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You

"I... Scara, I was supposed to tell you sooner or later."

Scaramouche

"Oh no..."

In disbelief, he dropped the piece of paper to the ground and placed his hand on his forehead. You could see the flood of tears welling up in his eyes, and you felt a strong sense of guilt.

Scaramouche

"No, you're joking. This is a joke-"

You

"It's not a joke, Scaramouche- But please-"

Scaramouche

"You're really fucking funny, Y/N!"

He cut you off.

You

"Scaramouche, please-"

Scaramouche

"No!..."

...

"No, no... No..."

He kept repeating the word, becoming more frustrated with each repetition.

-FLASHBACK, SOMEWHERE AROUND A WEEK AGO, HOME-

You

She's found me.

You were standing along the water's shore just outside of your home, feet in the water and on the soft sand, holding and reading a letter.

Letter

"You've lost this battle. The messenger bird says enough, turn yourself in, N/N, and your dear friends shall live in peace. You have a week, please bring no one else but yourself."

"Sincerely..."

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"Ei."

You

She's found my home.

If Ei dispatched the messenger bird and sent it to your location, that simply meant she knew exactly where you were hiding.

You

I need to tell the others...

Scaramouche

"Hah!"

Scaramouche splashed a large wave of water on you from behind while he laughed his ass off, making you shiver from the cold water that ran down your back. Your troubled expression was the first thing he took note of as you turned around.

You hid the letter in your pockets immediately.

Scaramouche

"Oh, man... Y/N, what's wrong?"

You

"I..."

You knew telling him was the best option, but you couldn't see how much he enjoyed having you at home with him. When you weren't around, who was he going to splash water on? Imagining it crushed you into bits.

You

"I... Tricked you!"

You splattered a huge wave on his face, getting salt water in his eyes.

You

"Loser!"

Scaramouche

"Awh, you bitch! Aaagh, it's in my eyes!"

He fell down to the ground, the shallow water splashing about him while he played around, then played dead. You laughed, attempting to take your focus away from the letter.

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-PRESENT, DURING SCARAMOUCHE'S TERRIBLE BREAKDOWN 😘-

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Scaramouche

"Y/N, stop it! That's not fair!"

You

"Scaramouche I'm sorry! I wanted to tell you but I..."

"I couldn't bring myself to do it."

Scaramouche

"You bitch!"

"That's so not fucking fair!"

You

"Sca-"

Scaramouche

"No, you shut up! Shut it!"

"That's not fair! You can't just become my lover and then do this to me!"

You

*Sigh*

Scaramouche

"People like you are so hard to find..."

"But that doesn't seem to be the case."

"You're just like the rest of them! None of them ever fucking stay with me!"

He yelled his words with a cracking voice that burned every time he yelled. You approached him carefully and were going to place your hand on his shoulder to try to reason with him, but he shoved you away and you fell backwards, staring up at his expression full of rage.

You

"Ack!- Scaramouche, I'm doing this to keep you safe!"

Scaramouche

"You know damn well I'd choose you over my own safety! I'd choose you over anything, any day! Haven't I done enough to prove that?! And now, you're just!-"

You

"Scaramouche, today's my last day!"

Scaramouche

"!..."

You

"She... Ei expects me to turn myself in tomorrow. Please, I didn't mean to hurt you."

He stopped shouting at you and simply stared at you, stunned. 

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Yet, he chose his own rage above this reality.

Scaramouche

"No... No, no..."

You

"Please, calm down."

Scaramouche

"No! I hate it! I hate you!"

He was towering over you and leaning forward as he pointed at you with such aggression and violence.

Scaramouche

"What we had..."

"Is no more."

He said this and left your room, leaving you staring at him with a wounded heart. You couldn't believe it; he'd just confessed to you and now he was ending the relationship. You could see why he was upset, but this was really too much. 

You were sick of holding them in. A torrent of tears streamed down your cheeks the moment you blinked. You spotted the letter Ei had sent lying on the ground near you out of the corner of your eye.

You

I knew I should've told him earlier...

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"Agh!"

You took the letter and crumpled it in your fist, frustrated. You got up and angrily walked to the bathroom, repeatedly slamming your fist and the crumpled letter against the mirror. It shattered, and your cries became louder and louder with each hit. 

Your knuckles were weary and bloodied, with glass fragments embedded in them, and your face was swollen and drowned in tears. You took a look at yourself in what was left of the mirror and completely broke, screaming and crying as you dropped to your knees and fell on the ground once more.

Kazuha

"N/N?..."

Kazuha stood at the restroom door, staring at you with concern.

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You

"Get out!"

You screamed. You got up and started to push Kazuha away, leaving a bloody trail on his back from your bloody knuckles.

Kazuha

"Wait- Did Scaramouche tell you about the jokes I and Shinobu made? Is this why you're so-"

You

"Shut up!"

Eventually, you shoved him out of your room and slammed the door shut.

He remained at the door for a few more seconds, anxious.

You

*Sob*

You limped and stumbled across your room, leaving a long bloody trail, and finally collapsed on the floor, your back against your bed. You didn't want to get the bedsheets soiled again with all that blood on your hands, you had just changed them.

You drew your knees to your chest and embraced yourself, desperate for comfort. You buried your face in your knees, your knees damp with weeping.

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-MEANWHILE-

Scaramouche

"Their last day..."

Scaramouche was walking down the coast of the island, far out in the distance. He couldn't stop picturing himself alone as you were the only thing in his thoughts. He couldn't understand why you needed to leave for his "safety" no matter how often he told himself.

The fact that he'd fallen passionately in love with you the night before made him shatter; he really didn't want you to go.

Scaramouche

"For my safety?... Pfft, please. Don't make me laugh."

He muttered to himself, now standing in one spot, staring at the Inazuman ocean.

It seemed to him that you were trying to protect others as well as himself.

Scaramouche

"For their safety... And for mine."

He sighed as he continued to daze off, glancing at the tiny ocean waves. A few tears streamed down his cheeks, which he wiped away with the bottom of his palm.

Scaramouche

"Y/N..."

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-BACK HOME-

Hours had passed, and it was already late evening. Yet, you were still on the opposite side of your bed, your eyes damp and puffy from unending sobbing. You were still hugging your knees while gripping your wounded hand's wrist with your other hand.

You were fatigued and tried to ignore that your hand was bleeding heavily. You didn't even bother to remove the fragments of glass. You fell asleep due to exhaustion. It was about time you took a break from sobbing.

Even though you longed for rest so badly, each ache in your chest was getting worse. It took an eternity to get your mind off things.

Creak!...

Your door creaked open, but you were too drowsy to notice. You were already sound asleep, your head resting on your knees.

Scaramouche

"... Y/N?"