[Admittedly??? He listens. He's got a temper when his buttons are pushed, but for the most part, he's patient. He doesn't mind listening since listening means he doesn't have to be the one talking. Especially about feelings.
Besides, he likes Yu, and hearing more about Yu and Love and their world... Well, there are some common themes that link them all together, he finds. So maybe listening isn't so bad after all, in the end.
Or maybe it is because... then he just has more clarity. The blinders get pulled back away, the tunnel-vision gets wider. The stumble and fall he took from one single set-back starts again to get realigned and adjusted.]
Hope, mm. [Sasuke can... see why Yu lacks a bit of self-preservation sometimes.] You should tell him.
[He still hasn't taken his hands away; he doesn't want to fight a losing battle. His eye lifts, dark but... soft.]
Your feelings. If you think they're so important, [this whole thing is two pots calling the other kettles black] you would be a hypocrite not to tell him how you feel. If I have to tell five people... Shouldn't you be able to handle one?
[He at least doesn't seem as biting as he could be when he's angry. It's... more of a tease, if anything, even if he doesn't sound entirely teasing.]
[Sasuke, you're awful. There's a little hum though and she's thinking it over. They're also still holding hands I guess because this is 100% the case of two stubborn teenagers hypocritically calling each other out.]
...he knows I love him. And he says that he loves me. [There's a small, weird little thing that almost sounds like doubt in her voice but she's not going to focus on that.] Not that it matters because we both know he has to go back and I have to stay here. But...he thinks I'm dead, Sasuke. He thinks all of us are, and that's why...I can't be the one to take away his wish.
[Yu's fighting for a chance to save all of them. That's always been his wish, to save them from being pulled and destroyed in the pits of hell, to bring them back to the world, to defeat Izanami and face the truth with his own power. To tell him that everything turns out alright in the end...would that help, or would that hinder him? In truth, she's too scared to try. Not when he's already so fragile from this game.]
But I did tell him. When he came into this game, I fought for him harder than anyone else to make sure I was one of the three he would be able to choose. When he chose me, I knew I had to do what I could to watch over him. Even though...it hurts sometimes. To care about someone this much and knowing how it'll turn out. That doesn't mean it's not worth it though.
Senpai and I know our time's limited and that's why we're making the most of it. But to tell him the truth about that...he knows he's my hope. I've never lied to him about that.
[It's just the whole part of how everything turns out in the end.]
[Thankfully, Sasuke looks a tad more softly sheepish at the clarification.
He doesn't like hearing... any of the worlds. He doesn't like hearing them because they resonate. Because he knows why Yu has stayed with her for as long as possible. Because he knows why Itachi chose her despite killing, despite saying untruthful things.
Really, he thought any tears he had left had dried up after losing his brother the first time. He hadn't cried since he was a child and, after his brother's death, he hadn't cried again either.
But now he cries. It isn't sobbing. It isn't a lot. Silent, with his head hung down and his shoulders bent over, his arms quivering. He has a very, very, very bad time with Love, sorry.]
[Oh. Well. Shit. She didn't...mean to do that? But maybe it's better because it doesn't take a genius to see that Sasuke's been holding onto a lot and this whole thing is making everything much harder. She should maybe say something.
But she doesn't, because that would be counterproductive, so she settles for holding his hands and letting him cry. It's fine, nobody else is here. It's probably safer in here than out there anyway.
Normally she'd hug people but she's also not sure Sasuke's receptive to that right now, so this is a healthy compromise until she gets a better read.
And yet, all she can really think at the end of it is "finally."]
[The crying is blessedly short. It takes him a few minutes, hands clinging to hers, until he's dried out, exhausted, but... strangely more free. And maybe a tad bit embarrassed. He's not... exactly sure why he felt the need to cry in the first place.
Just... a lot of everything. It makes sense.]
...Sorry.
[Now he tries to draw at least one hand back so he can rub the back of his wrist over his face. But he won't lift his head...]
[She lets him take a hand back, still holding the other one if he's going to let her. She's also shrugging a little when he apologizes.]
It happens. ...feeling any better? [The real question is does Sasuke still want to mute literally everything. She's kind of hoping no, but it's his choice in the end.
On the other hand, she's using her free hand to fish out a package of tissues if he wants those instead of his wrist.]
[At least he's honest. Turning his head, he gives it a shake dismissively at the offered tissue. It's fine. He got most of it off with his wrist and the back of his hand.]
[There's a surprising amount of grace and talent when he goes from sitting to standing in one fluid motion. He wipes his face once with his arm and then clears his throat.
And then he just turns and leaves because, yeah, boys.]
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Besides, he likes Yu, and hearing more about Yu and Love and their world... Well, there are some common themes that link them all together, he finds. So maybe listening isn't so bad after all, in the end.
Or maybe it is because... then he just has more clarity. The blinders get pulled back away, the tunnel-vision gets wider. The stumble and fall he took from one single set-back starts again to get realigned and adjusted.]
Hope, mm. [Sasuke can... see why Yu lacks a bit of self-preservation sometimes.] You should tell him.
[He still hasn't taken his hands away; he doesn't want to fight a losing battle. His eye lifts, dark but... soft.]
Your feelings. If you think they're so important, [this whole thing is two pots calling the other kettles black] you would be a hypocrite not to tell him how you feel. If I have to tell five people... Shouldn't you be able to handle one?
[He at least doesn't seem as biting as he could be when he's angry. It's... more of a tease, if anything, even if he doesn't sound entirely teasing.]
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...he knows I love him. And he says that he loves me. [There's a small, weird little thing that almost sounds like doubt in her voice but she's not going to focus on that.] Not that it matters because we both know he has to go back and I have to stay here. But...he thinks I'm dead, Sasuke. He thinks all of us are, and that's why...I can't be the one to take away his wish.
[Yu's fighting for a chance to save all of them. That's always been his wish, to save them from being pulled and destroyed in the pits of hell, to bring them back to the world, to defeat Izanami and face the truth with his own power. To tell him that everything turns out alright in the end...would that help, or would that hinder him? In truth, she's too scared to try. Not when he's already so fragile from this game.]
But I did tell him. When he came into this game, I fought for him harder than anyone else to make sure I was one of the three he would be able to choose. When he chose me, I knew I had to do what I could to watch over him. Even though...it hurts sometimes. To care about someone this much and knowing how it'll turn out. That doesn't mean it's not worth it though.
Senpai and I know our time's limited and that's why we're making the most of it. But to tell him the truth about that...he knows he's my hope. I've never lied to him about that.
[It's just the whole part of how everything turns out in the end.]
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He doesn't like hearing... any of the worlds. He doesn't like hearing them because they resonate. Because he knows why Yu has stayed with her for as long as possible. Because he knows why Itachi chose her despite killing, despite saying untruthful things.
Really, he thought any tears he had left had dried up after losing his brother the first time. He hadn't cried since he was a child and, after his brother's death, he hadn't cried again either.
But now he cries. It isn't sobbing. It isn't a lot. Silent, with his head hung down and his shoulders bent over, his arms quivering. He has a very, very, very bad time with Love, sorry.]
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But she doesn't, because that would be counterproductive, so she settles for holding his hands and letting him cry. It's fine, nobody else is here. It's probably safer in here than out there anyway.
Normally she'd hug people but she's also not sure Sasuke's receptive to that right now, so this is a healthy compromise until she gets a better read.
And yet, all she can really think at the end of it is "finally."]
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Just... a lot of everything. It makes sense.]
...Sorry.
[Now he tries to draw at least one hand back so he can rub the back of his wrist over his face. But he won't lift his head...]
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It happens. ...feeling any better? [The real question is does Sasuke still want to mute literally everything. She's kind of hoping no, but it's his choice in the end.
On the other hand, she's using her free hand to fish out a package of tissues if he wants those instead of his wrist.]
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[At least he's honest. Turning his head, he gives it a shake dismissively at the offered tissue. It's fine. He got most of it off with his wrist and the back of his hand.]
I'm going to go.
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...I hope later...you'll forgive yourself and stop feeling stupid. [She shrugs a little.] You know how to find me if you need anything else.
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[There's a surprising amount of grace and talent when he goes from sitting to standing in one fluid motion. He wipes his face once with his arm and then clears his throat.
And then he just turns and leaves because, yeah, boys.]