STEPBROTHER (HAIKYUU X KUROKO NO BASKETBALL SUMMER CAMP)
63

"I'm starting to understand now" said Ushijima who tried to get back up while hugging the ball.

With all his might, he forced his feet to walk towards Eijun's Basketball ring in a drag.

Obviously Eijun did not accept, he also got up as soon as possible and walked calmly behind Ushijima.

"Bas stubborn," muttered Eijun who immediately made Ushijima bounce back to the left side outside the field, this time he was thrown not too far or excessive.

"I don't want to hurt you anymore, stop!" tukas Eijun who even made Ushijima laugh for the first time in front of Eijun. With endless laughter, Ushijima tried to get back up. In fact he had almost slipped by the droplets of his own blood, not to mention that his face had paled. And this was the first time he forced himself to cross the danger that was ready to grasp him. He was playing with the death that was at the end of his eyes.

"There's nothing funny here, Wakatoshi. Stop laughing!" eijun yelled a little frustrated, he felt Ushijima laughing like he was making fun of him right now.

"You're funny, Eijun. You made yourself look funny, I'm starting to understand now what you've been keeping from me." Ushijima tried to get back up again, while not stopping smiling triumphantly as if he had managed to solve a puzzle that Eijun had never discussed at all.

"What do you understand? Whatchu mean?" asked Eijun who began to lose focus on his game, he no longer ignored the ball that was in Ushijima's hands. Even his eyes turned back to normal color.

"The white color you have covered almost all your hair, you look like an old man." Ushijima strengthened his laughter even more, but behind it all he had been watching carefully the distance between his current existence and the basketball hoop. Then, he shook his head slightly as if signaling that his words were not strong enough to make Eijun fail to focus. In addition, he must maximize the time to cope with his increasingly weakened condition and his vision began to blur.

By pinching his own arm, he managed to stand back up and walk closer to Eijun.

"I know the secret behind your hair color" he said, trying to provoke Eijun's panic.

"What do you know, Wakatoshi?" ask Eijun.

"You're saying as if Akashi is just a weak high school boy, you don't make a difference either." Ushijima further provoked Eijun.

"Stop saying nonsense!"

"I'm not saying nonsense, I'm just telling the truth. And I know that your white hair is both your strength and your weakness at the same time." Ushijima pinched back his arm to stay conscious.

"The stronger your confidence and determination to stay alive, the fading Akashi's memory and consciousness will be. Where slowly your hair will be white which indicates that the existence of the figure of Akashi's identity began to be sucked in the darkness that you have created. And right now, I'm not gonna be able to dodge that I'm gonna lose her soon." Ushijima placed his bloody right hand over Eijun's head.

"Your determination is really strong, Eijun. Is it that strong you want to be recognized in this world?" asked Ushijima who made Eijun panic instead of playing.

"Where do you know that?" ask Eijun.

Ushijima smiled, but his hand was getting ready to aim the ball right at the ring while Eijun was blinded by his own fear.

"You are completely unaware that your ambition has taken you, you have used excessive force to hide the fear of losing from me." Ushijima smiled with satisfaction, he hugged Eijun tightly while sitting limp with his head resting on Akashi's shoulder.

"I've scored one number, Eijun! So, please give me back my shitty sister." Ushijima whispered softly in Eijun's ear, he could no longer stand up and his eyes too heavy to open wide.

"Please keep your promise, Eijun! I'll really appreciate all your determination, so let me get my sister back." Ushijima said it for the last time, before he fell unconscious in Eijun's arms.

"Thank you for calling my name, I won't be able to beat him at all times. You're right, Wakatoshi." Eijun shed his tears, before he finally closed his eyes.

Soon, he opened his eyes again while trying to support Ushijima's larger body with all his might.

"You've gone overboard, Ushijima-San." Akashi took Ushijima's embrace off him, laying Ushijima down below, tore his shirt to suppress Ushijima's bleeding.

"If you're dead right now, there's nothing I need to count on you anymore." Akashi mocks Ushijima, while dressing up a bleeding wound on Ushijima's head.

Captain Rakuzan is indeed a multi-talented person, not only in the field of sports, music or academics. He also has the ability in the basic medical field that he was lucky to get his own from a UKS child who was in Teiko when he was in Junior High School.

Then, he ran into the house by leaving Ushijima in the field alone. Before long, he returned accompanied by servants who were even more panicked than Akashi himself.

"What happened to Mr Ushijima?" ask Chef Tsubasa. This time he could see the form of Akashi that had returned to normal. Even his hair had also changed to a full red color.

"He had defeated him, once again he was foolish to help me. So, please take her to the Hospital immediately!" akashi orders Chef Tsubasa and his servants.

Meanwhile, Akashi returns to Ushijima's room with Ushijima's blood-soaked clothes and hands. He packed a few clothes into a backpack to be taken to the Hospital, until the sound of a foot stomp from Chef Tsubasa approached Akashi.

"Mr Ushijima has been rushed to the nearest Hospital. Will you be there soon too, young master Akashi?" ask Chef Tsubasa.

"Yes, but not now. I even want to tell you to make some warm porridge that I'll bring for him. I'm sure he'll wake up soon and feel hungry." Akashi smiled, but his hands seemed to tremble as he held the rucksack, which made Chef Tsubasa feel sorry for him.

"Whatever you've experienced in the past, it won't happen to Mr. Ushijima in the least. That's what you want to believe, right?" ask Chef Tsubasa.

"Yes, you're right. I can guarantee that Ushijima-san will not end up like my mother. He'll open his eyes again, no one else can just leave without saying goodbye to me." Akashi smiled wider and wider, then he reassembled Ushijima's clothes.

"If so, I will make soup for you to bring. " Chef Tsubasa, who feels the same way as Akashi, cannot do much more than entrust what Akashi believes. He went straight to the kitchen to prepare the porridge as Akashi requested, although he was still very curious about what really happened to Ushijima.