Principal Genta helped the redhead walked towards the house. Urata looked for the redhead's keys in his bag and opened the door. The short brunette took over for older male and positioned himself so he can support the redhead as they entered the house.

"I'm sorry to leave this up to you Urata." Genta said as the short brunette quietly sighed.

"It's fine."

"Well goodbye, I know you'll be fine." The principal left, closing the door behind him, leaving only the redhead and short brunette alone in the house.

"That's up for debate." Urata muttered to himself as he looked at the redhead.

"Where's your room?"

Sakata was going in and out of consciousness but he managed to hear the male's question.

"U...p....there...." Sakata weakly said before he felt his head drop onto the short brunette's neck.

Urata ignored the action and small blush on his face as he looked at where the redhead mentioned his room was in.

"No way am I carrying you up those stairs." Urata exclaimed, earning a small whine from the redhead.

The short brunette tried to ignore it, but after a few more whines escaped the redhead's mouth, he sighed and made his way to the male's room. Almost dropping the redhead as he walked up the stairs at one point, he blamed his height.

"Shit." Urata muttered as he caught him quickly. He adjusted himself so that he could hold the redhead easily.

They arrived at the younger male's room, Urata laid him down on his bed before sitting on the edge of it. He looked around, not really knowing what to do. The sound of raindrops hitting the window echoed through the quiet house.

Great, it's raining now. The short brunette normally wouldn't mind the rain, it was calming to him, but in this instance it just lowered his mood.

"I guess I'll just—"

A loud thunder was heard as the power went off. This is even better. The short brunette sarcastically thought as he groaned.

"But maybe if the rain is too bad then those two can come home early," Urata said to himself, before sighing, "oh who am I kidding, that's not going to be the case."

The green eyed brunette just sat on the bed, leaning against the bed headboard as the redhead seemed to at least be sleeping peacefully, for now. Urata spotted a piece of paper peeking out of a drawer. He got curious and went to grab it.

It was a drawing, albeit a younger Sakata threw it so it wasn't the greatest, of the redhead with someone else. He saw that the person was scribbled and crossed out, noticing that a part of the face was barely visible he saw the green eyes. So it's a drawing of us when we were younger.

The short brunette didn't really blame the male for crossing him out, he was probably too upset about the incident and wanted to stop reminding himself of him.

He put the drawing back to where it was and went by the redhead's side again. He pressed the back of his hand against the male's forehead, quickly retracting as he got burned a bit. He didn't burn me before when I touched him, so why is he now?

Sakata stirred a bit as he burrowed his brows in his sleep, almost like he was in pain. A few groans left his mouth as he felt himself burn up even more. Urata just patted his hair in hope to calm him down for a bit, just enough so he can go downstairs to get a wet cloth for the male.

Urata left to get it once he saw the redhead quieted down. While walking he noticed a small vase in the living room that was filled with flowers. The small flames were jumping and dancing with one another as the colors meshed well with another. I remember seeing these before.... A small, peaceful memory played in his mind.

"Look Urata!"

"Eh?" The short brunette noticed the flower in the redhead's hand.

"I made it for you~"

"Is this your way of making up for burning down my mom's flowers by accident?"

"........yes."

The short brunette sighed before taking the flower from the male's hand, "it's pretty, just like the person who made it." He teased, resulting in a blushing redhead.

"S-Stop that!"

"Www but I'm just stating the facts."

"........" The redhead looked away, his cheeks dusted in a pink hue.

"How cute. Makes me want to pinch your cheeks~"

"Y-Yamete!"

Urata just smiled sadly at the memory before continuing to do what he was going to do. He made his way back to redhead's room, struggling a bit to walk up the stairs since the lights went out. He arrived as saw the redhead constantly turning over on his bed as he kept muttering the same phrase.

"D-Don't leave me. I-I'm sorry."

"Hey, stop moving before you fall off." Urata said as placed the cloth on the redhead's head.

Sakata just whimpered at the pain of the headaches. It hurts.... The redhead tried to open his eyes, but they were too droopy to do so.

Urata just watched the male, silence enveloping the two as the rain continued to pour. The short brunette tried his best to sooth the redhead's headache, the same cool feeling leaving his hands as before. Sakata closed his eyes as drowsiness pulled him into sleep.

There was really nothing he could do at the moment so Urata just looked out at the window. Minutes passed by as the only sound being heard was the rain hitting the window.

After a while, Sakata was again turning over on his bed. P-Please stop.... The day of the incident kept replaying in his mind, scaring and causing him to whimper.

Urata was about to get up to grab his phone on the desk to call Soraru and Senra, deciding that they should be the ones taking care of the redhead, before he felt someone cling onto him.

"D-Don't leave me.... t-they might hurt me again..."

"They?" Urata said in confusion as the redhead just continued to shake. The short brunette noticed the tears slowly forming at the corner of his eyes.

"P-Please....don't...."

Urata could feel the male shaking in fear. So it's not just because I left him that he's upset about. The short brunette didn't know how to comfort the male so he just patted his head again. The redhead calmed down a bit as his grip on the short brunette's arm lessened. Urata suddenly felt a headache come through to him, clenching his head as the memory faded in.

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The short brunette was running, ignoring the pain and cuts in his leg. W-Where's Shima's house again? The male looked back and the fire was fading out of his view. He stopped running to catch his breath.

"Are you okay?"

Urata looked up to see someone around his age look at him.

"W-Who are you?"

"I'm just one of the villagers here. I sometimes walk around these woods." The person said as they noticed the male's cuts, "how'd you hurt yourself."

"I-I just fell while I was running."

"Oh," The person then spotted the fire in the distance. They gave the male a pitied smile, though the short brunette found the action weird. "I'm sorry you had to go through that."

"........."

"Was someone else with you?"

"M-My friend, but I left him because he—" Urata then stopped as he glared at the ground, "h-he won't get injured too much because of the fire.....I-I shouldn't have left him alone there."

The short brunette was beginning to turn around to run back to the redhead as he muttered to himself.

"Plus he said he didn't do it and he's never lied to me before—"

"I saw what happened," the person said as the short brunette stared at them in disbelief, "he looked like he had the intention to kill you."

"B-But he wouldn't—"

The short brunette then felt himself lose consciousness. He collapsed on the ground, only managing to hear a few of the person's words.

"So he's alone then, this is perfect. Thanks for making this easier," a smirk was the last thing he saw on the person's face, "who knew it would be this easy to ruin your friendship."

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Urata snapped his head up as he widened his eyes. S-Something else happened during the incident! He glanced at the sleeping redhead, so then he didn't.....

Urata was now feeling guilty at the fact that he accused the redhead during the incident. But the person I saw looked like him...so if it's not him, then who?

Sakata was shaking, the nightmare kept replaying in his mind no matter how much he tried to make it go away. He clung onto the short brunette again, burying his face in his chest which caused the short brunette to wince a bit.

Urata could feel the heat from the redhead through his clothes. He's getting worse. He then noticed that the redhead's shoulders were shaking a lot.

Sakata was closing his eyes shut, his body heat was getting higher as a memory suddenly played in the redhead's mind.

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"Where's Urata?" The redhead said to himself as he walked around the short brunette's house.

"Oh Sakata," the redhead turned his head to see the short brunette's mother smile at him, "are you looking for Urata?"

He nodded his head, earning a smile from the women.

"How sweet, well I think he's in his room, at least that's where I saw him before."

"Thanks~!"

"I'm waiting for the day you two get together." The short brunette's mother teased, causing the redhead to blushed.

"E-Eh?"

"I'm just kidding, well hope you find him."

The short brunette's mother ruffled his hair as she left. Sakata was still blushing at the comment as he headed to the short brunette's room.

"Hey Urata?" There was no response.

"Urata?"

Sakata then felt the temperature in the room get warmer. Eh? He backed up, noticing the shades of red, orange and yellow appear around him. W-What??

"Urata?!?"

Sakata used his force to open the room, he looked around but there was no sight of the short brunette.

"W-What is happening? D-Did I cause this?" Sakata looked at his hands, but saw the green aura still around it. If it's not me then....h-how— He cut off his own thoughts as he grew worried at the short brunette's disappearance.

"U-Urata?! W-Where are you?!"

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"Urata!" Sakata shouted as he jolted up, almost bumping his head with the short brunette's.

"O-Oi!"

"Eh?"

The redhead glanced up, red met green as their faces were a few inches away from each other. Sakata then uncharacteristically pushed the short brunette off his bed. Urata landed on the floor with a thump, glaring at the male in irritation.

"Oi! What was that for?!!"

"W-Why are you here?!" Sakata stuttered as his face became flushed.

"Because your 'brothers' decided that I should care for you until your fever's down."

"W-Why were you holding me?"

"Because you were the one that clung onto me! You buried your face in my chest!"

"I-I thought it was niichan! H-He usually pats my head when I'm scared!"

"Well you were shaking and I decided to try to calm you down."

"E-Eh?" Sakata blushed at the male's statement, he sheepishly looked away in guilt. "S-Sorry for pushing you."

The room was filled with awkward silence. Sakata wasn't looking at the male, afraid to see his face.

"Well you seem like you don't want me here," Urata said as he got up from the floor, "so I'll just leave. Soraru and Senra will probably come back, I doubt they wouldn't be worried about you."

"........."

"Also, I get that you hate me so let's just act like things are fine so the others don't get worried."

Sakata widened his eyes as he heard the short brunette's words. D-Don't leave me again.... He unconsciously grabbed onto the short brunette's hand.

"Oi, what are—"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Sakata buried his face in the male's chest again, his hands clinging tightly on the short brunette's uniform, "I-I know you hate me for what I did, b-but I, I...."

Sakata felt tears form in his eyes. I-I can't keep this going.....I need to tell him....I-I......

"I-I love you...., I-I know I shouldn't be saying this after what happened back then but," Sakata's arms were shaking, "I-I just can't keep hiding it forever....I-I'll end up killing myself because of it...."

Urata widened his eyes after hearing the redhead's words. Sakata was still burying his face in male's chest, not wanting to see the short brunette's hateful and disgusted face. The two were silent for almost an eternity.

Urata glanced to the side, a small blush faintly visible on his face. He then used his hands to caress the redhead's cheek, wiping away the tear.

"E-Eh?"

Sakata looked up, only for his lips to connect with the short brunette's. His face heated up at the kiss as he pushed the short brunette away.

"W-Why—"

"That incident wasn't your fault, I don't hate you," Urata said as he pressed his head against the redhead's forehead, it wasn't burning hot like before. The short brunette made a bashful, rare, and warm smile.

"I love you too idiot."

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A/n

And the urasaka confession has finally arrived

Hope you guys enjoyed the chapter~