Ohmiya Angst ish...
Title: Colours
Pairing: Ohmiya
Rating: Ummm G? Pg?
Summary: I dont know how to describe this. I had this idea in English class and had to write it down. Therapy I guess? Its Ohno view of life really. But it focuses on his art..his artistic vision if you will :] Im not expecting many people to like this / understand it but please read if you wish ^___^
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He stands their, emotions flooding from him like a waterfall, a deep blue that cascades down his slender figure and across the dull cream floor.
He's the hero, he's supposed to of saved the princess.
But instead he saved you;
And your not a princess.
He is the one that fixes mistakes and changes the world, your his number one fan enjoying his heroics.
Happy to know he will protect you.
But your the bad guy this time &
its about time you fixed it.
You stare at him and feel your own emotions trickle down to mix with his, your faded red with his sorrowful blue.
You wish your could be the hero to sweep him off his feet,
But all you can do is paint.
The words stuck in your throat long to be painted, created in sound not colour, so you begin to mix your emotions with the cold air.
His face breaks from it's white mask and into a pained smile.
He knows what your doing.
You both know it won't work.
Your brush dries up and the words fade into the canvas of your apartment.
He is really crying now, pale tears dripping down to mix with the blue pool at his feet. beneath you both the outlines of your daily masterpieces are being washed away,
what took you both so long to create.
Each pencil line sketched over your hearts- erased in a moment.
Half painted excuses and blotchy 'gomenasai' s won't save your best piece of work, because half of it is his, and that half has taken too much damage.
He finally moves, wading through the emotions to the door. His colours become translusent and you see him - truely.
Behind all the scribbles of sorrow, regret, disappointment, jealously
is the man you fell in love with.
Your running, red splashes beneath your feet and you wonder how you could of been so stupid. He turns and your colours surround him.
Your wave of red bursts into life as you hold him tight.
Your an idiot.
He pushes away from you half heartedly and your tongue starts painting on it's own.
It's not the usual lines 'I can change' 'We can work this out'
But the confession you made to him all those years ago,
he thought you forgot the words,
so did you.
Your crying as you finish the last line and the emotions you had locked up inside pour out.
Love. Lust. Happiness. Real colours.
How long have these feelings been forgotten?
He laughs and wipes your tears away. You kiss away his.
"Gomenasai...for everything."
"Domo Arigato...for everything."
You both sigh and he drops the bag of belongings on the floor.
"I love you...you know that right?"
"Yeah...I know, idiot."
"I think..I need to stop painting." You look into his eyes and you know he understands what you mean.
You world has colour again, so you don't need to paint over the cracks any more.
Your heart hasn't felt like this in years. YOUR ALIVE.
"Toshi?"
His voice snaps you back and you realise you spaced out again.
"Kazu.." You breath into his ear, warm breath tickling his skin.
The smile you fell for is pressed into your neck and you both stand there,
for minutes,
hours.
Neither of you care about time anymore.
Because Love is FOREVER.
Pairing: Ohmiya
Rating: Ummm G? Pg?
Summary: I dont know how to describe this. I had this idea in English class and had to write it down. Therapy I guess? Its Ohno view of life really. But it focuses on his art..his artistic vision if you will :] Im not expecting many people to like this / understand it but please read if you wish ^___^
___________________________
He stands their, emotions flooding from him like a waterfall, a deep blue that cascades down his slender figure and across the dull cream floor.
He's the hero, he's supposed to of saved the princess.
But instead he saved you;
And your not a princess.
He is the one that fixes mistakes and changes the world, your his number one fan enjoying his heroics.
Happy to know he will protect you.
But your the bad guy this time &
its about time you fixed it.
You stare at him and feel your own emotions trickle down to mix with his, your faded red with his sorrowful blue.
You wish your could be the hero to sweep him off his feet,
But all you can do is paint.
The words stuck in your throat long to be painted, created in sound not colour, so you begin to mix your emotions with the cold air.
His face breaks from it's white mask and into a pained smile.
He knows what your doing.
You both know it won't work.
Your brush dries up and the words fade into the canvas of your apartment.
He is really crying now, pale tears dripping down to mix with the blue pool at his feet. beneath you both the outlines of your daily masterpieces are being washed away,
what took you both so long to create.
Each pencil line sketched over your hearts- erased in a moment.
Half painted excuses and blotchy 'gomenasai' s won't save your best piece of work, because half of it is his, and that half has taken too much damage.
He finally moves, wading through the emotions to the door. His colours become translusent and you see him - truely.
Behind all the scribbles of sorrow, regret, disappointment, jealously
is the man you fell in love with.
Your running, red splashes beneath your feet and you wonder how you could of been so stupid. He turns and your colours surround him.
Your wave of red bursts into life as you hold him tight.
Your an idiot.
He pushes away from you half heartedly and your tongue starts painting on it's own.
It's not the usual lines 'I can change' 'We can work this out'
But the confession you made to him all those years ago,
he thought you forgot the words,
so did you.
Your crying as you finish the last line and the emotions you had locked up inside pour out.
Love. Lust. Happiness. Real colours.
How long have these feelings been forgotten?
He laughs and wipes your tears away. You kiss away his.
"Gomenasai...for everything."
"Domo Arigato...for everything."
You both sigh and he drops the bag of belongings on the floor.
"I love you...you know that right?"
"Yeah...I know, idiot."
"I think..I need to stop painting." You look into his eyes and you know he understands what you mean.
You world has colour again, so you don't need to paint over the cracks any more.
Your heart hasn't felt like this in years. YOUR ALIVE.
"Toshi?"
His voice snaps you back and you realise you spaced out again.
"Kazu.." You breath into his ear, warm breath tickling his skin.
The smile you fell for is pressed into your neck and you both stand there,
for minutes,
hours.
Neither of you care about time anymore.
Because Love is FOREVER.