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Suga Month 02/01 - KitaSuga

The wind bites at Kita’s cheeks, but it is a feather touch compared to the ache in his chest.

It wasn’t that this day was unexpected. Kita knew one day he would be here, kneeling in front of the family gravestone to find his grandma’s name now etched into the stone. None of that made it hurt any less. He hadn’t been there in the end. He wasn’t able to go to her funeral. He never got to say goodbye.

Kita thought he had made peace with this a long time ago. When he began his career as an agent, he knew he would have to separate himself from his family in order to keep them safe. The people he had once been so close to turned into strangers, but it had been worth it as long as they got to live.

Confronted with the death of his grandmother, seems didn’t feel as simple as he pretended them to be for so long. Despite being so good at being alone for so long, Kita couldn’t do it anymore. He wanted to get out—to be able to be with his siblings and their families. Kita longed for loud dinners around a long table and games played into the late hours of the night.

“You shouldn’t have come here,” a familiar voice spoke.

Sugawara doesn’t startle Kita. He expected someone to show up once he showed his face. No matter how careful he could be, someone always found him.

“I needed to pay my respects,” Kita replied.

Footsteps moved a bit closer, though they’re hesitant and heavy, almost as if Suga is mourning as well. “I’m supposed to kill you.”

It’s a statement, not up for discussion. Kita lowered his head, waiting for Suga to say he was sorry before he gave the final blow, trusting Suga would make it painless and quick.

But nothing happened.

Kita looked back, watching Suga drop to his knees next to him, a small bouquet of flowers in his hands. “You’ve been real stupid lately, Shinsuke, and that was always supposed to be my role.”

“Maybe I felt it was my turn to keep ya on your toes,” he replied.

Suga sighed, setting the flowers onto the stone. They had so much history, and Kita had thrown it all away when he betrayed the agency (though he would argue that they betrayed him). Still, it didn’t matter how it happened, just that he and Suga were on different sides now. The once unstoppable pair now meant to be sworn enemies.

“You have to disappear for good. Promise me,” Suga begged. There were tears welling in his eyes. He was mourning too.

Kita gave Suga a weak smile. “You know I try, but you’re just too good. You always find me, Koushi. Maybe you should stop looking.”

“Maybe you should be better at hiding. Half the time I am not even trying.”

They shared a small laugh, possibly their last. But if this was going to be the final time that Kita got to see Suga, he wanted to do what he never got the courage for before.

When their laughter quieted, Kita leaned in. His eyes glanced down to Suga’s mouth, catching Suga catch his breath. When he was so close his vision blurred trying to focus on Suga, he shut his eyes. He knew Suga was right there; he could feel his breath on his lips. There was but millimeters between them, a small distance that Suga had to close.

He didn’t. Kita listened to the shuffle of Suga’s feet and he moved back and stood up. The footsteps retreating away until Kita was alone again with the ghosts of his regrets.

Opening his eyes, he turned back to the grave, finding a small rectangular object wrapped in paper and held together with twine. Unraveling it he finds a USB drive, and scribbled on the paper is a note:

Don’t die.

35.5547592, 134.7514886

— / Four Years Later / —

Kita heard a rustle in the leaves—too heavy to be that of a rabbit, too light for that of cattle, and too quiet to be that of his ducks. His hand reached for his pocket knife, but he didn’t turn his head. Careful, waiting, he continued with his task, reaching for another sack of rice.

There. Just to the left, he heard the sound again. Kita turned around and threw the knife, not aiming for exactly where he thought the intruder was, but close. It flew past the figure and hit a nearby tree.

“Quite the aim for a rice farmer,” Suga greeted, stepping out from his hiding spot.

“Call it beginner’s luck,” he joked back. “Are ya here t’ kill me?”

“And why would I kill a local rice farmer?” Suga said, taking a few steps back to retrieve Kita’s knife before walking over. When he hands it back, Kita sees a scar on Suga’s arm right where a tracker had been.

“Ya left the agency?”

“You know of the agnecy? Weird,” Suga mused. “You know, it’s funny. You look like this picture of this mysterious Kita Shinsuke the head of the agency was obsessed with finding. However, this person just did not exist. There was no record of his birth, no images of what he looked like. Even when they uploaded a new photo it disappeared instantly. Tore the agency apart, and they got sloppy. A bunch of people left, and it just crumbled.”

Kita shook his head, wrapping an arm around Suga’s waist and pulling him closer. It had been the flash drive Suga had left him that had erased Kita’s existance. The coordinates on the paper led him to this farm, once abandoned but now lush and lively. Kita had no idea how long Suga had been planning things—if he had known what he gave Kita the power to do would lead to demise of the agency (though he suspected he did).

“That is very strange because I am Kita Shinsuke,” he said.

“Well then”—Suga wrapped his arms around Kita’s neck and leaned into him—“I guess it’s a good think I am no longer ordered to kill you as I work for no one now.”

Kita smiled. “Jobless? There’s lots of work on the farm.”

“I was thinking I would like to be a cute little farm husband.”

The confession wasn’t a surprise to either of them, but it had been unspoken for so long that it took Kita’s breath away. Suga was there in his arms, and he wouldn’t have to let go anytime soon.

“Dinner first, then we can discuss marriage.”

Suga chuckled, “I can work with that.”

And finally, they kissed. Their first kiss. The last first kiss Kita would ever have because it was only ever going to be Suga. For the rest of their lives.

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a small fill for kitasuga for the song “the tower” by vienna teng (join us on this tiny rarepair canoe)

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