That Fateful Day [Okajima; Drabble]
Title: That Fateful Day
Author: Francie
Genre: Angst
Words: 417 [Drabble]
Rating: G
Pairing: Okajima
Summary: Keito leaves for England, never coming back. Yuto has fallen into a deep state of depravity.
A/N: I was inspired by kono_sora_ni and x_milkdrops's amazing writing. I seriously have to learn to write better.
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I gazed up at the sky. It was filled with puffy white clouds and a tranquil shade of blue. A miniature figure of a plane eased out of one cloud and into the other. I sighed heavily and reminisced of that fateful day.
"I'm sorry, Yuto." Keito apologized to me. We stood in the middle of a vast meadow, where not one living thing but the trees and the insects could hear us. Keito's hand lay on my shoulder, quivering and shaking. My body temperature dropped drastically. Breathing became a rigorous challenge.
"Why do you have to go?" I struggled to ask. My head was spinning. Illusions of our memories of dancing around and laughing slowly faded away into oblivion. My watery eyes glistened in the hazy sunlight.
"I have my reasons, but I can't tell you." Keito turned his head away as he said this. I looked at his face, his beautiful face that I used to kiss oh so endearingly. His chest levitated up and down slowly, breathing heavily. Only a man as strong as him would say these remorseful words and not shed a tear.
That's what I always loved about him. His strength, his courage, his ability to protect me when my emotional self-defense alone was futile. Now I was all alone. No Keito to protect me from whatever pierces through me. Why? Because it was Keito that was peircing through me.
"When will you come back?" I stuttered. My voice was breaking, breaking into the millions of pieces that only Keito could glue together. He made my voice. He made the glorious uplifting tone that colored my voice into a vocal rainbow. Now it was falling into the abyss we call "heartbreak."
"Never." Keito spoke the words I tried so hard to neglect. With that, my memories of that fateful day warped back into the basement of my mind.
I stared into the sky again. The little plane popped out of the cloud again. I raised my hand subconsciously and waved excitedly up at the flying machine. I felt a warm breeze brush my neck. The wind whispered the words, "I love you, Yuto."
"I love you too, Keito." I replied complacently. The despondence in my heart slowly broke away the instant that breeze touched my skin. As I walked back toward home, something in my heart kept chanting, "I'll see him again. I'll see him again." My lips curved upward. That hopeful thought was all the satisfaction I needed until another fateful day.
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My first attempt at writing power angst. I tried to make it sophisticated but I think I failed. Please comment and if you can, teach me how to write better! ♥
Author: Francie
Genre: Angst
Words: 417 [Drabble]
Rating: G
Pairing: Okajima
Summary: Keito leaves for England, never coming back. Yuto has fallen into a deep state of depravity.
A/N: I was inspired by kono_sora_ni and x_milkdrops's amazing writing. I seriously have to learn to write better.
~`
I gazed up at the sky. It was filled with puffy white clouds and a tranquil shade of blue. A miniature figure of a plane eased out of one cloud and into the other. I sighed heavily and reminisced of that fateful day.
"I'm sorry, Yuto." Keito apologized to me. We stood in the middle of a vast meadow, where not one living thing but the trees and the insects could hear us. Keito's hand lay on my shoulder, quivering and shaking. My body temperature dropped drastically. Breathing became a rigorous challenge.
"Why do you have to go?" I struggled to ask. My head was spinning. Illusions of our memories of dancing around and laughing slowly faded away into oblivion. My watery eyes glistened in the hazy sunlight.
"I have my reasons, but I can't tell you." Keito turned his head away as he said this. I looked at his face, his beautiful face that I used to kiss oh so endearingly. His chest levitated up and down slowly, breathing heavily. Only a man as strong as him would say these remorseful words and not shed a tear.
That's what I always loved about him. His strength, his courage, his ability to protect me when my emotional self-defense alone was futile. Now I was all alone. No Keito to protect me from whatever pierces through me. Why? Because it was Keito that was peircing through me.
"When will you come back?" I stuttered. My voice was breaking, breaking into the millions of pieces that only Keito could glue together. He made my voice. He made the glorious uplifting tone that colored my voice into a vocal rainbow. Now it was falling into the abyss we call "heartbreak."
"Never." Keito spoke the words I tried so hard to neglect. With that, my memories of that fateful day warped back into the basement of my mind.
I stared into the sky again. The little plane popped out of the cloud again. I raised my hand subconsciously and waved excitedly up at the flying machine. I felt a warm breeze brush my neck. The wind whispered the words, "I love you, Yuto."
"I love you too, Keito." I replied complacently. The despondence in my heart slowly broke away the instant that breeze touched my skin. As I walked back toward home, something in my heart kept chanting, "I'll see him again. I'll see him again." My lips curved upward. That hopeful thought was all the satisfaction I needed until another fateful day.
~`
My first attempt at writing power angst. I tried to make it sophisticated but I think I failed. Please comment and if you can, teach me how to write better! ♥