The front door opened and closed rather harshly when Ryu got home. I walked out of the bedroom and found him pulling off his shoes and chucking them to the ground. Next, he ripped off his coat and put it on the rack before walking into the kitchen. I followed behind him, cautious about his current attitude. It was obvious that he's mad about something and I wasn't sure if I wanted to ask him about it or not.

"Hey Ryu, how was work?" I asked, hoping this wouldn't anger him even more.

"Just great." He mumbled, barely loud enough for me to hear it. There was a thin layer of sarcasm coating his words.

"You're being sarcastic aren't you." I claimed in an attempt to lighten the mood.

"No, what makes you say that?" He asked, the sarcasm more evident in his voice.

So my plan didn't work. I changed my tone to one that was more serious as I stared at his back. He was standing in front of the counter with a glass of water in his hand. I was standing in the doorway watching his every move.

"Ryu, what happened today?" I asked.

"Don't worry about it." He answered.

"I won't stop worrying about it until you at least give me something to go off of. I know that it wasn't just a mission that went wrong because you are never this tense when something like that happens."

"I said not to worry about it."

"And I said I wasn't going to until you tell me who or what put you in this mood."

"Jinko, I said drop it!" He snapped.

I stood in shock at the words that just fell out of his mouth. It has been three years since he's called me that name and we have been dating for almost five.

"Whoah, okay now I think you need to take a breath. I won't bother you about it anymore, but please try and calm down. You're starting to scare me." I said.

"Don't lie to me. I know you aren't going to drop it until I tell you what's going on."

"Okay, then why don't you tell me? Was it Higuchi? Tachihara? Dazai?" I tried, knowing that Dazai was helping Chuuya today and that there was a chance that the two of them met up.

"No, it was you and Mori." He snapped as he turned around and glared at me with a look that could kill.

"What did I do? I haven't talked to you all day because you were gone before I woke up and I knew you had an important meeting to attend as well as a mission. I wasn't going to bother you with a text so if that's why you're mad at me then you could've changed that outcome and texted me first. Come to think of it, you never text me first." I exclaimed, sending him a glare of my own.

"Now look who's in a bad mood. I just mentioned you and you start getting worked up over not sending or receiving a lousy text."

"You're the one who said I was part of the cause of you having a bad day and that is the only thing I could think of."

"No, it's not because of a text, it's because I am talking to you at all."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I lost my job today because of you!" He yelled, causing me to flinch. "Because of you I have no home to go back to! I don't have a way to make money to keep a roof over my head anymore."

"What happened to my part in this?" I yelled back. "You act like you have to move out because you don't have work anymore. I am still being paid and you're acting like I am a defenseless waste of space."

He scoffed. "Isn't that why you were kicked out of the orphanage in the first place?"

I froze. I could feel tears begin to prick at my eyes as those words left his mouth. It seemed that the words that just left his mouth were just reaching his ears because his face fell into one of horror.

"At-Atsushi, I am so sorry, I didn't mean that I-" He was staring at me, his eyes full of regret and shame.

"Thank you for reminding me that I was never good enough to begin with. You probably had fun toying with me and my feelings for the last few years haven't you?" I asked as a tear slipped down my cheek. "For five damn years you made me believe that someone besides the agency cared for me." I shook my head slowly as he tried to approach me.

Without another word, I turned on my heel and stormed off to the bedroom, forcing the tears back. I looked down at the ring on my finger and pulled it off in fury. I pulled on my jacket and put a few pairs of clothes in a bag before throwing it over my shoulder and headed towards the front door.

Ry- I mean Akutagawa was sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. Upon hearing my footsteps, he jumped up and just stared as he realized what he was doing. I took the ring and threw it at him, hitting him in the chest, but he caught it.

When he looked and saw what it was, his eyes filled with tears.

"I guess that promise was just as empty as everything else you told me too wasn't it?" I asked.

Before he could say a word, I had my shoes on and was out the door.

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It's been a month since I left Akutagawa in the house and, to say the least, I was devastated. He has called and texted me countless times a day and I felt bad for ignoring him, but I couldn't get what he said out of my head.

I mean, he wasn't wrong in saying that was the reason I was kicked out of the orphanage, but I never imagined that he would use it against me. I know he didn't mean it and that he was just angry but it still hurt.

I was currently sitting at my desk at the ADA. Everyone had gone home for the day, but I told them that I was going to be working late and finishing any documents that were left incomplete. Kunikida offered to stay and help but I told him that I would be fine and that he should go home and get some rest. I couldn't really say much considering that fact that I haven't slept much in the past month. I was using concealer that I found in Yosano's office to cover up the bags under my eyes.

I walked over to the window behind Ranpo's desk and looked down at the quiet streets of Yokohama. I was taken back by the sight of a male in all black walking with a beautiful long haired female with the same colored hair. It took me a minute to figure out who it was, but when I did, the urge to run down and jump into his arms and tell him that I still loved him and that I wanted to come back home was so strong I almost couldn't stop myself.

I clenched my hands in fists before leaving the window. I wanted to go home.

(Akutagawa's POV)

As much as I wanted to get Dazai and Chuuya to give me some advice, I couldn't let anyone know that we were in a relationship. I know that Dazai probably knows that we have been in a relationship for a while, but just in case he didn't. I wasn't going to say anything.

I couldn't really walk up to the agency and demand to speak to him either because for all they know I just want to kill him. If we're lucky, they are still thinking that. I walked down the street in silence before I was interrupted by a sudden weight on my shoulders.

I wrapped my arm around my back to keep the person from falling, knowing all too well who it was. There was only one person that was brave enough to come up to an emo looking male with a permanent scowl on his face.

"Hey Ryunosuke, why are you walking alone?" My sister asked as she steadied herself on the ground and took her position to my right.

"No reason." I shrugged as we continued walking.

"You're avoiding the house aren't you." She deadpanned. I had no response because I knew she was right. She knew she was right. "Have you texted him today?"

"You know I did." I sighed as we turned a corner.

"I'm going to guess that he still hasn't responded."

I just glanced at her from the corner of my eye, slightly irritated that she is stating the obvious, but I couldn't really get angry with her since it was my fault that this happened.

I took in my surroundings and silently cursed myself for walking down this road. I kept my gaze down, not wanting to look up at the building that was currently holding my boyfriend. If he still was that is.

I wanted to race in there and hug him and tell him I was sorry for what I said. I would even get down on my knees and beg like a slave if I had to. At this point I would do anything to have him back in my arms.

"Gin, do you think he will ever take me back?" I asked.

"Yep." She replied without hesitation. "He is too kind to completely cut someone out of his life, even if they did what you did. I know he will give you a second chance because if he really didn't care about you, he wouldn't have stuck with you this long."

I scoffed lightly. "Thanks Gin."

"No problem." She smiled before grabbing my arm to keep me from walking. "But seriously, even if he doesn't talk back just yet, find a time to speak to him in person. You know as well as I do that that's what he wants. He reads your messages but doesn't respond because he doesn't know how to respond. He still loves you. You just need to show him that you love him just as much."

"He should know. I text him everyday." I exclaimed.

"I know, but we both know that words are just empty phrases that could be said to anyone in the world and have the same meaning. Atsushi needs actions to justify what is said to him. The orphanage taught him to brush off anything anyone tells him because they never showed him the type of affection he needed as a child. If I'm being honest, he is still a child and is still yearning for the love and affection he was getting from you." She said softly.

I let her words soak in before looking back at the agency building with longing. He was right there. All I had to do was walk in the doors, up the stairs, and into the agency and I would see the boy that stole my heart and has yet to let it go. I smiled at the thought. He would never let it go.

I looked back at Gin who gave me a knowing look. She gave me a soft smile before nodding towards the building. "Go get your tiger."

I turned towards the building and stared at it for a moment before turning back to Gin. "Thank you." I smiled.

"No problem. Someone has to look out for you." She joked lightly before pushing me towards the building.

I took in a breath as I crossed the street. I was nervous because this is the first time I will be seeing him after a month and I wasn't sure how I was even going to approach him. As I reached the door to the cafe, I began to slow down. Whatever happened after I stepped into this building was going to amend or shatter our relationship. I was hoping it didn't get worse than it already was.

I tried the door and, to my surprise, it was unlocked. This put me on edge as I stepped into the building. I made sure to lock the door behind me when I closed it. Slowly, I walked towards the stairs that would take me closer to him.

As I ascended, I couldn't help but think that he was probably happier without me in his life. I scoffed and scolded myself quietly. "Don't be stupid Akutagawa. He still cares about you." I muttered to myself.

That much I know.

As I reached the fourth floor of the building, I slowed my pace. I was almost to the door that would reveal the sight of my one and only. As I came to a stop in front of the door, I lifted my hand and rested it on the doorknob.

I was about to turn it when, all of a sudden, the door opened and someone crashed into my chest. I stumbled back a step and caught my balance, looking up to catch the eyes of the person I have been dying to see for the past month.

He was staring at me in shock, his face portraying the way I felt. He stepped back, not breaking eye contact.

"Y-your here." He whispered.

I nodded, not being able to find the words to reply. I don't even know if I could. My voice probably wouldn't work no matter how much I wanted it to.

We stood in silence, whether it was because we didn't know what to say, or that we didn't know how to say it, I don't know.

I opened my mouth to speak but was silenced by the hand he held up as he shook his head and looked away from me.

"Don't say it." He mumbled. "I know that you are going to try and apologize to me for everything you said, but I don't want to hear it."

I just stared in shock at his words. Was this his way of saying that he didn't want to see me?

"I have read those same words over and over and over again this past month. I don't want to hear them anymore." His voice broke by the end of his sentence. "All I want is to go home. I want to be with you again. I want to feel safe. I want to talk about us. I want to feel the warmth I used to feel."

I could feel my heart yearning to comfort the boy, but I stayed still.

"I don't want to feel this loneliness anymore. I don't want to feel lost. I don't want to feel forgotten." His voice broke even more as a tear slipped down his face.

"Let's go home." He whispered as more tears slipped down his face.

He was trembling. I stepped forward and hesitantly put my arms out. I put one foot in front of the other, but then he collapsed right into my outstretched arms. I silently gasped as I felt his ribs through his shirt. I took in his facial features and realized just how sickly pale he looked.

I could tell from this that he hadn't been eating as much as he should be and that he definitely hasn't been sleeping.

Finally, I spoke.

"Alright. I'll take you home."