The Beauty in Loneliness [fanfiction]~
I was in a writers block for quite a while, but I managed to dig myself out of it...let's hope I can get out of the other holes that I fell into. XD Here's my new fic! It's extremely short. But I can't be expected to write a super long fic after a super long writers block, beside, I'm at my best with short fics anyway... Enjoy~
Title: The Beauty in Loneliness
Pairing: Yonehara Kousuke x Kamiyama Ryuji
Rating: G
Summary: Ryuji enjoys photographing beautiful things in his life, but what is more beautiful to him-- love or loneliness?
Author's note: I'm actually satisfied how it turned out...I don't think I've ever ended a story quite like this one, so it's something new. I'm not exactly sure where the inspiration came from either...it's went from watching the Wishing On PV, to Believe, and then I don't remember...
I take pictures of beautiful things. The sky and the ocean are my motivation. Nature is not beautiful, but beautiful is nature. People are part of the beauty that walk across the streets that I photograph; a simple couple holding hands. An emotion I have yet to explore. Putting down his pen, Kamiyama Ryuji then closed his photo album and set it aside on a table. He picked up his camera and pulled the strap over his head, messing his hair slightly. Walking up to the mirror, he gently ran his fingers through his hair, smiled, and then gave an approving wink before he set off out his front door. The sun was beginning to set; the sky a tint of purple and splotches of orange lit the sky. Taking a short walk to the nearest park, he noticed the aura of sweet kisses and locked hands. Then his eyes skimmed past the young and old couples as he saw a lone figure, his composure told a silent story. He waited for no one and no one would show him emotions of the night, just as Ryuji felt as he quickly snapped a picture of the gloomy boy; whose vibrant pink shirt made him look even more alone. The night is full of passionate expressions. I take pictures of beautiful things. Love is beautiful. Yet loneliness is even more. Casually walking closer to his photographed boy, Ryuji looking in the other direction then carefully sat next to him.
"No obnoxious greeting?" The shorter boy smiled, and then turned to Ryuji.
"What?!" Ryuji, surprised at the comment, turned. He faced his beautiful model, band member Yonehara Kousuke. "Heh? It's just you, Ko-chan."
"You think you'd know what I looked like by now after some 9 years," Kousuke laughed and put down the book he was reading.
Giving a small giggle, Ryuji held tightly onto his camera. "What are you doing out here? Checking out all the girls? They're all taken; I hope you know, at this time of day."
"I was watching the sky, actually," The older boy's voice softened as he looked up away from Ryuji, "I've been lonely for 23 years of my life, there is no point in looking right now anyway." Without responding, Ryuji crept to the ground on his knees beside the bench and quietly took a picture of his band mate and the sky. "What are you doing?" Kousuke smiled looking down into the lens of the camera. He snapped another picture. "What's wrong with you?" He laughed and puckered his lips towards the camera.
"I'm not looking either, but that doesn't mean I can't explore those emotions." Ryuji moved his camera down and looked up at Kousuke with a serious expression. His eyes were a deep brown with a hint of the sky in its shine and his lips, soft and entrancing, seemed redder in the disappearing sun light.
"Ryuji, what's more beautiful-love or loneliness?" Kousuke leaned towards the younger boy without smiling.
Love is beautiful. Yet loneliness is even more. Ryuji repeated the expression in his head as he drowned himself in Kousuke's gaze. "Loneliness is more beautiful...if that loneliness happens to be my love." Pausing, Ryuji gave a shy smile, his cheeks a colored with a hind of pink.
"Ryuji, you are my beautiful..."
I take pictures of beautiful things. The sky and the ocean are my motivation. Nature is not beautiful, but beautiful is nature. People are part of the beauty that walk across the streets that I photograph; a simple couple holding hands. An emotion I start to explore. Love is beautiful. Yet loneliness is even more. Through loneliness I find love, and through love-I find you. You are my beautiful.
Title: The Beauty in Loneliness
Pairing: Yonehara Kousuke x Kamiyama Ryuji
Rating: G
Summary: Ryuji enjoys photographing beautiful things in his life, but what is more beautiful to him-- love or loneliness?
Author's note: I'm actually satisfied how it turned out...I don't think I've ever ended a story quite like this one, so it's something new. I'm not exactly sure where the inspiration came from either...it's went from watching the Wishing On PV, to Believe, and then I don't remember...
I take pictures of beautiful things. The sky and the ocean are my motivation. Nature is not beautiful, but beautiful is nature. People are part of the beauty that walk across the streets that I photograph; a simple couple holding hands. An emotion I have yet to explore. Putting down his pen, Kamiyama Ryuji then closed his photo album and set it aside on a table. He picked up his camera and pulled the strap over his head, messing his hair slightly. Walking up to the mirror, he gently ran his fingers through his hair, smiled, and then gave an approving wink before he set off out his front door. The sun was beginning to set; the sky a tint of purple and splotches of orange lit the sky. Taking a short walk to the nearest park, he noticed the aura of sweet kisses and locked hands. Then his eyes skimmed past the young and old couples as he saw a lone figure, his composure told a silent story. He waited for no one and no one would show him emotions of the night, just as Ryuji felt as he quickly snapped a picture of the gloomy boy; whose vibrant pink shirt made him look even more alone. The night is full of passionate expressions. I take pictures of beautiful things. Love is beautiful. Yet loneliness is even more. Casually walking closer to his photographed boy, Ryuji looking in the other direction then carefully sat next to him.
"No obnoxious greeting?" The shorter boy smiled, and then turned to Ryuji.
"What?!" Ryuji, surprised at the comment, turned. He faced his beautiful model, band member Yonehara Kousuke. "Heh? It's just you, Ko-chan."
"You think you'd know what I looked like by now after some 9 years," Kousuke laughed and put down the book he was reading.
Giving a small giggle, Ryuji held tightly onto his camera. "What are you doing out here? Checking out all the girls? They're all taken; I hope you know, at this time of day."
"I was watching the sky, actually," The older boy's voice softened as he looked up away from Ryuji, "I've been lonely for 23 years of my life, there is no point in looking right now anyway." Without responding, Ryuji crept to the ground on his knees beside the bench and quietly took a picture of his band mate and the sky. "What are you doing?" Kousuke smiled looking down into the lens of the camera. He snapped another picture. "What's wrong with you?" He laughed and puckered his lips towards the camera.
"I'm not looking either, but that doesn't mean I can't explore those emotions." Ryuji moved his camera down and looked up at Kousuke with a serious expression. His eyes were a deep brown with a hint of the sky in its shine and his lips, soft and entrancing, seemed redder in the disappearing sun light.
"Ryuji, what's more beautiful-love or loneliness?" Kousuke leaned towards the younger boy without smiling.
Love is beautiful. Yet loneliness is even more. Ryuji repeated the expression in his head as he drowned himself in Kousuke's gaze. "Loneliness is more beautiful...if that loneliness happens to be my love." Pausing, Ryuji gave a shy smile, his cheeks a colored with a hind of pink.
"Ryuji, you are my beautiful..."
I take pictures of beautiful things. The sky and the ocean are my motivation. Nature is not beautiful, but beautiful is nature. People are part of the beauty that walk across the streets that I photograph; a simple couple holding hands. An emotion I start to explore. Love is beautiful. Yet loneliness is even more. Through loneliness I find love, and through love-I find you. You are my beautiful.