[FIC] Tears of Sadden
Title: Tears of Sadden
Author: hanashiaru
Pairing: YamaJima
Summary: Seven years had passed very fast, and slowly God re-introduced them to the thing called ‘tears of sadden’.
Genre: Angst. Family
Disclaimer: Own the writing only.
Warning: mentioned MPREG , even though it’s blurry =3=a just wanna write Kazu afterall
AN: Actually, I re-watching 1 Litre of Tears and.. I realized I cried a lot because of the feeling of Aya’s parents to their daughter. So.. so.. uhm.. YamaJima in my mind.. so.. -__-
AAAAND... KAZU IS BAAAAACK /screams
God gave him to them six years ago.
But it seemed like he was just too precious to be given, and God wanted to take him back.
Having Nakajima Kazuki in their life was something unexpected, yet it was the happiest thing for seven years of their marriage. Without doing adoption, they could have him. He shared blood with them, he was totally their fused loves. Kazu, Kazu, Kazu, everyday was filled with their natural laughters and it looked like they had forgotten and never felt about tears of sadden. He was the resemble of them, he was representing all of his parents’ attidutes. The cuteness of Ryosuke and the gentleness of Yuto, he had it all. Even though he was more resembling his mother.
Chubby and shorty just like the young Ryosuke, and he always resisted that he could be going taller because he was also Yuto’s kid afterall.
Seven years.
Seven years had passed very fast, and slowly God re-introduced them to the thing called ‘tears of sadden’.
And nobody ever knew why did God put this all unwanted thing to them. Nobody knew.
***
“Kazu, you forget to bring your sweater!” Ryosuke shouted, waving his hand that was gripping the small blue sweater, the called boy grinned shepissly before turning his way around to take his sweater in his mother’s grip, “I don’t want you to catch a cold again. Don’t forget to bring your sweater again, okay?”
“I’m sorry, Mama. But I’m already late because you didn’t wake me up!” Coughing a bit in his half-scream, Ryosuke was still wearing the sweater to his little boy.
Ryosuke sighed, “It’ll be better if you’re not going to school this morning so I didn’t wake you up.” And he placed his hand on the boy’s forehead, “You’re head is still burning.”
“Mou ii..” Kazu pouted, taking his mother’s hand off from his forehead, “My friends are also sick, they get influenza... but they still go to school, I don’t wanna lose.”
“Fine.”
Curving a smile on his face after making sure the sweater was wore properly, he waved his left hand and dragged his feet to go. Ryosuke smiled back, and waving at his little boy. Truth be told, he was afraid for letting the boy go this morning. Sure, people were having some sickness because of the season nowadays, and his Yuto was also catching a cold almost for these three days. But, hearing his little boy’s cough was something unusual.
It was...
THUMP!
“KAZU!”
He immediately ran towards the boy who was lying with his eyes half-opened, bringing his little boy into his arms.
“Kazu? Kazu? What happened?”
A heavy wheeze escaped from his tiny lips before making a sound, “I.. don’t know.. Mama.. I’m scared.. I suddenly.. couldn’t breathe for a moment... that’s scary..”
Ryosuke’s head tilted down, wondering what was happening. A shockment suddenly invaded his all body when Kazu coughed once more, hardly.
Something liquid flew out from the little boy’s point lips, he wrapped it with his tiny fingers. Eyes were widened when he saw what something he had just wrapped from his point lips.
“Mama...” his eyes were watery, Ryosuke immediately pulled Kazu’s head into his embrace, “... Mama.. what’s this...”
***
“Don’t be kidding me! He’s just six years old afterall!”
Ryosuke just bowed his head down, covering his face with his palms as he heard his husband’s shout. Sure, Yuto never accepted the fact from the doctor. It was a hard thing to believe, even Ryosuke couldn’t calm himself when the first time he received the words from the doctor.
“Ryosuke, is it a lie? You lied, right?” with his unstable tone, Yuto grabbed Ryosuke’s shoulders only to make everything clear.
Sighing heavily, Ryosuke threw his husband’s hand from his shoulders, “I wasn’t!”
“How long?” Yuto asked. “How long he has been suffering...”
“Since he has a fever. Almost three weeks..”
“He’s only six years old...” Yuto whispered in desperate, “... his lungs should be still healthy, there’s no way he’s suffering this lung cancer..”
“A virus, Yuto. A virus. Do you think only smokers who can suffer this illness?” Ryosuke said more desperately, “There’s no use to talk about how this could be happened, we should find a way to cure him..”
“Surgery?”
“I’m scared! He’s only six years old! Can you imagine him-surgery?!”
“But-“
“Surgery is a last choice! I don’t wanna! We should begin with a therapy.”
“Papa.. Mama..”
A small voice made their heads turn, catching the little boy’s figure who was now standing in front of the opening door of their room. Kazu stepped forward, coughing a little before lifting his arms to reach Yuto’s shoulders, aiming for a hug. Yuto pulled his little boy into his shoulders, and Kazu obediently encircled his small arms around his father’s shoulders.
“It’s warm. I miss Papa..”
True, Yuto was a little busy lately.
But losing for words, Yuto just hugged Kazu tighter.
“I still can wake up tomorrow, ne, Mama? Papa?”
“Of course you can.” Ryosuke smiled with his trembling voice, “You can.”
The little boy didn’t make a response.
“Kazu?”
The boy burried his head deeper into the hug.
“Kazu?” Ryosuke touched the boy’s hand.
And a sniff was heard, “Don’t look, I’m crying..”
Ryosuke’s lips were locked, he was just looking at Yuto who was now going silent and could only carress Kazu’s back for comforting his precious son.
“Papa... Mama..” a very weak voice, Kazu still hide his head on Yuto’s shoulder, “... it’s getting harder and harder for breathing lately.. my breathe is short.. I also begin to feel something hurt in my chest...”
A tear rolled down from Yuto’s eyes.
“... Mama... Papa, these pains happen so fast, it’s too sudden. And it’s getting worse... it hurts.. and I’m scared.. Kazu’s scared-“
A hard sob broke the peaceful line.
“It’s okay, Kazu.” Yuto continously patted Kazu’s back, “We’ll try out best, ganbaru? You’re not alone.”
The boy pulled his head backward, his eyes and his nose were red, and his puffy cheeks were totally wet with the tears.
“I’m alone..” Kazu said with a wheeze, “.. Papa and Mama don’t feel hard to catch a breath... Papa and Mama don’t feel hurt in chest.. the pain is...” a wheeze again, “... is.. different..” Kazu’s voice was getting hoarse all the sudden, “.. Kazu.. feels this pain.. alone..”
“Kazu...” Ryosuke choked out with the tears.
“Stop it, Kazu. Don’t talk, save your breathe.” Yuto took a breathe to normalize his tone, “Get a rest, don’t talk. We love you.”
Kazu was staring at his father intensly with his red eyes.
“What is it, Kazu?”
“I...” a hard wheeze, “... don’t wanna die..”
Ryosuke’s tears fell more.
“Of course you’re not.” Yuto answered quickly, hiding his sudden clenched heart feeling, before bringing his son to his own room.
But Yuto knew, his son wasn’t that stupid for just believing his words.
***
Sitting in a silence, Kazu still rested his head on his father’s arms. Eyes were focusing on the scenery in front of them, so many children were playing with his parents in this park... and Kazu couldn’t help but curving a smile.
“Ne, Papa..” Kazu called softly, still not moving his gaze, “.. I hope.. they won’t be like me.”
Yuto could only stare at his son, waiting for the next words.
“Can I get.. taller? Can I.. be like you, Papa? I’m... the third tallest in my class... but senpais still call me.. shortie..”
Hearing a hoarse voice and unstable rhytim, plus the meaning of the words from his son was making Yuto couldn’t say anything.
The boy let a laughter release from his lips.
“What?” Yuto’s brows furrowed.
“I realized.. that you’re so handsome... when you’re thinking... seriously, no doubt... Mama... could fall for you, Papa.”
“What?!”
The laugh turned softer, “I’m... a bad kid, ne?”
Yuto wrapped his arm around the boy’s little shoulder and brought Kazu closer to him, “You’re not. Don’t say anything weird, you’re my precious son. Our precious son.”
“But... I’m a burden to you lately. You and Mama.. often get a fight. And.. I never... go to school during this month. I’m sorry, Papa. If only... if only God gave you... a healthy son... not a child like me-“
“What are you talking about? Did I just say don’t say anything weird?”
“Papa.. don’t cry...”
Yuto was about to wipe his tears away before Kazu’s small hand was trying to reach Yuto’s face to wipe it for his Papa. Yuto brought his hand down and letting the boy do it for him.
“See, Papa? I’m really... a bad kid. I make you.. cry..” Kazu laughed a bit, still wiping his father’s tears away.
***
“Ryosuke.”
The called guy closed the door of their room before giving his husband a sudden tears, he fell down on his knees with his shaking body. It was obviously pulling an attention from Yuto and he soon approached his spouse.
“Ryosuke, Ryosuke.. what’s wrong?”
He lifted his head up, managed to speak clearly, “I heard him... I heard him crying.. he’s still mentally suffering, Yuto. He’s afraid and he never tell us..”
Yuto’s eyes widened, even though he wasn’t that suprised with the words. Because it was so Kazu afterall.
“He’s crying so hard, Yuto.. he’s crying..” Ryosuke repeated once again, more desperately. “And I’m too weak to face him.. I can’t face him.. how horrible I am. Yuto... I’m scared. For this six months, we’ve done anything! What more should we do?” Sobbing hardly, Ryosuke burried his head into his folded kneels. “I can’t do anything and I feel like useless as a parent! Yuto, what more should we do?!”
“Calm down!” Yuto lifted Ryosuke’s chin, and then palming his spouse’s cheeks with his hands which are almost getting trembled as well, “We’ll get to talk to him.”
A familiar cough was heard.
Both Yuto and Ryosuke together rushed up to the door and opened it quickly.
“Kazu!”
The boy’s eyes were still red, he was coughing hardly and it painful to be heard just representing how painful also it to be produced.
“I’m.. sorry, Papa.. Mama..” his voice was getting worse, making Yuto and Ryosuke shudder at the same time, “It.. it's getting more hurt.. I.. can't.. sleep..”
Yuto was about to carry his son before the cough was getting harder and louder, Ryosuke pulled Kazu’s small body to his embrace and rubbed his back softly but soon Ryosuke screamed out Kazu’s name as he felt his son’s body was fully rely on Ryosuke’s shoulder and his cough suddenly stop while a red liquid unwantedly wetting his clothes.
“Kazu, please.. wake up!”
.
.
.
.
****
If we talk about future, we always feel giddy, ne, Mama? Papa?
I’ll be going taller, I’ll be going handsome just like Papa! Let just my future wife who’ll be beautiful as Mama..
I’m going to do my best in school, so that I can make you proud of me..
There are so many things that I wanna do...
“We’ve tried our best to save him, but... just go inside, he’s still have a little time-“
Classic. Cliche.
Why?
“Kazu-chan..”
Tears.
A grip on the tiny hand, making sure for the safety.
“Kazu-chan..”
No matter how many times his mother call...
... the little boy could only stare at his beautiful face with the tired eyes.
“Gomenasai..” it almost couldn’t be heard, “.. for making you.. cry again..”
And Ryosule couldn’t hold it anymore, he hugged his son, his dearest, his only precious tightly, very tight. As if he was screaming out loud that he didn’t want everything or everyone to take his son away from this tight hug.
I wanna grow up...
I wanna grow taller...
I wanna grow smarter...
Why does future really amusing?
“It’s.. warm.. Mama..”
Yuto walked a step, smiling bitterly before leaning closer to give his only son a kiss on the forehead while carressing his hair lovingly.
“Warm..” and a smiled formed. “.. arigatou..”
But...
.. my height will be stuck in this state.. and everyone will keep calling me cute instead of handsome.
My fragile body will be unmoving.. and it won’t grow up anymore..
And I don’t have any right to play with my body again, that means I lost all my future..
It’s cruel..
”Su..ki..”
Yes, it’s cruel, Mama, Papa..
My body will be useless, but my heart’s not..
You know I still love you, still thanking you for taking care of me..
For loving me..
“Kazu?”
The small body was convulsing a bit while he was trying to catch some air. But he failed.. yet he fell down on his mother’s shoulder with his eyes were now closed fully and his empty body. Silence suddenly filled the room, no one dare to speak up as they were seeing that Ryosuke was still hugging his son, still not wanting to open his eyes to receive the truth that he already knew.
“Ryosuke..”
But Ryosuke just cried softly, humming the incoherent words.
“Ryosuke..”
I’m sorry for always making you cry. We both cry..
It’ll be better soon, Mama, Papa.. I promise.
Just let me go to somewhere I couldn’t cry anymore and couldn’t make you cry again.
And let me say my goodbye.
I love you..
~000~
owari
That’s how it is -____-
I cant make Kazu an adoption of YamaJima so I mentioned MPREG here even though it’s rather blurry
Mind to give me your comment and critique? Thank you :|
Author: hanashiaru
Pairing: YamaJima
Summary: Seven years had passed very fast, and slowly God re-introduced them to the thing called ‘tears of sadden’.
Genre: Angst. Family
Disclaimer: Own the writing only.
Warning: mentioned MPREG , even though it’s blurry =3=a just wanna write Kazu afterall
AN: Actually, I re-watching 1 Litre of Tears and.. I realized I cried a lot because of the feeling of Aya’s parents to their daughter. So.. so.. uhm.. YamaJima in my mind.. so.. -__-
AAAAND... KAZU IS BAAAAACK /screams
God gave him to them six years ago.
But it seemed like he was just too precious to be given, and God wanted to take him back.
Having Nakajima Kazuki in their life was something unexpected, yet it was the happiest thing for seven years of their marriage. Without doing adoption, they could have him. He shared blood with them, he was totally their fused loves. Kazu, Kazu, Kazu, everyday was filled with their natural laughters and it looked like they had forgotten and never felt about tears of sadden. He was the resemble of them, he was representing all of his parents’ attidutes. The cuteness of Ryosuke and the gentleness of Yuto, he had it all. Even though he was more resembling his mother.
Chubby and shorty just like the young Ryosuke, and he always resisted that he could be going taller because he was also Yuto’s kid afterall.
Seven years.
Seven years had passed very fast, and slowly God re-introduced them to the thing called ‘tears of sadden’.
And nobody ever knew why did God put this all unwanted thing to them. Nobody knew.
***
“Kazu, you forget to bring your sweater!” Ryosuke shouted, waving his hand that was gripping the small blue sweater, the called boy grinned shepissly before turning his way around to take his sweater in his mother’s grip, “I don’t want you to catch a cold again. Don’t forget to bring your sweater again, okay?”
“I’m sorry, Mama. But I’m already late because you didn’t wake me up!” Coughing a bit in his half-scream, Ryosuke was still wearing the sweater to his little boy.
Ryosuke sighed, “It’ll be better if you’re not going to school this morning so I didn’t wake you up.” And he placed his hand on the boy’s forehead, “You’re head is still burning.”
“Mou ii..” Kazu pouted, taking his mother’s hand off from his forehead, “My friends are also sick, they get influenza... but they still go to school, I don’t wanna lose.”
“Fine.”
Curving a smile on his face after making sure the sweater was wore properly, he waved his left hand and dragged his feet to go. Ryosuke smiled back, and waving at his little boy. Truth be told, he was afraid for letting the boy go this morning. Sure, people were having some sickness because of the season nowadays, and his Yuto was also catching a cold almost for these three days. But, hearing his little boy’s cough was something unusual.
It was...
THUMP!
“KAZU!”
He immediately ran towards the boy who was lying with his eyes half-opened, bringing his little boy into his arms.
“Kazu? Kazu? What happened?”
A heavy wheeze escaped from his tiny lips before making a sound, “I.. don’t know.. Mama.. I’m scared.. I suddenly.. couldn’t breathe for a moment... that’s scary..”
Ryosuke’s head tilted down, wondering what was happening. A shockment suddenly invaded his all body when Kazu coughed once more, hardly.
Something liquid flew out from the little boy’s point lips, he wrapped it with his tiny fingers. Eyes were widened when he saw what something he had just wrapped from his point lips.
“Mama...” his eyes were watery, Ryosuke immediately pulled Kazu’s head into his embrace, “... Mama.. what’s this...”
***
“Don’t be kidding me! He’s just six years old afterall!”
Ryosuke just bowed his head down, covering his face with his palms as he heard his husband’s shout. Sure, Yuto never accepted the fact from the doctor. It was a hard thing to believe, even Ryosuke couldn’t calm himself when the first time he received the words from the doctor.
“Ryosuke, is it a lie? You lied, right?” with his unstable tone, Yuto grabbed Ryosuke’s shoulders only to make everything clear.
Sighing heavily, Ryosuke threw his husband’s hand from his shoulders, “I wasn’t!”
“How long?” Yuto asked. “How long he has been suffering...”
“Since he has a fever. Almost three weeks..”
“He’s only six years old...” Yuto whispered in desperate, “... his lungs should be still healthy, there’s no way he’s suffering this lung cancer..”
“A virus, Yuto. A virus. Do you think only smokers who can suffer this illness?” Ryosuke said more desperately, “There’s no use to talk about how this could be happened, we should find a way to cure him..”
“Surgery?”
“I’m scared! He’s only six years old! Can you imagine him-surgery?!”
“But-“
“Surgery is a last choice! I don’t wanna! We should begin with a therapy.”
“Papa.. Mama..”
A small voice made their heads turn, catching the little boy’s figure who was now standing in front of the opening door of their room. Kazu stepped forward, coughing a little before lifting his arms to reach Yuto’s shoulders, aiming for a hug. Yuto pulled his little boy into his shoulders, and Kazu obediently encircled his small arms around his father’s shoulders.
“It’s warm. I miss Papa..”
True, Yuto was a little busy lately.
But losing for words, Yuto just hugged Kazu tighter.
“I still can wake up tomorrow, ne, Mama? Papa?”
“Of course you can.” Ryosuke smiled with his trembling voice, “You can.”
The little boy didn’t make a response.
“Kazu?”
The boy burried his head deeper into the hug.
“Kazu?” Ryosuke touched the boy’s hand.
And a sniff was heard, “Don’t look, I’m crying..”
Ryosuke’s lips were locked, he was just looking at Yuto who was now going silent and could only carress Kazu’s back for comforting his precious son.
“Papa... Mama..” a very weak voice, Kazu still hide his head on Yuto’s shoulder, “... it’s getting harder and harder for breathing lately.. my breathe is short.. I also begin to feel something hurt in my chest...”
A tear rolled down from Yuto’s eyes.
“... Mama... Papa, these pains happen so fast, it’s too sudden. And it’s getting worse... it hurts.. and I’m scared.. Kazu’s scared-“
A hard sob broke the peaceful line.
“It’s okay, Kazu.” Yuto continously patted Kazu’s back, “We’ll try out best, ganbaru? You’re not alone.”
The boy pulled his head backward, his eyes and his nose were red, and his puffy cheeks were totally wet with the tears.
“I’m alone..” Kazu said with a wheeze, “.. Papa and Mama don’t feel hard to catch a breath... Papa and Mama don’t feel hurt in chest.. the pain is...” a wheeze again, “... is.. different..” Kazu’s voice was getting hoarse all the sudden, “.. Kazu.. feels this pain.. alone..”
“Kazu...” Ryosuke choked out with the tears.
“Stop it, Kazu. Don’t talk, save your breathe.” Yuto took a breathe to normalize his tone, “Get a rest, don’t talk. We love you.”
Kazu was staring at his father intensly with his red eyes.
“What is it, Kazu?”
“I...” a hard wheeze, “... don’t wanna die..”
Ryosuke’s tears fell more.
“Of course you’re not.” Yuto answered quickly, hiding his sudden clenched heart feeling, before bringing his son to his own room.
But Yuto knew, his son wasn’t that stupid for just believing his words.
***
Sitting in a silence, Kazu still rested his head on his father’s arms. Eyes were focusing on the scenery in front of them, so many children were playing with his parents in this park... and Kazu couldn’t help but curving a smile.
“Ne, Papa..” Kazu called softly, still not moving his gaze, “.. I hope.. they won’t be like me.”
Yuto could only stare at his son, waiting for the next words.
“Can I get.. taller? Can I.. be like you, Papa? I’m... the third tallest in my class... but senpais still call me.. shortie..”
Hearing a hoarse voice and unstable rhytim, plus the meaning of the words from his son was making Yuto couldn’t say anything.
The boy let a laughter release from his lips.
“What?” Yuto’s brows furrowed.
“I realized.. that you’re so handsome... when you’re thinking... seriously, no doubt... Mama... could fall for you, Papa.”
“What?!”
The laugh turned softer, “I’m... a bad kid, ne?”
Yuto wrapped his arm around the boy’s little shoulder and brought Kazu closer to him, “You’re not. Don’t say anything weird, you’re my precious son. Our precious son.”
“But... I’m a burden to you lately. You and Mama.. often get a fight. And.. I never... go to school during this month. I’m sorry, Papa. If only... if only God gave you... a healthy son... not a child like me-“
“What are you talking about? Did I just say don’t say anything weird?”
“Papa.. don’t cry...”
Yuto was about to wipe his tears away before Kazu’s small hand was trying to reach Yuto’s face to wipe it for his Papa. Yuto brought his hand down and letting the boy do it for him.
“See, Papa? I’m really... a bad kid. I make you.. cry..” Kazu laughed a bit, still wiping his father’s tears away.
***
“Ryosuke.”
The called guy closed the door of their room before giving his husband a sudden tears, he fell down on his knees with his shaking body. It was obviously pulling an attention from Yuto and he soon approached his spouse.
“Ryosuke, Ryosuke.. what’s wrong?”
He lifted his head up, managed to speak clearly, “I heard him... I heard him crying.. he’s still mentally suffering, Yuto. He’s afraid and he never tell us..”
Yuto’s eyes widened, even though he wasn’t that suprised with the words. Because it was so Kazu afterall.
“He’s crying so hard, Yuto.. he’s crying..” Ryosuke repeated once again, more desperately. “And I’m too weak to face him.. I can’t face him.. how horrible I am. Yuto... I’m scared. For this six months, we’ve done anything! What more should we do?” Sobbing hardly, Ryosuke burried his head into his folded kneels. “I can’t do anything and I feel like useless as a parent! Yuto, what more should we do?!”
“Calm down!” Yuto lifted Ryosuke’s chin, and then palming his spouse’s cheeks with his hands which are almost getting trembled as well, “We’ll get to talk to him.”
A familiar cough was heard.
Both Yuto and Ryosuke together rushed up to the door and opened it quickly.
“Kazu!”
The boy’s eyes were still red, he was coughing hardly and it painful to be heard just representing how painful also it to be produced.
“I’m.. sorry, Papa.. Mama..” his voice was getting worse, making Yuto and Ryosuke shudder at the same time, “It.. it's getting more hurt.. I.. can't.. sleep..”
Yuto was about to carry his son before the cough was getting harder and louder, Ryosuke pulled Kazu’s small body to his embrace and rubbed his back softly but soon Ryosuke screamed out Kazu’s name as he felt his son’s body was fully rely on Ryosuke’s shoulder and his cough suddenly stop while a red liquid unwantedly wetting his clothes.
“Kazu, please.. wake up!”
.
.
.
.
****
If we talk about future, we always feel giddy, ne, Mama? Papa?
I’ll be going taller, I’ll be going handsome just like Papa! Let just my future wife who’ll be beautiful as Mama..
I’m going to do my best in school, so that I can make you proud of me..
There are so many things that I wanna do...
“We’ve tried our best to save him, but... just go inside, he’s still have a little time-“
Classic. Cliche.
Why?
“Kazu-chan..”
Tears.
A grip on the tiny hand, making sure for the safety.
“Kazu-chan..”
No matter how many times his mother call...
... the little boy could only stare at his beautiful face with the tired eyes.
“Gomenasai..” it almost couldn’t be heard, “.. for making you.. cry again..”
And Ryosule couldn’t hold it anymore, he hugged his son, his dearest, his only precious tightly, very tight. As if he was screaming out loud that he didn’t want everything or everyone to take his son away from this tight hug.
I wanna grow up...
I wanna grow taller...
I wanna grow smarter...
Why does future really amusing?
“It’s.. warm.. Mama..”
Yuto walked a step, smiling bitterly before leaning closer to give his only son a kiss on the forehead while carressing his hair lovingly.
“Warm..” and a smiled formed. “.. arigatou..”
But...
.. my height will be stuck in this state.. and everyone will keep calling me cute instead of handsome.
My fragile body will be unmoving.. and it won’t grow up anymore..
And I don’t have any right to play with my body again, that means I lost all my future..
It’s cruel..
”Su..ki..”
Yes, it’s cruel, Mama, Papa..
My body will be useless, but my heart’s not..
You know I still love you, still thanking you for taking care of me..
For loving me..
“Kazu?”
The small body was convulsing a bit while he was trying to catch some air. But he failed.. yet he fell down on his mother’s shoulder with his eyes were now closed fully and his empty body. Silence suddenly filled the room, no one dare to speak up as they were seeing that Ryosuke was still hugging his son, still not wanting to open his eyes to receive the truth that he already knew.
“Ryosuke..”
But Ryosuke just cried softly, humming the incoherent words.
“Ryosuke..”
I’m sorry for always making you cry. We both cry..
It’ll be better soon, Mama, Papa.. I promise.
Just let me go to somewhere I couldn’t cry anymore and couldn’t make you cry again.
And let me say my goodbye.
I love you..
~000~
owari
That’s how it is -____-
I cant make Kazu an adoption of YamaJima so I mentioned MPREG here even though it’s rather blurry
Mind to give me your comment and critique? Thank you :|