*possible trigger warning*

Sugawara woke to the sound of a doorbell. He once again slowly rose from his bed and glanced at the time, 9:37am. He groaned and made his way threw his messy apartment. Tripping over scattered items.

His hand pressed against the cool handle, and twisted. Already getting a head ache, sugawara wasn't in the mood for visitors.
"Who in the h-

Sugawara opened the door to find a few members of his old volleyball team. All of them had red puffy eyes.

Kageyama took a step forward,
"We heard what happened.." Tears where forming in his suga's eyes.
Kageyama didn't notice,"we're sorry we couldn't of gotten here soone-r" his voice cracked at the end of the sentence.

"ur-K!" Sugawara was trying to hold back the waterfall of tears.

Asahi stepped forward and embraced the silver haired man.
"Su-g-aa-wahh" he sobbed into his shoulder.

Suga couldn't handle this. It was to much for him.
His legs gave away and he fell to the floor at asahi's feet.
"Daich-I" he looked up at them "I miss him" he looked down again, "s-so muc-h"

Asahi got down on his knees still sobbing, "I know, m-e to"

Kageyama, Hinata, Noya and Yama gathered in a circle around sugawara and hugged him.
The whole team wasn't all there, but to Suga, it felt as if they where.

They all cried together, Noya getting snot on everyone.

Sugawara tried to smile a bit for them. He really just wanted to be left alone. "Really guys I'm f-fine"
He wiped his tears and stood up. "I just need some tim-e" tears where forming again, he could not let himself cry again.

Asahi seemed to have gotten the message and ushered everyone out.

After saying there goodbyes, they left him.

Suga was along again, and there was no need to smile. So he didn't.
What he yearned for, was gone, Suga felt nothing but yearning.

Yearning for his touch, for his smell, for the sound of his laughter and voice.

Suga slumped down on the floor once more starring at the wedding picture mounted on the wall.
One of his best memory's caught on film.

"I love you, Daichi"

Sugawara wished this was some kind of nightmare, and he would wake up from it to find Daichi sleeping next to him peacefully, but that wasn't the case.

This was real life.
This is his reality.
So what does his future hold?

Then a thought crossed his mind.

Why should I have a future.
I could end this pain and suffering, end this empty feeling.

Sugawara got up from his position and went to his kitchen. Opened up his knife drawer. And pulled out a knife. His fingers played along the edge.

He cut a deep line along his wrist. This felt better, this way he could control the pain.
Soon after Suga did this he realized it was a stupid thing to do.
Daichi asked for him to live his life for him, and so that what he would do.

He cleaned his wounds and wrapped up his wrist and say on his couch.

Suga started to play with his ring, memory's playing threw his head.
Their honey moon, their first date, when Suga first realized his feelings towards Daichi.
Tears where falling down his cheeks.

Sugawara could almost hear daichi's sweet voice.

More tears.

He couldn't handle this. He didn't care if Daichi wanted him to lie on his life, he wanted to see him now, he went to his bathroom and grabbed a bottle of pills and dumped them into his hand.

For Daichi.

He thought.

He went to the whiskey cabinet and opened the bottle with his teeth, he swallowed a few mouthfuls, enjoying the hiring sensation, and swallowed the pills.

Suga's vision was already a but fuzzy from the whiskey , stumbling around until he hit his head an passed out.

•time skip•

*muffled voices*
"I'm not sure.."
*muffled voice*
"Yes sir, I'm aware of that"
*deep voice but still muffled*

Sugawara slowly opened his eyes.
There was a man with black hair sitting in a chair holding his hand. Beside a bed that Suga was in.
The walls where white, the roof and floors where white. The lady the black haired man was talking to was dressed in white.

Everything was white except for then man. He wore a black dress shirt with some dark pants. Well almost all of the man was black, that was except for the shoes he wore.
He looked muscular.

Sugawara tried to move, only to receive a painful headache. And a mask on his face, many cords where hooked on him. Suga let out a groan.

The black haired man turned his head towards him, away from the lady.

Tears formed at the corners of the mans eyes, the man squeezed his hand, "Suga!" He was crying now, yelling "he's awake, he's awAKE!!"

A whole bunch of people came into the room, many Suga didn't recognize.
A short orange haired kid, a grumpy looking blond guy being dragged by a brown haired freckled kid.

The lady was trying to push everyone out, saying he needed room, the black haired man leaned down and kissed Suga's hand.

Why was he kissing his hand? How did he know him? Where what he? Who where these people?

He tried to speak, but finding his voice lost with the others.
He coughed a bit and swallowed.

"Excuse me!" That got everyone's attention, he looked at the black haired man.

"Who are you?"

Authors Note: it's 11:07pm and I'm tired