"Chifuyu!" the long-haired man exclaimed for what seemed the hundredth time.

The other person just laughed at his friend's antics.

"I'm going to strangle myself here!"

"Don't be dramatic. You'll be fine, 'tora."

Kazutora pouted at Chifuyu's reply. He's been trying to set up the Halloween decorations for half an hour now, but to no avail. On top of that, Chifuyu wouldn't even help him. What a traitor.

No.

He shouldn't think that way.

This man helped him after he got out of jail. Offered him a job and a place to stay. He treated him with kindness although Kazutora knows that he did that for Baji's sake.

"Here, let me help. Why are you worried so much? It's just a party." Chifuyu said, taking the ghost decorations in hand and setting them up.

Kazutora glared at the decorations. Why couldn't he do that when Chifuyu made it look so easy?

"it's just..." Kazutora paused for a moment before continuing "I'm worried I'll mess up"

The again was implied. It's a secret to no one that these past months which Kazutora has been out of jail he's been really clumsy. Considerate but clumsy nonetheless. Offering help to everyone, trying to redeem himself for his past actions no matter how many times Chifuyu told him it's no need. Despite all of Kazutora's heartfelt attempts at helping, they all ended up in chaos.

He shuddered remembering the time he ruined one of Mitsuya's designs. He apologized at least a thousand times, even offered to pay for the damage. He expected Mitsuya to be angry, to scream, tell him off for being such a useless person. Just like his father once did. However, Mitsuya looked at him and smiled.

Smiled

Said it was no problem and that the fabric was very cheap and easily tearable. Kazutora knew he was lying but couldn't bring himself to say something. He didn't want his friends to pity him. He knew he made mistakes. Some of them that can never be forgiven and that's why he tried even harder to be supportive of them and help.

Why can he never be of help?

Chifuyu looked at him in the eyes and frowned.

"It will be alright. We're almost ready. Just need to buy the snacks. Let's go get them together," Chifuyu said, knowing that the tattooed man needed some fresh air.

"Do you have a favorite candy?" Chifuyu asked when they entered the supermarket.

"Not really. I've never celebrated Halloween."

"Wait, seriously? What about the sweets? The costumes? All the horror movies!"

"I wasn't allowed any of that while living with my father."

"Oh," Chifuyu stopped the conversation right there. Kazutora's father was always a sore subject. After so many months that they've been living together, the bicolored man still didn't want to talk about him. Chifuyu chose to keep himself busy by reading the ingredients of one of the products.

Neither man made an attempt to break the silence until Kazutora spoke up.

"What was Baji's favorite candy?" he asked in a small voice.

Chifuyu wouldn't have heard the question had he not been right beside him. He was surprised of the question. Kazutora rarely asked him questions related to Baji. He remained quiet for a moment. Kazutora looked at him, afraid that he crossed a line and was ready to apologize before Chifuyu replied.

"He really liked all the different KitKat chocolates they would release for Halloween. And the Sanrio Halloween cookies. He always made fun of me for liking romance manga and anime but he had a soft spot for Hello Kitty."

"One Halloween he tasted some spicy candy I do not remember the name of. I told him not to do that but he still did and got a stomachache. We had to stay home because he was vomiting. When he stopped, we watched Hocus Pocus. He knew all the lyrics by heart." Chifuyu laughed remembering that night and continued telling him stories about the Halloweens they spent together, there in the supermarket.

That one time they went to a Halloween party, dressed up as Superman and Batman and when they were returning, they stopped a petty thief from stealing a grandma's purse. Baji struck the guy and broke his nose. The violence was unnecessary but Baji was always the one for the dramatics.

"Batman doesn't kill people, Baji-san." Chifuyu had to remind him.

The old lady thanked them and even gave them some chocolate. It was really nice of her but the greatest part about that specific Halloween was her young grandson. He was probably five or six years old and he really believed he met his two favorite superheroes.

Another year, they were too bored to dress up and chose to have a movie marathon with all the Halloween classics. Both of them were sure the other would shit himself scared. They even made a bet that whoever was afraid had treat the winner for a whole week. In the end, they both were scared so much they couldn't sleep. At every single sound they hid under the covers. They even went to the bathroom together.

"I'm totally not scared, 'fuyu"

"Then why did you ask me to come to the bathroom with you?"

"So you're not left alone. You think I didn't notice you nearly shitting your pants?"

There was also this one time they went as Mario and Luigi. Baji talked in a fake Italian accent for the whole night. At first, he tried to make Chifuyu dress up as Princess Peach. Had the costume ready and everything.

"Why can't you be Princess Peach?"

"Who's the petite one here?"

"Do you want me to punch you? You got tired of fake blood and want some real one, you piece of shit?"

"Chifuyu don't be vulgar."

"I'm surprised you even know that word!"

Realizing Kazutora hadn't spoken a word, he looked at Kazutora who still remained silent. As if he hadn't noticed Chifuyu stopped speaking.

The man had lowered his head and was staring at the floor.

Chifuyu approached the other man and saw him crying silently.

"I'm sorry, Chifuyu," he said in between sobs.

"I'm really sorry. If I hadn't done that-" he stuttered. "If I hadn't done that, he would still be here. You would be happy. You would spend Halloween together. But I had to ruin it. I ruin everything. Why are you so nice? You should hate me I'm the reason Baji isn't here! I'm the reason he died. He should be here and not me!"

"Kazutora.." Chifuyu whispered.

The taller man sniffed and wiped away his tears. He was ready to leave when Chifuyu pulled him in a hug.

"I wish many things could have gone differently. But befriending you is not one of them."

They stayed like that for a few moments before a small voice interrupted them.

"Mommy, what are those two old guys doing there?"

Chifuyu and Kazutora immediately pulled away from the hug and stared wide eyed at the small boy who was pointing at them and at the boy's mother.

"Don't look at them, honey. Creepers these days have no shame," the mother said before dragging her son to the next aisle.

Chifuyu and Kazutora looked at each other for a moment and burst out laughing.

"Well, that was a first," Chifuyu said.

"The poor mother thinks we traumatized her child."

"She'll get over it."

"So, about those Sanrio cookies- the snacks! We forgot the snacks. We've been here for an hour and haven't bought anything yet!" Kazutora said panicking.

"That can wait. There's something more important we have to do first," Chifuyu responded.

"What do you mean?" Kazutora wondered

"Do you like peyoung yakisoba?" Chifuyu asked.

"Can't say I've ever had one," Kazutora confessed, not expecting the strange question.

"Come on, we can share."