CLAMP Campus Detectives: Walking Down The Street On A Rainy Day, I Met A Stranger
Title: Walking Down The Street On A Rainy Day, I Met A Stranger
Author: papered
Fandom: CLAMP Campus Detectives
Characters/Pairing: Imonoyama Nokoru
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300
Summary: What family means.
Notes: I was going to do another song drabble meme for Nokoru, since I wanted to do something quick and simple to get myself started with CCD fanfic, but this ficlet had things I wanted to expand on, so I made it a stand-alone instead. Inspired by Philip Glass's instrumental, Dead Things.
It's a secret that not many people know, and they strive to keep it that way. But it's the truth. As wealthy and successful as the Imonoyama family seems, they lack the one thing that's perhaps the most important: they're hardly a family. Everyone's far too busy, has too much to do. He can't remember the last time he saw his older siblings. Their only contact is through email and the phone, and even then, everything is painfully formal.
Thank you for your kind invitation, Nokoru-san. I'll have my secretary write down the date.
A Happy New Year to you as well. I hope that you are in good health, Imonoyama Kaichou.
It was a pleasure to hear from you, Nokoru-sama.
He knows of them, has seen pictures of their faces. But he doesn't know them - they're just strangers on the street. Does his mother have a favourite flower? His eldest sister - what is her favourite colour? What are her hobbies?
So many seemingly meaningless questions Nokoru wishes he can answer.
Hospitalized after yet another kidnapping attempt, his room is full of gifts and cards from his many admirers, but there are no visitors other than Suoh and Akira. He appreciates their presence, but it makes the lack of other company all the more evident.
Kaichou! How are you feeling? They say you'll be well enough to leave tomorrow.
Takamura-sempai and I were so worried, Kaichou!
His wounds hurt, but there's a hollow ache in his chest that hurts more.
He knows better than anyone that family isn't determined by blood.
He has his two friends, who matter more than anyone else in the world. And as much as he wishes he had that same relationship with his blood family, this is enough.
Because this is all he has.
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Author: papered
Fandom: CLAMP Campus Detectives
Characters/Pairing: Imonoyama Nokoru
Rating: PG
Word Count: 300
Summary: What family means.
Notes: I was going to do another song drabble meme for Nokoru, since I wanted to do something quick and simple to get myself started with CCD fanfic, but this ficlet had things I wanted to expand on, so I made it a stand-alone instead. Inspired by Philip Glass's instrumental, Dead Things.
It's a secret that not many people know, and they strive to keep it that way. But it's the truth. As wealthy and successful as the Imonoyama family seems, they lack the one thing that's perhaps the most important: they're hardly a family. Everyone's far too busy, has too much to do. He can't remember the last time he saw his older siblings. Their only contact is through email and the phone, and even then, everything is painfully formal.
Thank you for your kind invitation, Nokoru-san. I'll have my secretary write down the date.
A Happy New Year to you as well. I hope that you are in good health, Imonoyama Kaichou.
It was a pleasure to hear from you, Nokoru-sama.
He knows of them, has seen pictures of their faces. But he doesn't know them - they're just strangers on the street. Does his mother have a favourite flower? His eldest sister - what is her favourite colour? What are her hobbies?
So many seemingly meaningless questions Nokoru wishes he can answer.
Hospitalized after yet another kidnapping attempt, his room is full of gifts and cards from his many admirers, but there are no visitors other than Suoh and Akira. He appreciates their presence, but it makes the lack of other company all the more evident.
Kaichou! How are you feeling? They say you'll be well enough to leave tomorrow.
Takamura-sempai and I were so worried, Kaichou!
His wounds hurt, but there's a hollow ache in his chest that hurts more.
He knows better than anyone that family isn't determined by blood.
He has his two friends, who matter more than anyone else in the world. And as much as he wishes he had that same relationship with his blood family, this is enough.
Because this is all he has.
+ Feedback would be greatly appreciated.
+ Like what you've read? Please friend!