"I'm sorry."

Atobe stared with wide eyes, while Tezuka looked away. He could not believe what he was hearing - refused to believe it was true.

Tezuka was not leaving him. He couldn't be. He was Atobe Keigo! People didn't leave him.

"That's not funny, Tezuka," he said at last.

And received "it's not a joke" as a response.

"Will you at least tell me why?"

"It doesn't matter." He then turned, and began walking away.

"Look at me, Tezuka." When the other continued his departure, Atobe became angry. "Look over here, right now! Tezuka!"

Then Tezuka did turn back, and looked at him. And Atobe could tell from his eyes that this was indeed truly happening. It was against both of their wishes - neither wanted to leave - but it was real. The kiss they shared moments ago really was their last.

"Goodbye, Atobe." And then he was gone.

Atobe dropped to his knees, torn up to the soul. He buried his face in his hands, blocking out the world.

He didn't want anyone to see him.