TITLE: Otonoha Vol xxx
AUTHOR:
aishizukiPAIRING: none
RATING: G
WORD COUNT: 595 words
GENRE: Slice of Life
TYPE: Oneshot
SUMMARY: Sho-centric. That Otonoha entry you will never, ever get to read, and the glimpse into Sho's deepest sentiments that you may never get to see.
AUTHOR’S NOTE: This is quite the unplanned entry. Dearest
arasukishi, I hate and love your
heartfelt letter for Sho, because that was what exactly inspired this. That, and that being in the middle of translating Hajimari no Uta is not helping. Enjoy! I tried to emulate how Sho would write if his Otonoha were originally in English.
Dedicated to
jaricchi, I miss you ; v;
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Otonoha Vol xxx
Hello.
Sakurai Sho here.
This is one of those entries that will forever remain as drafts in my folder.
Never published, never erased.
It's just here as a memory.
Just to remind my old self that once upon a time I thought about
and pondered on these things,
and probably cried about them.
Yeah.
Writing does have its perks after all.
Even if you don't make much sense.
So.
Today was one of those days again.
One of those harsh, tiring, yet still very emotionally-rewarding days,
because I was able to meet up with my high school friends
and have a good talk with them after so long.
I heard some shocking news today though.
One of my old schoolmates from Keio is getting married
to another close family friend of ours.
Mai's best friend from high school.
I'm not worried about the age gap.
Heck, why should I even be worried about it?
They're already adults.
Of course.
Though I realized something.
Yeah.
One by one, my friends are getting married and having their own children.
I'm always added to the list of uncles to bother
during the kids' birthdays one way or another.
Not that I mind, these brats are adorable.
But it is precisely them, too, that reminded me of how
I used to yearn to have a family of my own in the future.
Don't get me wrong.
I still do, even now.
But honestly, even though I myself do not know what
I'd truly want to see in a future wife...
I realize as well that I may not be the best partner out there.
My job keeps me working deep into the nights and early mornings,
and I'm sometimes never home.
Okay.
Let's make that "almost always never at home."
Despite how strong I may seem to be all the time,
there are still times I believe that I am
the most incompetent person in the world.
No matter how smart, sensible, and educated I am...
Would a woman still want to depend on me
despite my shortcomings?
Would a woman willingly put up
with unreasonable demands my family and work may put on her?
Moreover...
Would there be ever a day I wouldn't need to remain so strong in front of someone else?
For once, I want to get it through this thick head of mine
that I need to learn to depend on someone else, and not on myself alone.
Nevermind me wanting to be always the one being depended on...
It would be a nice change every once in a while.
I've always wondered how it would be be like to have someone
not my band mate or family member dry my tears for me,
tell me everything's going to be fine,
tell me that I mean the world to her,
and tell me that I can depend on her.
Sigh.
I don't even know where this is all coming from.
Sorry.
It's all too sudden, this emotional outburst.
But hey, I'm still human, after all.
Or maybe I just need to rest.
Yes, even Yatterman 1 needs to recharge.
Well.
I think I'll close this entry now.
Maybe I'll read this again someday,
and laugh about it when I reread it again.
At this point I am too tired to even crack a smile at my own lame jokes.
Oh, that reminds me...
Would there be even a woman who can handle my lame jokes
and take them in stride?
Whoever that woman will be,
I know that she'll be my angel.
Good night.
This was Sakurai.
-- END --
A/N: Thank you for reading this unworthy piece uhuhuhu (; v;)/