Tsumu...>"
•
•
•
"Give it all to me!!!"
Sakusa can't contain his anger and frustration any longer and just screams it all out.
Doctor: We're almost theree... We're almost there...!! You can do it!! Just hold on a bit more!! We're so closee already!!
Sakusa: *tremble* *tremble* *his throat still sore from all the screaming and choking* I-I was r-right the-rre... hgkhh... I was r-right in fr-ont of him... arghh-hgnnn... But I... I . . . *the words won't get out*
Scene of him throwing up enters his head.
Doctor: Sshhh, don't talk too much... You're gonna hurt your throat...
Sakusa: *shakes his head* I-I couldn't. . . I couldn't. . . *cough* *cough*
Doctor: Sshhh... Stop moving... You're gonna bleed again...
•
•
Sakusa: I- *cough* hggkkhh... <I couldn't do anything... again>
Medic 2: His temperature is very high... Should we sedate him?
Doctor: No... It's better to keep him conscious until we reach the hospital...
Medic 1: But... he looks to be in so much pain...
Sakusa: Nnghh... *cough* Hggkkkhh... Aghhkk- *cough* *cough*
•••••
Meanwhile, several minutes before that...
Atsumu calmed down a little bit after being hugged for a while.
The agent then carried him outside.
Many paparazzis are taking pictures, but the other agents are shielding him.
Because Atsumu won't let go of the agent, he decided to go into the ambulance with him...
•••••
Inside the hospital
Sakusa is now being pushed on top of a moving bed to the surgery room.
Almost all of his vision is black and everything else is a blur.
The world seems to be spinning.
He can't make out anything people say anymore.
Hell, he can't even tell if the person in front of him is a boy or a girl...
His throat is sore and his mouth is too dry to form an actual word.
Good thing that the morphine is kicking in, he can't really feel the pain in his arm anymore.
All that's left is the pain in his heart.
But he doesn't want this pain to go away.
He'll take anything that he can get from Atsumu, even if it's all just pain...
It's better than nothing.
Sakusa: <Tsumu . . . Tsumu . . . Tsumu . . . >
Over and over, he keeps on calling his name in his head.
No matter how much it hurts, it's also the only thing that makes him want to hold on...
Because deep down in his heart, something tells him if he lets go of the pain, he will also lose Atsumu.
And nothing scares him more than that in his entire life.
•••••
Atsumu finally also reaches the hospital.
He doesn't let go of the agent until a familiar voice calls him.
Voice: Atsumu...?? *a soft hand rubs his head*
Remembers how Claw also rubbed his head like that.
Atsumu: Aaaarghhh!!! No, stoppp, noo!!! Nooooo!!!! *struggles*
Voice: Atsumu??? Hey, buddy... It's okay... It's okay... Sshhh... sshhh... It's okay... You're safe here... No one's gonna hurt you... It's okay now... Hey.... Do you recognize me?? Don't you recognize my voice??? We just met this afternoon... Hey...
Atsumu: Hgghhh... Nngghh.... Hgghhhh... *takes a little peek at the source of the voice*
Atsumu: You're... You're the doctor... from the... institution...
The doctor smiles.
Dr. Haruki: Yes... Yes, that's right... I'm the doctor from the institution... You trust me, right??
Atsumu: *calms down a bit*
Dr. Haruki: Atsumu... Do you trust me??
Atsumu: . . . *nods slowly*
Dr. Haruki: Then, can you give me your hand? *extends her hand*
Atsumu: . . . *holds her hand*
Dr. Haruki: Good, good, that's good... Now, this is Nurse Aiya... You remember her, right...?
Atsumu: *looks beside her* *nods his head slowly again*
Dr. Haruki: She's gonna inject some medicine to you... Is that okay?
Atsumu: . . . *nods*
Nurse Aiya: *actually injects sedative*
Atsumu's eyes are getting hazier and hazier.
Dr. Haruki: Sshhh... Ssshhh... It's okay, buddy... Just sleep... Sleep well... You're gonna be okay...
And with that sentence, everything goes black.
•••••
Not long after that
In front of the surgery room, a guy in his late-40s folds his hands in prayer.
Some other people are there too, but none of them are showing a more worried look than him.
His right feet taps on the ground repeatedly, unconsciously revealing his grave anxiety.
Every minute or so, he checks the watch on his left hand.
Time seems to walk so slower than usual, unlike his heart rate that keeps on increasing.
He takes a deep breath and shifts his sitting position a bit to relax his body a little.
Some time passed
The guy checks his watch again.
More than 3 hours has passed since he got there.
His stomach is growling, but he ignores it.
He then touches his forehead to release some of his head tension.
Suddenly, another man that also seems to be in his late-40s approaches him.
The other man: Excuse me . . . Are you perhaps Kiyoomi-kun's father?
The first man: *lifts his head up* Yes... And you are?
The other man: I thought so... You have the same dark curly hair... I'm Norimune Kurosu *bows his head*
Sakusa's dad: *startled* *about to stand up as well but the other guy stops him*
Sakusa's dad: *sits down again but in a more upright position*
Coach: I'm a volleyball coach at Inarizaki Academy... or more precisely, your son's boyfriend's coach...
Sakusa's dad: Oh... N-nice to meet you...
Coach: *straightens himself back up* Nice to meet you too, Sakusa-san...
The coach sits two chairs beside him.
Sakusa's dad lowers his head and folds his hands again.
Coach: I uhh... I brought some food... *puts the food on the chair between them*
Sakusa's dad: . . .
Coach: I just thought that you might need it since you're here all alone and doesn't really have time to go out...
Sakusa's dad: No thanks... I'm not hungry... *answers coldly*
Coach: Still... You can't let yourself get sick if you want to meet your son...
Sakusa's dad: . . . *folds his hands tighter*
Coach: Your son wouldn't want his dad to be sick either...
Sakusa's dad: . . .
Suddenly his gloomy aura becomes even gloomier.
Sakusa's dad: My son wouldn't care about my health...
Coach: ???
Sakusa's dad: *sadness now radiates from his eyes* Hell, he wouldn't even want to see me...
Coach: . . . *lowers his own head*
Coach: I'm.. sorry to hear that...
Sakusa's dad: Don't be... It's my own fault... *looks away* I . . . deserve it...
Coach: *opens his mouth but closes it again* . . . .
•
•
Sakusa's dad: . . . Aren't you supposed to visit your own student?
Coach: I uhh, I did... But they're all resting... I don't want to bother them...
Coach: <I had wanted to go back but then I saw you here looking all terrible, so I went out and bought some food...>
Sakusa's dad: I see...
Around an hour later, a doctor comes out of the surgery room.
Sakusa's dad: *snaps his head towards him*
Doctor: Sakusa-san's family...?
Sakusa's dad: *jolts up* That's me!!
Sakusa's dad: *immediately approaches the doctor* Doctor, how's my son?!?!?
Doctor: He's stable... for now... He's lost a lot of blood, you should be grateful that he was brought here quickly... Any more hour and he might not make it...
Sakusa's dad: Thank God... *a bit relieved*
Doctor: But there's also a bad news...
Sakusa's dad: *lifts his head up*
Doctor: The reason why the surgery took so long is because the gunshot shattered your son's bone... Recovery will take a long time... I'd say 1 year for the minimum and during that period he absolutely cannot engage in any kinds of sport or heavy tasks that put a strain on his hand. Even after that, he still needs to join some therapy and there's no guarantee that his left arm would work the way it used to be...
Sakusa's dad: . . . *lowers his head in despair*
Doctor: However... There's still hope... I heard your son is a famous volleyball player... If he obeyed the procedure and follow all the therapies, he might be able to compete again...
Sakusa's dad: . . . *still in despair*
Doctor: You just need to pray and be there for him, he's gonna need all the support he can get...
Sakusa's dad: . . .
Doctor: Umm, I think that's all I need to say... I'll explain further details and visit your son again around 1 pm tomorrow... Now, if you'll excuse me, I still have another surgery to do...
Sakusa's dad: . . . *nods* T-thank you...
Doctor: *gives a quick nod and goes back to the surgery room*
Sakusa's dad: . . . . *lowers his head* *picks his bag and starts walking away*
Coach: You should take the food with you...
Sakusa's dad: I said I'm not hungry...
Coach: ...Please?
Sakusa's dad: ???
Coach: You see, I'm. . . also trying to make amends...
Sakusa's dad: ...?
Coach: *quickly lifts his hands up* Not that I did anything to your son...
Coach: *puts his hands down* It's just. . . I... somehow also feel responsible for what happened...
•
•
•
Sakusa's dad: . . . *takes the food and walks away*
Coach: *widens his eyes and watches Sakusa's dad as he leaves*
Coach: *smiles*
---------------------------------------------------------
Hey guys, don't start shipping Sakusa's dad and the coach now...
This is purely a platonic relationship, got it???
Not everything has to be sexual...
They got their own families....
•
Umm, also... I originally wanted to release this chapter next week, but...
It's my birthday today (2 May) 😌 So, consider this as my treat to all of you!