[Fic] Leaving
Title: Leaving
Author: are-in
Pairing: Hinted of Akame
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I love the boys…and they love me back (in dreams)
Summary: He just had to leave
Warning: non-beta.
A/N 1: Kame-centric. Wrote this just in one night. Sorry if they’re not making any sense. Just had to let them out of mind.
He closed the lid of his last luggage. He looked around his room. This room had kept too many wonderful events that had happened in his life. He smiled to himself, remembering the happy things that had take place there.
He walked out from his bedroom into the living room. White cloths covered every furniture and space in the living room. Same as his bedroom, his living room had also be a witnessed to the wonderful events in his life. Everything that present in the apartment, every nook and crook of his apartment were the witnessed of his happiness and his sadness.
He shook his head as his mind tried to drag his consciousness into that wonderful memory lane. It’s all in the past. He had told that so many times to his heart and mind, unfortunately, they refuse to believe them.
Looking at his watch, he quickly made a move to the door, dragging his luggage behind him. After making sure that the door was safely locked, he walked to the elevator. As the door closed, he looked sadly to the door to his apartment. He’s going to missed it and he knew that.
He walked out of the elevator as the elevator’s door opened when it reached the lobby of his apartment building. He went to the front door only to see that a taxi was already waiting for him. He quickly loaded his luggage into the taxi trunk and went to take his place at the hind seat. He cast his beloved home -his apartment had been his heaven and sometimes his hell, but it stills his beloved home- a last glanced and silently bid his goodbye, as the taxi slowly started to move.
~~~
Narita Airport
After 45 minutes journey, he reached his destination. He went out from the taxi and waited for the driver unloaded his luggage from the trunk. Receiving his luggage and putting them safely onto a cart, he gave the driver an amount of money and told him to keep the change. Then, he slowly went inside the airport straight to the counter.
His flight was in half an hour. He walked to the waiting area and sat at the most secluded seat that he can find. As he waited, his mind started to wander off the most unforgettable memory lane. He felt his lips curve into a bitter smile, his eyes sting, his tears threatening to fall down.
His heart felt like it was stabbed by millions of needles.
Hush, hush mind. There’s no need to remember.
Hush, hush tears. There’s no need to come out.
Hush, hush heart. There’s no need to hurt.
Everything’s had been done.
No need to remember.
No need to cry.
No need to hurt.
Everything’s over.
‘Passengers for flight FM 114 to Paris, please check in at terminal 3. Plane will take off in 15 minutes’
The sudden announcement brought him back to reality. He wiped away the tears that had fall down without him noticing. He sat rooted to his seat, unable to make his feet move. He watched as people walked passed his seat to the stated terminal.
He looked at the entrance to the airport, praying, hoping, wishing for his love one to rush in. But there’s no figure that’s familiar to him. He chuckled bitterly to himself. What he was expecting for. Everything had been done. Everything was over.
‘This is the last called for passengers for flight FM 114 to Paris, please check in at terminal 3.’
This is it. He thought. He slowly stood up from his seat and walked to terminal 3. After everything was check, he walked passed the security -not without casting a last glance at the entrance- into his plane.
Goodbye, Jin.
A/N 2: Sorry for not having Akame interaction.
A/N 3:Comments are love.
Author: are-in
Pairing: Hinted of Akame
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I love the boys…and they love me back (in dreams)
Summary: He just had to leave
Warning: non-beta.
A/N 1: Kame-centric. Wrote this just in one night. Sorry if they’re not making any sense. Just had to let them out of mind.
He closed the lid of his last luggage. He looked around his room. This room had kept too many wonderful events that had happened in his life. He smiled to himself, remembering the happy things that had take place there.
He walked out from his bedroom into the living room. White cloths covered every furniture and space in the living room. Same as his bedroom, his living room had also be a witnessed to the wonderful events in his life. Everything that present in the apartment, every nook and crook of his apartment were the witnessed of his happiness and his sadness.
He shook his head as his mind tried to drag his consciousness into that wonderful memory lane. It’s all in the past. He had told that so many times to his heart and mind, unfortunately, they refuse to believe them.
Looking at his watch, he quickly made a move to the door, dragging his luggage behind him. After making sure that the door was safely locked, he walked to the elevator. As the door closed, he looked sadly to the door to his apartment. He’s going to missed it and he knew that.
He walked out of the elevator as the elevator’s door opened when it reached the lobby of his apartment building. He went to the front door only to see that a taxi was already waiting for him. He quickly loaded his luggage into the taxi trunk and went to take his place at the hind seat. He cast his beloved home -his apartment had been his heaven and sometimes his hell, but it stills his beloved home- a last glanced and silently bid his goodbye, as the taxi slowly started to move.
~~~
Narita Airport
After 45 minutes journey, he reached his destination. He went out from the taxi and waited for the driver unloaded his luggage from the trunk. Receiving his luggage and putting them safely onto a cart, he gave the driver an amount of money and told him to keep the change. Then, he slowly went inside the airport straight to the counter.
His flight was in half an hour. He walked to the waiting area and sat at the most secluded seat that he can find. As he waited, his mind started to wander off the most unforgettable memory lane. He felt his lips curve into a bitter smile, his eyes sting, his tears threatening to fall down.
His heart felt like it was stabbed by millions of needles.
Hush, hush mind. There’s no need to remember.
Hush, hush tears. There’s no need to come out.
Hush, hush heart. There’s no need to hurt.
Everything’s had been done.
No need to remember.
No need to cry.
No need to hurt.
Everything’s over.
‘Passengers for flight FM 114 to Paris, please check in at terminal 3. Plane will take off in 15 minutes’
The sudden announcement brought him back to reality. He wiped away the tears that had fall down without him noticing. He sat rooted to his seat, unable to make his feet move. He watched as people walked passed his seat to the stated terminal.
He looked at the entrance to the airport, praying, hoping, wishing for his love one to rush in. But there’s no figure that’s familiar to him. He chuckled bitterly to himself. What he was expecting for. Everything had been done. Everything was over.
‘This is the last called for passengers for flight FM 114 to Paris, please check in at terminal 3.’
This is it. He thought. He slowly stood up from his seat and walked to terminal 3. After everything was check, he walked passed the security -not without casting a last glance at the entrance- into his plane.
Goodbye, Jin.
A/N 2: Sorry for not having Akame interaction.
A/N 3:Comments are love.