Every Word Left Unsaid [ Reita/Uruha // Oneshot ]
Title: Every Word Left Unsaid
Chapter: 1/1
Author: Aki (dreamsoflust)
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff/angst
Warnings: Uhh...I dunno.
Pairing(s): Reita/Uruha
Band(s): gazette
Disclaimer: Do not know, own, talk to, or sleep with any of them.
Summary: Every action has a point.
Notes: Dedicated to toychest_murder for her Uruha muse inspired me~ ^o^
We used to run, ditch from school, and hide in that spot beneath that tree. The one we claimed as ours by carving our names into it. You made me apologize to it afterwards, because, tree's are living beings, too. I would keep my head in your lap, and you would pamper me like you wanted to lull me to sleep. It only worked a few times and you stayed with me every moment, only to later explain why.
"I adore you." You would tell me when I woke up to you staring down at me. I could remember feeling my smile grow as I laced our fingers together. I would watch you smile and gaze into my eyes as I kissed along your hand down until I found that soft spot on your wrist, leaving a love bite.
I adore you more.
We were close, more than just best friends, better than just lovers. We were family, and even fought like family. You used to tease me about how my noseband taunted you, calling me a Ninja Turtle with the famous name of Reita-Angelo. Then somehow the tables would turn, and I made the mistake of implying that you were stupid. You never told me the kids at school made fun of you for being a bit spacey. Little did they know you were really ignoring the world from their idiotic antics because you were smarter than to get sucked into their drama.
I upset you that day, it was written all over your face. It showed more through your body language, and the lack there of. You pushed me away and kept me at a distance, even emotionally. We had always this connection that we could both feel each other even if we were miles apart. With enough of the rare puppy pout I finally got it out you, and as your eyes swelled with tears I was feeling this overwhelming guilt build in my chest.
I pulled you into my arms and held you with my all when those tears fell over, hiding against your neck like an apologetic child who just got caught for getting into the cookie-mix. You held me close and told me it was okay, but it wasn't. The words in my head spun around like a swarm of butterflies, and I was unable to catch any of them. I relied on my body, it pulled yours closer and I softly kissed your neck.
I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you.
It was the first time we had managed to get in this position, but I liked it. My back against the tree, your back against my chest and you were in my arms. We were cuddling, as you so liked to call it and we were watching the clouds pass and the leaves bloom into their homes and turning brilliant colors. No where near as brilliant as you, nothing ever was. You took me by surprise when you took my hand and pressed a pen to my skin, writing your name in kanji on my arm. You smiled at me and when I looked at you my confusion must have been written all over my face.
"Look. You're mine." You said as you placed a heart beside your name. You laced your fingers in the spaces of mine, mentioning that they fit perfectly as you held our hands up to show me as if I couldn't see. I thought it was cute the way you acted towards me, only showing your inner child to me. I let our arms rest again, with them wrapped around you. I thought we fit perfectly, better than any puzzle ever could. Like we were meant to fit this way, incomplete without the other.
I watched as you closed your eyes as you bathed in my arms and basking in the sun. I smiled again, one to myself because I usually had the weaker personality. I kissed your shoulder since you kept it exposed today as you usually did in the hot springs.
You're perfect, and you're mine.
I never knew it scared you when your parents would fight. I didn't even know that they fought. Not until that night where you came knocking on my window asking to sleep with me. You crawled through my window that night and curled up in my little twin bed with me underneath the blankets. You joked about how two idiots as tall as us could fit into one tiny bed together, and we laughed. You were trying to outsmart me by trying to lighten the mood, pretending like nothing was bothering you. I knew better but I played along. I joked and laughed with you, and even poked those super ticklish spots that only I had the advantage of discovering.
As the time passed, you grew tired. I brushed the hair that covered your eyes, a habbit I had picked up from spending so much time with you, and I loved your beauty. I whispered for you to go to sleep and you smiled at me with a sleepy look before you nodded and closed your eyes, and you nuzzled my pillow. We both laughed about how my pillows smelled of vanilla, then went on to blame my mom for wanting to buy nothing else.You relaxed again...almost. Your body was still trembling despite the warm weather we were having, and it was clear that you were still scared.
I wrapped my arms around you to close the space between us, you hid against my neck and it didn't take long for your tears to fall. You never had a clue that I knew you cried that night, but the wetness against my neck was a dead give away. I held you all night, even after you feel asleep and I watched over you. I watched while the sky slowly turned pink as the sun came up and it was then I realized how tired I was. I looked at you and smiled at your peaceful sleeping form. I kissed your temple before I held your body to mine.
I'll always protect you.
I knew something was wrong, but no matter how hard I tried you wouldn't tell me. Not for days, until that fatal one came thrashing in and crashed my world. You asked me to go with you that day, but you left me clueless as to where we were going. You smiled at me and told me not to worry which only made it grow more. I stared curiously as we pulled up to the airport, and you were pulling bags along with you. It wasn't hard to put one and one together but I still didn't get what was going on. Why did you bring me with you? You joked and said that you had secretly packed my things and you and I were going to go hide on the beach to go on vaccation. Your smile faltered when I didn't give you any response, just the facial expression that demanded an answer.
Your parents. They had finally divorced and you never said anything to me, but it was great explanation when you were so quiet and so distant those past few months, it only gradually getting worse this last one. You didn't keep me at a distance, you allowed me at a near full. You hid something and I knew it. I knew you. You sat me down and explained everything, how your mother stealing all of your dads money and cheating, and about his music business that was in the uprising and you were his star. You were leaving me on the other side of the world. Literally. There was no joking anymore.
I tried to ignore the woman on the loud speaker saying that your flight was now boarding. Never in my life had I wanted to strangle somebody so much and not for their voice, but for what they were saying and it wasn't even directed towards me. I got to my feet, held out my hand and smiled. I offered to walk you as far as I could, and helped carry your bags along. You were shaking again, and it was written all over your face that you were going to be a nervous wreck on the plane. I took your hand into mine, and laced our fingers together. I pushed away the pain in my heart and promised myself not to cry, and I was doing a wonderful job at doing so.
They stopped me at the gate. You turned around at me and frowned, trying not to break down before you wanted to. I could see the fear and hurt in your eyes and you knew it, too because you looked away from me. You stared down at the floor and clenched your teeth so tight it defined your jaw, actually making you look like the man you are. When I cupped your cheek your relaxed, and for the last time I would see tears swell in your eyes. Like magnets our arms had slipped around one another, holding each other as if our bodies refused to let go.
"I love you, Akira..." You whispered to me before you pulled away, thanks to the voice on the loud speaker. You looked at me again, giving a sad smile and for the first time you had seen tears swell in my eyes. I was failing to keep my promise to myself. I didn't want to let you go. I couldn't let you go. But, there really was nothing I could do. I had no power, no parental rights to keep you. I could always hide you in my closet like we joked, but when we tested it for a day you got far too bored and needed to be outside.
I took a deep breath before crashing our lips together, kissing you so deeply I thought we were sucked into some kind of black hole that wouldn't end. I wished it didn't end, but you started to pull away. I followed you every step of the way, my fingers refusing to let go of the fabric on your jacket, multiple kisses shared as we walked until I was stopped by the guards again. We both frowned before you kissed me again and whispered your goodbye. You turned and walked away, not looking back once. I knew you were crying, though. I knew you didn't want me to see you crying. You never wanted to say goodbye, but you did...and all I could do was watch you walk away.
I love you, Kouyou.
For all those words left unsaid, I hope you found them.
Chapter: 1/1
Author: Aki (dreamsoflust)
Rating: G
Genre: Fluff/angst
Warnings: Uhh...I dunno.
Pairing(s): Reita/Uruha
Band(s): gazette
Disclaimer: Do not know, own, talk to, or sleep with any of them.
Summary: Every action has a point.
Notes: Dedicated to toychest_murder for her Uruha muse inspired me~ ^o^
We used to run, ditch from school, and hide in that spot beneath that tree. The one we claimed as ours by carving our names into it. You made me apologize to it afterwards, because, tree's are living beings, too. I would keep my head in your lap, and you would pamper me like you wanted to lull me to sleep. It only worked a few times and you stayed with me every moment, only to later explain why.
"I adore you." You would tell me when I woke up to you staring down at me. I could remember feeling my smile grow as I laced our fingers together. I would watch you smile and gaze into my eyes as I kissed along your hand down until I found that soft spot on your wrist, leaving a love bite.
I adore you more.
We were close, more than just best friends, better than just lovers. We were family, and even fought like family. You used to tease me about how my noseband taunted you, calling me a Ninja Turtle with the famous name of Reita-Angelo. Then somehow the tables would turn, and I made the mistake of implying that you were stupid. You never told me the kids at school made fun of you for being a bit spacey. Little did they know you were really ignoring the world from their idiotic antics because you were smarter than to get sucked into their drama.
I upset you that day, it was written all over your face. It showed more through your body language, and the lack there of. You pushed me away and kept me at a distance, even emotionally. We had always this connection that we could both feel each other even if we were miles apart. With enough of the rare puppy pout I finally got it out you, and as your eyes swelled with tears I was feeling this overwhelming guilt build in my chest.
I pulled you into my arms and held you with my all when those tears fell over, hiding against your neck like an apologetic child who just got caught for getting into the cookie-mix. You held me close and told me it was okay, but it wasn't. The words in my head spun around like a swarm of butterflies, and I was unable to catch any of them. I relied on my body, it pulled yours closer and I softly kissed your neck.
I'm sorry, I never meant to hurt you.
It was the first time we had managed to get in this position, but I liked it. My back against the tree, your back against my chest and you were in my arms. We were cuddling, as you so liked to call it and we were watching the clouds pass and the leaves bloom into their homes and turning brilliant colors. No where near as brilliant as you, nothing ever was. You took me by surprise when you took my hand and pressed a pen to my skin, writing your name in kanji on my arm. You smiled at me and when I looked at you my confusion must have been written all over my face.
"Look. You're mine." You said as you placed a heart beside your name. You laced your fingers in the spaces of mine, mentioning that they fit perfectly as you held our hands up to show me as if I couldn't see. I thought it was cute the way you acted towards me, only showing your inner child to me. I let our arms rest again, with them wrapped around you. I thought we fit perfectly, better than any puzzle ever could. Like we were meant to fit this way, incomplete without the other.
I watched as you closed your eyes as you bathed in my arms and basking in the sun. I smiled again, one to myself because I usually had the weaker personality. I kissed your shoulder since you kept it exposed today as you usually did in the hot springs.
You're perfect, and you're mine.
I never knew it scared you when your parents would fight. I didn't even know that they fought. Not until that night where you came knocking on my window asking to sleep with me. You crawled through my window that night and curled up in my little twin bed with me underneath the blankets. You joked about how two idiots as tall as us could fit into one tiny bed together, and we laughed. You were trying to outsmart me by trying to lighten the mood, pretending like nothing was bothering you. I knew better but I played along. I joked and laughed with you, and even poked those super ticklish spots that only I had the advantage of discovering.
As the time passed, you grew tired. I brushed the hair that covered your eyes, a habbit I had picked up from spending so much time with you, and I loved your beauty. I whispered for you to go to sleep and you smiled at me with a sleepy look before you nodded and closed your eyes, and you nuzzled my pillow. We both laughed about how my pillows smelled of vanilla, then went on to blame my mom for wanting to buy nothing else.You relaxed again...almost. Your body was still trembling despite the warm weather we were having, and it was clear that you were still scared.
I wrapped my arms around you to close the space between us, you hid against my neck and it didn't take long for your tears to fall. You never had a clue that I knew you cried that night, but the wetness against my neck was a dead give away. I held you all night, even after you feel asleep and I watched over you. I watched while the sky slowly turned pink as the sun came up and it was then I realized how tired I was. I looked at you and smiled at your peaceful sleeping form. I kissed your temple before I held your body to mine.
I'll always protect you.
I knew something was wrong, but no matter how hard I tried you wouldn't tell me. Not for days, until that fatal one came thrashing in and crashed my world. You asked me to go with you that day, but you left me clueless as to where we were going. You smiled at me and told me not to worry which only made it grow more. I stared curiously as we pulled up to the airport, and you were pulling bags along with you. It wasn't hard to put one and one together but I still didn't get what was going on. Why did you bring me with you? You joked and said that you had secretly packed my things and you and I were going to go hide on the beach to go on vaccation. Your smile faltered when I didn't give you any response, just the facial expression that demanded an answer.
Your parents. They had finally divorced and you never said anything to me, but it was great explanation when you were so quiet and so distant those past few months, it only gradually getting worse this last one. You didn't keep me at a distance, you allowed me at a near full. You hid something and I knew it. I knew you. You sat me down and explained everything, how your mother stealing all of your dads money and cheating, and about his music business that was in the uprising and you were his star. You were leaving me on the other side of the world. Literally. There was no joking anymore.
I tried to ignore the woman on the loud speaker saying that your flight was now boarding. Never in my life had I wanted to strangle somebody so much and not for their voice, but for what they were saying and it wasn't even directed towards me. I got to my feet, held out my hand and smiled. I offered to walk you as far as I could, and helped carry your bags along. You were shaking again, and it was written all over your face that you were going to be a nervous wreck on the plane. I took your hand into mine, and laced our fingers together. I pushed away the pain in my heart and promised myself not to cry, and I was doing a wonderful job at doing so.
They stopped me at the gate. You turned around at me and frowned, trying not to break down before you wanted to. I could see the fear and hurt in your eyes and you knew it, too because you looked away from me. You stared down at the floor and clenched your teeth so tight it defined your jaw, actually making you look like the man you are. When I cupped your cheek your relaxed, and for the last time I would see tears swell in your eyes. Like magnets our arms had slipped around one another, holding each other as if our bodies refused to let go.
"I love you, Akira..." You whispered to me before you pulled away, thanks to the voice on the loud speaker. You looked at me again, giving a sad smile and for the first time you had seen tears swell in my eyes. I was failing to keep my promise to myself. I didn't want to let you go. I couldn't let you go. But, there really was nothing I could do. I had no power, no parental rights to keep you. I could always hide you in my closet like we joked, but when we tested it for a day you got far too bored and needed to be outside.
I took a deep breath before crashing our lips together, kissing you so deeply I thought we were sucked into some kind of black hole that wouldn't end. I wished it didn't end, but you started to pull away. I followed you every step of the way, my fingers refusing to let go of the fabric on your jacket, multiple kisses shared as we walked until I was stopped by the guards again. We both frowned before you kissed me again and whispered your goodbye. You turned and walked away, not looking back once. I knew you were crying, though. I knew you didn't want me to see you crying. You never wanted to say goodbye, but you did...and all I could do was watch you walk away.
I love you, Kouyou.
For all those words left unsaid, I hope you found them.