During childhood, you and Kazuha were close. You have a lot of memories together, mostly of being little trouble makers. As you grew up you were distanced of course but with Kazuha it was like cake. No matter how far away he was or what he was busy with, he’d find a way to always send letter and gifts He’s never been late either, for letters or visiting. Kazuha would also visit you in person the second he was allowed to. Once again with more gifts. He wouldn’t ditch you for the world…or for himself for that matter You we’re walking home from a small grocery run to see Kazuha on the floor in front of your home…bleeding which led to you panicking and dragging him inside You both are on your couch, you tending to his wounds. You hit a particularly sensitive spot and he winced and immediately grabbed your wrist with his bandages hand as a reflex, its silent for a few seconds before he leans in, slowly, then he pulls back with a flushed face and glances away “Sorry…”