Utaite Oneshots

UraSaka/SakaUra - Deal Of Trust (Part 10)

Feels like it's been way too long since I've updated this series. I'll continue it alongside homeward since the story is already halfway done anyway :thinking: Anyway, updates are going to be really random because of school, once the chaos blows over and I finally get a hold of my life, I want to do at least two uploads a week that does not include collabs since those are... really random to the point of what is prediction. I see people still reading and I'm actually really happy. Thinking of doing a QnA by the end of this year again lmao- Should I even?

My braincells are getting blown out of proportion no thanks to a certain old lady ಠ_ಠ then again I blew hers out of proportion too... though I feel like what I just wrote is way worse- God bless us. If you're from our early collab days... you will know about me making her whisper 'Jesus fucking christ' due to some of the collabs. Now take that and multiply that by 10 o7  I feel kinda high ngl

Anyway, enough rambling, enjoy reading! 

"Kashi!"

"Kashi-san?" The said brunette blinked as he finally snapped out of his memories, turning to the younger who was looking at him worriedly. "Is everything okay? I called out your name so much and you didn't respond."

"Everything's fine," Kashitaro assured him before turning his gaze to Mafumafu's room, Amatsuki having to carry the crying younger there. "How is he?"

"He's... resting." Amatsuki sighed softly before leaning against the wall next to Kashitaro. "He seems terrified... and I've never seen him act that way. Whatever happened between him and Soraru-san... it must be something serious."

Staying silent, Kashitaro beckoned the younger to follow him to the training hall, deciding that it probably wasn't good to just talk in the open halls like this. "It is."

"Huh?" Amatsuki looked up to the older. "Kashitaro-san knows what's it about?"

"Naturally." The older brunette nodded, closing the door behind them as they entered Amatsuki's specialised training hall. "I've known Soraru-san for about a decade... back when he made his debut in the Underground world. I am his senior of sorts."

"Ah?" Amatsuki blinked before his eyes widened. "Really? Ah, that's right, The Marks Eye was active for quite a few years..."

"Mhm." Kashitaro hummed as he climbed up one of the ramps, sitting down there. "There are only two things that would make Soraru-san lose his cool." Holding up one finger, Kashitaro stared Amatsuki down. "One, the safety of the people he loves is threatened." Another finger. "Two... when the past is brought in. In this case, it's probably the latter."

"The past...?" Amatsuki blinked before he jumped up to the ramp, joining Kashitaro. "You guys must have lived a very rough life..."

"Rough is an understatement." Kashitaro smiled wryly, adjusting his mask carefully. "Imagine going to hell and back... most people lose their sanity one trip. The top tiers... We've all been through hell at least a dozen times... it's not even whether we lose our sanity, but whether we will stay there just to escape our pains. That's how top tiers fall out of the ranking."

And Kashitaro had been in that situation... until a hand reached out to him and pulled him out.

"Anyway, that's enou-"

"Will Kashi-san fall out too...?"

Freezing at the question, Kashitaro sighed softly. "It will happen naturally, no one can say it won't happen. We're all just human after all. I would have been done in early if Urata-san did not help me."