Hearing a crash from inside the apartment, Ritsu cringed. He quietly messed with the silver band on his left hand, wondering what to do. He had already called their closest friend, and he was going to be awhile since the train was slow this particular rainy day.

He felt so useless...

If he tried again to help, it'll make it worse... At those thoughts he rubbed the top of his head, still hurting from when the dictionary was thrown at him.

'He's still so angry...' Ritsu began to cry, finally breaking down after a week of his husband's break down.

'That's right...' Ritsu stood up, walking to the elevator and down to the first floor, walking out into the rain without a care. 'Maybe dinner might help...'

Useless!

He wipes the tears trailing down his face.

Annoying!

He cringes at the memory, picking up his pace.

I want to forget...

He can see it up ahead, the traffic light, now halting the vehicles. 'If I continue like this, I can make it.' He goes into a rapid jogging pace, ignoring the people giving him worried looks since he didn't have an umbrella on him.

Feeling his ring becoming a little too tight, he takes it off for a moment. As he keeps moving he absentmindedly wipes off the rain even though he knew it was a losing battle. As he felt the inside of the ring for a second though, he feels some indentions and looked to see.

'Did... did he put something on the inside? Why didn't I see this earlier?'

"Ritsu? Ritsu?!" At the voice, Ritsu turns, his eyes colliding with blue before a flash to the side distracts him.

It was all too fast. The loud noises, a spine-chilling scream. He felt a ferociously stabbing pain everywhere.

At this point, Ritsu couldn't feel the ring anymore and panicked, his chest now hurting at the loss. 'W-where did it go?!'

"Ritsu!" He ignored the voice, his eyes becoming so weak it was closing, but still searching for the ring.

"Stay with me Ritsu! Ritsu!" He registers the voice, hoping it would help him. "Damn it!"

"T-the rin-g," he chokes out, "I-I can't find the r-ring, Tak... Takafu-mi..."

"Don't focus on that, don't," he felt hands forcing his face to look up, his eyes barely focusing on the older distressed male trying not to let him rest permanently. "Where does it hurt?"

"H-hurt...?" Reality hits him and he sobs, his mind now registering to him the pain at it's fullest. "It hurts!" he wanted to close his eyes so badly.

I want to forget...

"Don't close your eyes!" Takafumi then curses, looking around frantically before trying to maintain eye contact with Ritsu. "Why did you come out here all by yourself in the rain?! Idiot!"

"Din-" he hisses in pain, "Dinner..."

He hears his friend choke a little, his voice strained as he lightly slapped Ritsu's cheeks to keep him awake. "Idiot! I brought take-out..." His eyes widen seeing Ritsu's eyelids struggle to keep open. "Oy! Don't-"

"I... I'm so useless, huh..?" Ritsu whispers hoarsely. "Te-tell him... Tell him that-" "NO! Don't-!" Takafumi heard the sirens of the ambulance and tried to shake him awake, feeling dread and hope course through his veins. "Ritsu... They're here... See?!"

"Make... Make su-sure he eats dinn-ner..." Ritsu whispers weakly, his eyes closing as he succumbed to the coldness of the falling rain.

This is a sort of side-prequel for another story that is going to happen soon, involving Takafumi's life as an attorney. Yes, Ace Attorney! I've wanted this for a while now.

I'll probably be a little bad at the actual dialogue in court and objections and all that, but...

Misaki will be his sidekick and client along with Henmi.

- As parody allows, Misaki will dress in kimono and will have the ability to communicate with spirits and Henmi will have extraordinary good luck.

This story, it's nostalgia-centric because I wanted to flesh them out and the background of this AU.

Then it's Takafumi's spotlight, with them as supporting.