Supernova [Chapter 1]
Title: Supernova
Chapters: 1/?
Genre: Romance. Angst. Fluff. Smut.
Warnings: Angst. Slight fluff. Manxman kisses.
Ratings: PG-13
Pairings: AoixUruha
Disclaimer: I only own my imagination ♪
Synopsis: I want to try to make it cease, the need of you. Because I can't want you...You have someone by your side already, I can't claim anything from you.
Comments: The sequel to Stardust ~~ It will be short, might end with the next chapter :)
Day 3
It's sunday.
I'm on the sand alone. I look around me, I see nobody. Nothing. Not even a bird. And it's a starless night. There are clouds and so, nothing shines.
Few steps away there's this house I've rented for my annual holiday. When usually we would spend our time together, for once I took a decision. I'm not going to run to you, even that desperate. Because everytime I do, you awake both happiness and sadness and it's something I can't take anymore.
I want to cry and laugh at the same time. I can't be happy, so I'm here sad. Isn't it better?
Last night I dreamt about you, about her. You were going to get married, she was pregnant. I woke up crying and my tears flowed for a long time. It seemed so real. I checked my phone out to see if you had sent me anything but you didn't and I was relieved. And even more sad.
I have no news for two days now. I'm not a fool, I know I think about you more than you do about me. Well, I'm not giving you any sign either, I don't want to. I came here and it's for a reason...I want to try to make it cease, the need of you. Because I can't want you...You have someone by your side already, I can't claim anything from you.
I'm doing good so far, I'm starting to hate you. Little by little. Because you're too blind to see how much you mean to me, because you can't see all the pain you're causing. You're cruel. You're a monster. You have everything in the palm of your hand. Everything but me. It's such an irony.
I want you to crawl back to me, I want you to worry so much that you can't sleep at night. I want to give troubles to your couple, I want to destroy your life and at the same time, I know as soon as those things would happen, I'd feel guilty, I'd reassure you, I'd fucking turn around to pick you up from the ground.
I'm that gentle.
I'm that pathetic.
Day 4
You called. I was swimming when you did. You left a message, asking if everything was fine and that you wanted me to give you some news at least. You said you understand I need space and loneliness but that it wasn't necessarily a solution to my heartache. You stupidly think I'm loving a stranger to pieces when the stranger is you. Fucking idiot.
I only took Reita's call. He told me that you were always asking him if he had some news about me. Reita is awesome. He told you that I don't want to talk to anyone, that I'm stubborn and that I won't do something I don't want to do. Exactly.
I don't want to give you any satisfaction. You're not important, you shouldn't be. Have nice holidays with your bitch and leave me alone.
Day 7
Bunch of messages, emails, calls. All from you. I can't even grin wickedly, reading them, seeing how worried you are. I hear your pleading voice, "please call me back, send me something, even three words."
I turn it off. Thanks God you don't know where I am, you'd be here already.
Day 9
Reita is mad at me. He called and practically shouted. I should reassure you, you're feeling bad about me to the point you collapsed today. It seems you don't sleep well, you barely eat. She can't do anything about it because it's about me. I'm crying. I didn't even end the call with Reita, I simply hung up on him, breaking down.
I'm sorry. I'm so stupid, I'm sorry...
- Aoi?
My voice is so weak that I even doubt you heard it.
A sigh.
- Why do you ignore me? What wrong things did I do to you?
No, don't tell me you're crying. Aoi, don't fucking cry for someone like me...I don't deserve your tears.
- I wasn't ignoring you.
A lie. But I can't hurt you anymore. Even when you shattered me, completely.
- Then what?
- I told you...I needed to be by my own. I'm sorry. I told you Aoi. Why did you sicken yourself about me?
He sniffled loudly, took a deep breath.
- I fucking care for you! You're my friend, I care Uruha! And it kills me to see you like this!
It was warm and wet on his cheeks. Warm in his heart. Falling for him again...Endlessly.
- Uruha? Are you still here?
- I'm sorry Aoi.
Yes he could hear his crying voice but, he couldn't fight anymore. It had been stupid to act like this and to hear how much he meant to Aoi, even if it would never be deep, it was enought to shake his feelings and to make him surrender.
- Don't cry...I hate it when you cry.
Uruha resisted to sob. Until he couldn't anymore.
- Uruha...Please don't cry. Or do it when I'm around, right now I can't do anything and it's a terrible feeling.
- I try...I try to stop but...I can't.
- And now you make me cry too.
Aoi could hear him laugh. Uruha was a paradox, he would laugh and cry at the same time, he would smile and show sorrow at the same time. There was still something he couldn't grasp properly about him, his mysterious nature was driving him mad all the time he would decide to stay alone, to push him away.
- I need you, don't ever do that to me again.
- I won't.
- When are you coming back?
- Next friday.
- I want to see you then. Is that okay with you?
- Of course it is Aoi.
A little laugh.
- Fine, take care until then and the first thing I want to see from you is a smile.
Uruha looked at the shining sea from his window. He put his cellphone down, wiped his tears away and closed his eyes. The wind caressed his face so smoothly that he almost thought it was someone's hands.
His warm hand on his cheek.
- You're smiling.
Uruha's lips stretched wider for him.
- You should always smile.
Hours passed and Aoi found himself on Uruha's carpet, laughing with him. The worry and the pain were far from this place for once. The world was reduced to them, the movies they watched together, the jokes, the little nothings they would tell each other, naturally. Until the silence found its spot between their laughs. And until Aoi made it go away.
- So how do you feel?
Uruha took time to reply. A proof he was trying not to lie to his friend.
- I think I'm doing fine.
Aoi grabbed his hand and their eyes met, Uruha losing himself in his dark fascinating eyes.
- I really hope you do. I'm always here for you, do you know that?
The blond nodded and glanced at his clock. Soon his eyes widened.
- Oh crap, it's 3am! She must be waiting for you, you should hurry and go back home.
Aoi looked away.
- She isn't waiting anymore.
The blond frowned.
- Wh-What?
The dark haired finally looked at him.
- We broke up.
Uruha sat on his knees, holding Aoi's hands, worried by the sadness piercing in his voice.
- Aoi...When?
- When you were away.
Suddenly his eyes were burning. He hooked his arms around Aoi and started to cry, muffling his apologies against the crook of his neck. The dark haired rubbed his back gently, touched by his friend's reaction.
- Why do you cry?
- I've been an awful friend...I wasn't here when you needed me the most. I was only thinking about myself.
Aoi smiled sadly. No, he would never be mad at Uruha for anything. He couldn't.
- I think I was more desperate not to hear anything about you than about my break-up.
He laughed and Uruha pulled away to look into his eyes. They were shining. Aoi let a finger erase a tear that was rolling slowly on the other's creamy skin. He stared at the trembling lips of Uruha and found him utterly beautiful.
Did he think about what he was doing? Not that much. It didn't matter, it was superficial, it was useless. The only thing he knew was that he wanted his lips on his. And Uruha took his breath away. He pressed onto Aoi's lips harder, this moment he had waited for was finally here. And Aoi was dazed by the passion in their kiss, the way they would stick them, the way their tongues were all over each other in an insane frenzy...
He closed his eyes at the sensation of Uruha's quick breaths beside his ear, at his blond hair tickling his skin, at his warm hands still clutching him strongly. His plush lips were running over the skin of his neck and Aoi shivered.
In one swift movement he framed Uruha's face between his hands and they stared at each other, both trying to read their mind. Afraid. Expectant.
- It's me?
Uruha was drowning in his dark eyes. He couldn't speak.
- Tell me it's not me...
What was that tone now? Why Aoi's face was suddenly showing sadness? Uruha pressed his lips together anxiously and found the force to look away.
Here is your truth.
- Uruha.
The blond closed his eyes. Like this he couldn't find it absurd. This situation. Aoi's hand slid smoothly against his cheek, no, he was caressing it. And it felt so good...
- It's getting late. You should...You know...Go.
The dark haired frowned, not understanding why suddenly things changed.
- But we were...
- Go home Aoi. I need to be alone.
Interrupted and now almost holding back his breath, Aoi couldn't figure him out. One of his best friend. He was thinking about what happened during the last minutes and it was only now that his mind was swearing at himself, that he kissed Uruha, that maybe he was his friend's crush, that surely...Uruha suffered and was still suffering because of him who had been too blind to see anything.
He was too troubled and the way Uruha had talked to him was enough to make him surrender. No, insisting right now will lead to more awkwardness and it seemed they both needed some time alone to think deeply about this weird night.
- Please.
The blond had whispered this single word, still held by his dearest friend. And soon, the warm touch was replaced by a cold feeling, as if Uruha was now naked without Aoi's hands on his skin. Vulnerable.
Aoi didn't utter a single word and left.
The little bottle of beer had flied five seconds before breaking into pieces when it hit the wall. The sound of broken glass was followed by loud sobs.
Nothing seemed to go right for Uruha.
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Why is my Uruha so angsty? Well because he was in the oneshot haha. Besides, angst is beautiful despite the fact it makes us sad, I hope you agree haha. Hm, I wrote this in a weird state weeks ago, I was expecting some things to happen but found out that it was hopeless haha. This was supposed to be only a oneshot and the way I ended it convinced me that a short chapetered story would be better hey ♥
Chapters: 1/?
Genre: Romance. Angst. Fluff. Smut.
Warnings: Angst. Slight fluff. Manxman kisses.
Ratings: PG-13
Pairings: AoixUruha
Disclaimer: I only own my imagination ♪
Synopsis: I want to try to make it cease, the need of you. Because I can't want you...You have someone by your side already, I can't claim anything from you.
Comments: The sequel to Stardust ~~ It will be short, might end with the next chapter :)
Day 3
It's sunday.
I'm on the sand alone. I look around me, I see nobody. Nothing. Not even a bird. And it's a starless night. There are clouds and so, nothing shines.
Few steps away there's this house I've rented for my annual holiday. When usually we would spend our time together, for once I took a decision. I'm not going to run to you, even that desperate. Because everytime I do, you awake both happiness and sadness and it's something I can't take anymore.
I want to cry and laugh at the same time. I can't be happy, so I'm here sad. Isn't it better?
Last night I dreamt about you, about her. You were going to get married, she was pregnant. I woke up crying and my tears flowed for a long time. It seemed so real. I checked my phone out to see if you had sent me anything but you didn't and I was relieved. And even more sad.
I have no news for two days now. I'm not a fool, I know I think about you more than you do about me. Well, I'm not giving you any sign either, I don't want to. I came here and it's for a reason...I want to try to make it cease, the need of you. Because I can't want you...You have someone by your side already, I can't claim anything from you.
I'm doing good so far, I'm starting to hate you. Little by little. Because you're too blind to see how much you mean to me, because you can't see all the pain you're causing. You're cruel. You're a monster. You have everything in the palm of your hand. Everything but me. It's such an irony.
I want you to crawl back to me, I want you to worry so much that you can't sleep at night. I want to give troubles to your couple, I want to destroy your life and at the same time, I know as soon as those things would happen, I'd feel guilty, I'd reassure you, I'd fucking turn around to pick you up from the ground.
I'm that gentle.
I'm that pathetic.
Day 4
You called. I was swimming when you did. You left a message, asking if everything was fine and that you wanted me to give you some news at least. You said you understand I need space and loneliness but that it wasn't necessarily a solution to my heartache. You stupidly think I'm loving a stranger to pieces when the stranger is you. Fucking idiot.
I only took Reita's call. He told me that you were always asking him if he had some news about me. Reita is awesome. He told you that I don't want to talk to anyone, that I'm stubborn and that I won't do something I don't want to do. Exactly.
I don't want to give you any satisfaction. You're not important, you shouldn't be. Have nice holidays with your bitch and leave me alone.
Day 7
Bunch of messages, emails, calls. All from you. I can't even grin wickedly, reading them, seeing how worried you are. I hear your pleading voice, "please call me back, send me something, even three words."
I turn it off. Thanks God you don't know where I am, you'd be here already.
Day 9
Reita is mad at me. He called and practically shouted. I should reassure you, you're feeling bad about me to the point you collapsed today. It seems you don't sleep well, you barely eat. She can't do anything about it because it's about me. I'm crying. I didn't even end the call with Reita, I simply hung up on him, breaking down.
I'm sorry. I'm so stupid, I'm sorry...
- Aoi?
My voice is so weak that I even doubt you heard it.
A sigh.
- Why do you ignore me? What wrong things did I do to you?
No, don't tell me you're crying. Aoi, don't fucking cry for someone like me...I don't deserve your tears.
- I wasn't ignoring you.
A lie. But I can't hurt you anymore. Even when you shattered me, completely.
- Then what?
- I told you...I needed to be by my own. I'm sorry. I told you Aoi. Why did you sicken yourself about me?
He sniffled loudly, took a deep breath.
- I fucking care for you! You're my friend, I care Uruha! And it kills me to see you like this!
It was warm and wet on his cheeks. Warm in his heart. Falling for him again...Endlessly.
- Uruha? Are you still here?
- I'm sorry Aoi.
Yes he could hear his crying voice but, he couldn't fight anymore. It had been stupid to act like this and to hear how much he meant to Aoi, even if it would never be deep, it was enought to shake his feelings and to make him surrender.
- Don't cry...I hate it when you cry.
Uruha resisted to sob. Until he couldn't anymore.
- Uruha...Please don't cry. Or do it when I'm around, right now I can't do anything and it's a terrible feeling.
- I try...I try to stop but...I can't.
- And now you make me cry too.
Aoi could hear him laugh. Uruha was a paradox, he would laugh and cry at the same time, he would smile and show sorrow at the same time. There was still something he couldn't grasp properly about him, his mysterious nature was driving him mad all the time he would decide to stay alone, to push him away.
- I need you, don't ever do that to me again.
- I won't.
- When are you coming back?
- Next friday.
- I want to see you then. Is that okay with you?
- Of course it is Aoi.
A little laugh.
- Fine, take care until then and the first thing I want to see from you is a smile.
Uruha looked at the shining sea from his window. He put his cellphone down, wiped his tears away and closed his eyes. The wind caressed his face so smoothly that he almost thought it was someone's hands.
His warm hand on his cheek.
- You're smiling.
Uruha's lips stretched wider for him.
- You should always smile.
Hours passed and Aoi found himself on Uruha's carpet, laughing with him. The worry and the pain were far from this place for once. The world was reduced to them, the movies they watched together, the jokes, the little nothings they would tell each other, naturally. Until the silence found its spot between their laughs. And until Aoi made it go away.
- So how do you feel?
Uruha took time to reply. A proof he was trying not to lie to his friend.
- I think I'm doing fine.
Aoi grabbed his hand and their eyes met, Uruha losing himself in his dark fascinating eyes.
- I really hope you do. I'm always here for you, do you know that?
The blond nodded and glanced at his clock. Soon his eyes widened.
- Oh crap, it's 3am! She must be waiting for you, you should hurry and go back home.
Aoi looked away.
- She isn't waiting anymore.
The blond frowned.
- Wh-What?
The dark haired finally looked at him.
- We broke up.
Uruha sat on his knees, holding Aoi's hands, worried by the sadness piercing in his voice.
- Aoi...When?
- When you were away.
Suddenly his eyes were burning. He hooked his arms around Aoi and started to cry, muffling his apologies against the crook of his neck. The dark haired rubbed his back gently, touched by his friend's reaction.
- Why do you cry?
- I've been an awful friend...I wasn't here when you needed me the most. I was only thinking about myself.
Aoi smiled sadly. No, he would never be mad at Uruha for anything. He couldn't.
- I think I was more desperate not to hear anything about you than about my break-up.
He laughed and Uruha pulled away to look into his eyes. They were shining. Aoi let a finger erase a tear that was rolling slowly on the other's creamy skin. He stared at the trembling lips of Uruha and found him utterly beautiful.
Did he think about what he was doing? Not that much. It didn't matter, it was superficial, it was useless. The only thing he knew was that he wanted his lips on his. And Uruha took his breath away. He pressed onto Aoi's lips harder, this moment he had waited for was finally here. And Aoi was dazed by the passion in their kiss, the way they would stick them, the way their tongues were all over each other in an insane frenzy...
He closed his eyes at the sensation of Uruha's quick breaths beside his ear, at his blond hair tickling his skin, at his warm hands still clutching him strongly. His plush lips were running over the skin of his neck and Aoi shivered.
In one swift movement he framed Uruha's face between his hands and they stared at each other, both trying to read their mind. Afraid. Expectant.
- It's me?
Uruha was drowning in his dark eyes. He couldn't speak.
- Tell me it's not me...
What was that tone now? Why Aoi's face was suddenly showing sadness? Uruha pressed his lips together anxiously and found the force to look away.
Here is your truth.
- Uruha.
The blond closed his eyes. Like this he couldn't find it absurd. This situation. Aoi's hand slid smoothly against his cheek, no, he was caressing it. And it felt so good...
- It's getting late. You should...You know...Go.
The dark haired frowned, not understanding why suddenly things changed.
- But we were...
- Go home Aoi. I need to be alone.
Interrupted and now almost holding back his breath, Aoi couldn't figure him out. One of his best friend. He was thinking about what happened during the last minutes and it was only now that his mind was swearing at himself, that he kissed Uruha, that maybe he was his friend's crush, that surely...Uruha suffered and was still suffering because of him who had been too blind to see anything.
He was too troubled and the way Uruha had talked to him was enough to make him surrender. No, insisting right now will lead to more awkwardness and it seemed they both needed some time alone to think deeply about this weird night.
- Please.
The blond had whispered this single word, still held by his dearest friend. And soon, the warm touch was replaced by a cold feeling, as if Uruha was now naked without Aoi's hands on his skin. Vulnerable.
Aoi didn't utter a single word and left.
The little bottle of beer had flied five seconds before breaking into pieces when it hit the wall. The sound of broken glass was followed by loud sobs.
Nothing seemed to go right for Uruha.
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Why is my Uruha so angsty? Well because he was in the oneshot haha. Besides, angst is beautiful despite the fact it makes us sad, I hope you agree haha. Hm, I wrote this in a weird state weeks ago, I was expecting some things to happen but found out that it was hopeless haha. This was supposed to be only a oneshot and the way I ended it convinced me that a short chapetered story would be better hey ♥