Butterfly [One-shot]
Title: Butterfly
Author: Juri
Pairing: Sakumiya
Rating: PG
Summary: I knew that “pain” and “heartbreak” were too different things. “Pain” was something I lived with after he rejected me. “Heartbreak” was going to be the death of me.
I’m caught in this web of unrequited love.
It was a party like any other party I had been to in my life. Well almost.
The only difference was that it was a friend’s wedding. The good news was that it was in a hotel far from Tokyo, so I had a reserved room. If I ever got bored of the party, I could just excuse myself and head to sleep. But that would be rude. It was a friend’s wedding after all.
Everyone there arrived in luxurious dresses and sharp tuxedos. Their hair, perfect. Their stature, presentable.
I don’t think I saw one person there without a smile on their face. Except for me.
It wasn’t like I wasn’t having a good time. Everything was wonderful. The food was good, everyone looked stunning (even my date) and the music…well… I wish I had something better to say about the performer.
In the entertainment industry, everybody practically knew everyone. Not that this was a bad thing. Often more than not, it was rather helpful.
My one complaint was that the singer was Ninomiya Kazunari.
I’ll tell you why this is upsetting me.
I confessed to him.
I wanted to see what would happen if I offered myself to him.
And I was rejected.
I really couldn’t tell if it was love though. All I know was that it broke my heart how easily he could reject me.
This is a normal step in life, usually.
What wasn’t normal was that he was looking intently at me as he performs for the guests.
My date tugged on my jacket sleeve. “Sakurai-san, do you know who the singer is? He’s so gorgeous!”
“Yeah, he’s a friend of mine,” I reply.
“No way! Who?”
“Ninomiya Kazunari.” I hoped she didn’t get the hint of disgust in my voice.
“A wonderful name for a wonderfully looking person,” she marveled.
I rolled my eyes and continued to watch him perform. Singing his sweet melodies, the words and music seemed to wrap around me like a trap.
“Oh!!!” My date squealed. “He’s staring right at me!!”
No, I’m pretty sure he’s staring at me, I think. But I can’t tell her that.
For all I know, he really does favor women and pleasing them and I had no way to get close to him.
The final notes were sung and played and the lights dimmed to just the band. I watched Ninomiya sneak off the stage and walk over to me and my date. I was sure that he was going to stop and whisper something sweetly to the woman at my side.
Instead, as if I had all of a sudden become deaf, the room became quiet and my body had a burst of flame surge through it as I felt the light, discreet touch from his fingertips quickly caress my hand as he walked by.
It was a quick, silent moment in which I felt we were the only two in the room.
My eyes followed his hand.
My date brought me back to reality with screeches of “Oh my god!! He walked right past me! Oh my god!!”
I swallowed hard and licked my chapped lips. A thousand thoughts flew through my head, none of which I could decipher.
While my date talked to other women there, their hearts stolen by Ninomiya, I followed him tactfully.
I didn’t know what was going to happen.
When I exited the party area, Ninomiya, leaning against a column in the entrance hall with a smug look on his face, beckoned me to come to him with a head nod around a secluded corner.
I could only imagine what he wanted to do. He was a very complex person.
When I rounded the corner, the chest of my tuxedo jacket was pulled and my back shoved into the wall. Ninomiya, with a stern look on his face, leaned closer to me. I could feel the heart in my chest beat faster and the blood rush to my ears, causing a burning sensation.
“I kind of want to eat you,” Ninomiya whispered into my reddened ear. He backed off a slight bit and said, “Should we look for somewhere to go?”
The smell of cigarettes and sweat wafted off of him. I didn’t like it for some reason. But when I caught the aroma of his usual scent, it put me at ease.
Ninomiya closed his eyes and softly brought his lips to mine.
This man was a rose. Beautiful to look at but, really, he was a dangerous, dirty trick.
I felt like this might just be a game for him. I’ve seen the women Ninomiya dumped when he was done with them. I didn’t want to be someone else that would be tossed aside when he was finished.
*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*
Ninomiya made me unlock the door to my room in the hotel. He was light, ephemeral, going right for the tie around my neck, whispering sweet words.
Life was fleeting, as was passion. I wanted to enjoy this intimacy, even if it was just a dream.
“We have nothing to lose,” he said between heavy kisses.
I can’t go on like this. My heart was held captive by him. “Don’t make me so happy in vain…”
“I won’t,” he promised.
Unable to find the correct words (or maybe no words were needed to begin with), we embraced each other.
I wanted this to continue. My only thought was I wanted this to continue tonight, tomorrow, the day after. I wanted him to have me again. I wanted to have him again.
I was a butterfly trapped in his web.
*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*
I relaxed on the couch by the window in the room as the sun came up.
The only thing on me was a sheet we ripped from the bed to cover ourselves from the cold air in the room.
Ninomiya wandered up behind my head, his upper body exposed and naked. He laid a hand on my bare chest and lightly kissed my cheek and then my neck.
I knew that “pain” and “heartbreak” were too different things. “Pain” was something I lived with after he rejected me. “Heartbreak” was going to be the death of me.
I walked a tightrope. I know it can’t go on like this.
That’s fine…
…It’s better than being alone.
“We aren’t in love,” Ninomiya said in a quiet tone. “But for some reason, when it comes to you, I want to try and believe, even if it is a lie.”
“We aren’t in love… We aren’t in love…” I repeated. “But I have feelings for you.”
I pulled him close to me and kissed him, hoping my feeling could be conveyed.
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OOC: Hey everyone! I wanted to say thank you for reading!
I found Acid Black Cherry's new single, "Chou" and the PV got me thinking of a fic and this was kind of born from that. I hope it's okay, lol. It's been quiet a while since I've written and finished something! My style for this fic kind of changed a little bit... and it kind of ends a little unresolved, so once again, create your own perfect ending :DD I'm such a jerk!
On another note, I'm not sure if I'm back on the fanfic writing front for good, but I'm still around, so don't fret! School has been busy for me, lol, as is life. I'm not giving up fanficing, I've just been insanely busy!
Author: Juri
Pairing: Sakumiya
Rating: PG
Summary: I knew that “pain” and “heartbreak” were too different things. “Pain” was something I lived with after he rejected me. “Heartbreak” was going to be the death of me.
I’m caught in this web of unrequited love.
It was a party like any other party I had been to in my life. Well almost.
The only difference was that it was a friend’s wedding. The good news was that it was in a hotel far from Tokyo, so I had a reserved room. If I ever got bored of the party, I could just excuse myself and head to sleep. But that would be rude. It was a friend’s wedding after all.
Everyone there arrived in luxurious dresses and sharp tuxedos. Their hair, perfect. Their stature, presentable.
I don’t think I saw one person there without a smile on their face. Except for me.
It wasn’t like I wasn’t having a good time. Everything was wonderful. The food was good, everyone looked stunning (even my date) and the music…well… I wish I had something better to say about the performer.
In the entertainment industry, everybody practically knew everyone. Not that this was a bad thing. Often more than not, it was rather helpful.
My one complaint was that the singer was Ninomiya Kazunari.
I’ll tell you why this is upsetting me.
I confessed to him.
I wanted to see what would happen if I offered myself to him.
And I was rejected.
I really couldn’t tell if it was love though. All I know was that it broke my heart how easily he could reject me.
This is a normal step in life, usually.
What wasn’t normal was that he was looking intently at me as he performs for the guests.
My date tugged on my jacket sleeve. “Sakurai-san, do you know who the singer is? He’s so gorgeous!”
“Yeah, he’s a friend of mine,” I reply.
“No way! Who?”
“Ninomiya Kazunari.” I hoped she didn’t get the hint of disgust in my voice.
“A wonderful name for a wonderfully looking person,” she marveled.
I rolled my eyes and continued to watch him perform. Singing his sweet melodies, the words and music seemed to wrap around me like a trap.
“Oh!!!” My date squealed. “He’s staring right at me!!”
No, I’m pretty sure he’s staring at me, I think. But I can’t tell her that.
For all I know, he really does favor women and pleasing them and I had no way to get close to him.
The final notes were sung and played and the lights dimmed to just the band. I watched Ninomiya sneak off the stage and walk over to me and my date. I was sure that he was going to stop and whisper something sweetly to the woman at my side.
Instead, as if I had all of a sudden become deaf, the room became quiet and my body had a burst of flame surge through it as I felt the light, discreet touch from his fingertips quickly caress my hand as he walked by.
It was a quick, silent moment in which I felt we were the only two in the room.
My eyes followed his hand.
My date brought me back to reality with screeches of “Oh my god!! He walked right past me! Oh my god!!”
I swallowed hard and licked my chapped lips. A thousand thoughts flew through my head, none of which I could decipher.
While my date talked to other women there, their hearts stolen by Ninomiya, I followed him tactfully.
I didn’t know what was going to happen.
When I exited the party area, Ninomiya, leaning against a column in the entrance hall with a smug look on his face, beckoned me to come to him with a head nod around a secluded corner.
I could only imagine what he wanted to do. He was a very complex person.
When I rounded the corner, the chest of my tuxedo jacket was pulled and my back shoved into the wall. Ninomiya, with a stern look on his face, leaned closer to me. I could feel the heart in my chest beat faster and the blood rush to my ears, causing a burning sensation.
“I kind of want to eat you,” Ninomiya whispered into my reddened ear. He backed off a slight bit and said, “Should we look for somewhere to go?”
The smell of cigarettes and sweat wafted off of him. I didn’t like it for some reason. But when I caught the aroma of his usual scent, it put me at ease.
Ninomiya closed his eyes and softly brought his lips to mine.
This man was a rose. Beautiful to look at but, really, he was a dangerous, dirty trick.
I felt like this might just be a game for him. I’ve seen the women Ninomiya dumped when he was done with them. I didn’t want to be someone else that would be tossed aside when he was finished.
*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*
Ninomiya made me unlock the door to my room in the hotel. He was light, ephemeral, going right for the tie around my neck, whispering sweet words.
Life was fleeting, as was passion. I wanted to enjoy this intimacy, even if it was just a dream.
“We have nothing to lose,” he said between heavy kisses.
I can’t go on like this. My heart was held captive by him. “Don’t make me so happy in vain…”
“I won’t,” he promised.
Unable to find the correct words (or maybe no words were needed to begin with), we embraced each other.
I wanted this to continue. My only thought was I wanted this to continue tonight, tomorrow, the day after. I wanted him to have me again. I wanted to have him again.
I was a butterfly trapped in his web.
*~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~*
I relaxed on the couch by the window in the room as the sun came up.
The only thing on me was a sheet we ripped from the bed to cover ourselves from the cold air in the room.
Ninomiya wandered up behind my head, his upper body exposed and naked. He laid a hand on my bare chest and lightly kissed my cheek and then my neck.
I knew that “pain” and “heartbreak” were too different things. “Pain” was something I lived with after he rejected me. “Heartbreak” was going to be the death of me.
I walked a tightrope. I know it can’t go on like this.
That’s fine…
…It’s better than being alone.
“We aren’t in love,” Ninomiya said in a quiet tone. “But for some reason, when it comes to you, I want to try and believe, even if it is a lie.”
“We aren’t in love… We aren’t in love…” I repeated. “But I have feelings for you.”
I pulled him close to me and kissed him, hoping my feeling could be conveyed.
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OOC: Hey everyone! I wanted to say thank you for reading!
I found Acid Black Cherry's new single, "Chou" and the PV got me thinking of a fic and this was kind of born from that. I hope it's okay, lol. It's been quiet a while since I've written and finished something! My style for this fic kind of changed a little bit... and it kind of ends a little unresolved, so once again, create your own perfect ending :DD I'm such a jerk!
On another note, I'm not sure if I'm back on the fanfic writing front for good, but I'm still around, so don't fret! School has been busy for me, lol, as is life. I'm not giving up fanficing, I've just been insanely busy!