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The mystery athlete gives Kiyoomi a once over in the mirror. “Yer pretty tall,” he observes. The twang of an accent rasps low in his throat. His brazen eyes drift to Kiyoomi’s legs, and something like exhilaration glints gold in his gaze. “Good quads, too. Ya ever played volleyball?”
Ah. So it’s volleyball.“I’m a dancer. Ballet and contemporary, mostly.”
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“Maybe you need a little disruption in the routine. Maybe you’re bored, Kiyoomi.”
Kiyoomi scoffs. “I’m not bored. I like my routine.”
Motoya raises a brow and takes an exaggerated slurp of his drink before replying. “Maybe you’re lonely.”
“I’m not. Try again.”
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Kiyoomi feels restless. Motoya recommends making a change. Atsumu shaves his head.
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The missing panels, the missing games, the missing moments.
The them we never saw.
*Now complete! :)*
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03 Feb 2026
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“Awww, Omi-kun, didn’t know ya would get so attached.” He deflected quickly.
“Don’t call me that.” Kiyoomi muttered. There was an awkward pause, neither of them speaking. They were waiting, waiting to address it and what to do next. Atsumu zipped up his bag, sighing slightly. This could be the last time you see him. The traitorous voice whispered, reminding him of Kiyoomi’s-- his soulmate’s-- limited time. He pushed it down, shaking his head.
“Bye, Miya.” Kiyoomi said, his voice sounding slightly off. “See you around.”
“Bye, Omi--” He started. The door slammed shut, and Atsumu was alone. He sighed again. Damnit. He should have gotten his contact information. He should have asked him out. Atsumu slung his bag over his back and walked out of the room, disappointed to see that Kiyoomi was long gone.
Maybe next time.
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Every person has a soulmate mark, and everyone receives them at a point in their life between twelve and fifteen. The age dictates approximately how long your soulmate will live, how long you have to spend together.
Atsumu received his when he was ten.
His soulmate's time was short.
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- Part 2 of SakuAtsu Angst Week 2021
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“I’m Atsumu! What’s your name?”
The boy mumbled out an answer, and because his voice was muffled by his mask, all Atsumu heard was “...Omi.”
“Omi?”
“Kiyoomi,” the boy said in a much clearer voice.
But Atsumu was already attached to the name. “Omi-Omi! Let’s go!” Shamelessly, he grabbed him by the hand and tugged him behind him. He felt responsible for him — the boy clearly needed all the protection and guidance he could get. Atsumu can be his hero.
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The story started when the Sakusa family moved into their neighborhood in Amagasaki when they were nine. Atsumu would always remember that he saw Kiyoomi first.
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- Part 1 of Lifetime