Rain's Smile - 02
Title: Rain's Smile
Author: iyris (iyris_h)
Fandom: Hey! Say! JUMP
Pairing: Chinen Yuri/Morimoto Ryutaro, Takaki Yuya/Chinen Yuri, spotted! Yamada Ryosuke/Nakajima Yuto
Rating: PG
Genre: romance, BL, angst
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this story. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any previously copyrighted material. No copyright infringement is intended.
Synopsis:
Chinen’s heart was saved by Ryutaro when Takaki broke it. It was an almost simple love story at first. Chinen was left by Takaki, Ryutaro came in and they fell in love with each other. But Takaki came back, with a valid reason for his sudden disappearance. Love triangle? Nah, because even though Takaki returned with a valid reason, Chinen was already sure that he will choose Ryutaro. But Chinen was already late, because this time, it was Ryutaro’s turn to disappear. Late? Not really, maybe.
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two
CHINEN yuri’s pov
My head feels heavy when I woke up. My left hand held my head and I groaned. It aches. I squinted when I realized that everything around me is unfamiliar. A wide room filled with expensive furnishings. A condo? I assumed.
My eyes landed beside the bed, I automatically sat up when I saw a stranger beside me. He was sitting at the floor, his head resting peacefully on the bed while holding my hand. I leaned closer to scrutinize his face. He has gentle features. He’s not really a stranger, he’s the guy I saw yesterday. But I’m sure I have seen him before, even before yesterday when he came and aided me, I just can’t remember. Still, I don’t know his identity, that makes him a stranger to me, doesn’t it?
He stirred awake and sat up. He rubbed his eyes and yawned like a child then looked at me.
“Are you feeling alright?” he asked with a gentle voice and stood up. He pulled the curtains open and the sunlight invaded the room. He then faced me again.
I nodded. “My head just kinda feels heavy,” I answered.
He smiled. “That’s good to hear. I’ll just reheat the porridge, you must be hungry. You didn’t eat any dinner last night,” he said and left the room, giving me no chance to reply.
My eyes wandered around the room once again and saw a bucket of water on the side table, a white towel lying on its side. There’s a glass of water, too, and a medicine beside it, along with a thermometer.
I must have gotten a fever last night, I thought. And he took care of me. What a nice guy.
He entered the room again with a tray and porridge on top of it. Smells good, I admit.
“Sorry to make you wait,” he said and put the tray in front of me. “Can you eat by yourself?”
“Yeah. I’m already good. Thanks for taking care of me last night,” I answered and took a spoonful. Whoa! Delicious! “It tastes good!”
He chuckled. “Of course it does, I’m the one who cooked it after all.”
Wow, he’s suddenly full of himself. I shouldn’t have praised him. I was half-done when I finally remembered the question I should have asked before he left the room. “Who are you? Why am I here?”
“I’m Morimoto Ryutaro,” he answered. He looked at me hesitantly first before answering the second question. “Yesterday, I took you here.”
Yesterday? I can’t really remember. Wait, what happened yesterday? I tried to remind myself of what happened yesterday and I swear, I regretted it the second I remembered everything. I suddenly lost my strength. Right, Yuya broke up with me.
“I DON’T LOVE YOU ANYMORE.”
Without thinking, I set the tray aside and got up from the bed. I staggered upon standing when I felt dizzy but someone grabbed me.
“Where are you going? You’re not fully well yet,” he told me.
“I need to talk to Yuya. I need to go to him,” I answered without looking at him.
Silence. He must be thinking of what to say. He released his hold on me, that’s the time I looked at him.
“I got it,” he said understandingly, “But you should fix yourself first and let me go with you, at least.”
I nodded obediently.
~oOo~
My eyes widened when I saw Yuya’s condo EMPTY.
“What’s going on here?” I whispered to myself when I entered the door.
I ran inside checked his room, no clothes, no shoes, no personal things. All of his things, all of his belongings are GONE! I contacted his mobile but it can’t be reached.
“What’s the meaning of this?” my lips quivered. “I didn’t hear anything about this!”
I leaned my body to the wall for support but someone held me and gave me a greater support. I turned my head to see him.
“Pull yourself together!” Morimoto told me as he straightened my weak body.
“Morimoto-san,” I called weakly.
“Here,” he held a piece of paper in front of me, “I saw it in his cabinet. Your name is written in front.”
I got a hold of it and sat calmly on the nearest chair I found. I opened the paper which was folded into two.
Yuri,
Don’t look for me. You will never find me.
Just accept that there’s no more US. It already ended.
Take care of yourself, goodbye.
Love,
Yuya
My tears wet the paper I was holding. My heart crumpled as I crumpled the paper in my hand. I can’t explain the pain I’m feeling now, I thought the pain yesterday was the worst. But seems like I have to feel the worst pain again today.
Morimoto stood in front of me and pulled me into his arms. I didn’t resist, I don’t have strength to do so. And I admit, I need him now. I sobbed into his chest, as I feel his soothing palm at my back.
“Just let it out,” he said. “It’s better to let it out than keeping it inside.”
I let my tears out, cried my heart out. Albeit I know that the cut in my heart won’t heal even if I let go of million liters of tears. I put my hands at his back and hugged him tighter.
I don’t know him, indeed. But for some reason, he, being by my side is enough to keep me breathing, to keep me alive, to keep my soul in place even if my very core is slowly dying.
~♥O♥~ MORIMOTO ryutaro’s pov
I felt the hand I’m holding moved so I stirred awake and sat up. I yawned and rubbed my eyes like I always do everytime I wake up. I still feel sleepy, I didn’t get any sleep last night. I set my eyes on my patient. I see, he’s already awake.
“Are you feeling alright?” I asked before standing up and opening the curtains to let the light inside. I looked at him again.
He nodded before saying, “My head just kinda feels heavy.”
Looks like he’s not so well yet but he’s better than last night. I smiled. “That’s good to hear. I’ll just reheat the porridge, you must be hungry. You didn’t eat any dinner last night,” I said and left the room.
I headed to the kitchen and set the pot on flame. My mind is wondering how Chinen is feeling now. How is he handling his emotion inside? Is he emotionally fine? I don’t know, all I could do now is to just watch over him. Not long later, the porridge is hot again. I prepared his food and returned to the room.
“Sorry to make you wait,” I said and put the tray in front of him. “Can you eat by yourself?” I asked. I prayed a little that he’d answer NO, I want to feed him.
“Yeah. I’m already good. Thanks for taking care of me last night,” he responded and took a spoonful. He smiled. “It tastes good!”
I laughed lightly. He’s better than I thought. At least he’s not sulking darkly on one corner or crying out of depression.
“Of course it does, I’m the one who cooked it after all,” I bragged. Tsk. The boastful me can’t be held down once in awhile.
“Who are you? Why am I here?” he suddenly asked, that took me off guard. What to say?
“I’m Morimoto Ryutaro,” I finally said, answering the first question. But how about the second? Looks like he doesn’t remember yet what happened. I carefully chose my words, not wanting to hit a nerve. “Yesterday, I took you here.”
He turned silent. Confusion painted in his face that was soon replaced by an expression I don’t want to see. He dropped the spoon and tears started to fall from his already puffy eyes. He put the tray down and stood up but he staggered so I quickly went beside him.
“Where are you going? You’re not fully well yet,” I asked him as I held onto him firmly.
“I need to talk to Yuya. I need to go to him,” he answered, his eyes focused on the door.
I thought for awhile. He should be staying on the bed, recovering. I don’t want to let him go. But I can understand him. He loves Takaki, he can’t just give up so easily. And he needs answer to his questions, questions that only Takaki can answer. I’d do the same if I were on his place.
“I got it,” I answered and let go of him, “But you should fix yourself first and let me go with you, at least.”
He nodded in response.
~oOo~
My eyebrows automatically furrowed when we reached the condo of Takaki. Why? Because the place is almost empty.
“What’s going on here?” Chinen whispered. He was walking a bit ahead of me.
He ran inside and I just quietly followed him, checking the place just like he’s doing when I noticed a piece of paper in one of the cabinets.
“What’s the meaning of this? I didn’t hear anything about this!” I heard Chinen says. My eyes automatically searched for him and found him leaning on the wall. I approached him and hugged him from behind. I did it without thinking, my body just moved on its own.
“Pull yourself together!” I told him.
“Morimoto-san,” he muttered weakly.
“Here, I saw it in his cabinet. Your name is written in front,” I said while handing him a piece of paper.
He sat on a chair and calmly opened the paper. I peeked at it from behind.
Yuri,
Don’t look for me. You will never find me.
Just accept that there’s no more US. It already ended.
Take care of yourself, goodbye.
Love,
Yuya
Giving him the paper, was it the right thing to do? Should have I read the paper first? But what would I do after knowing its content? What change would it do if I didn’t give it to him? NONE. He will still cry just like now and I can’t do anything again to stop his tears.
I wrapped him in my arms and patted his back. I don’t know if this could help, but at least, I want to share my strength to him.
“Just let it out,” I uttered. “It’s better to let it out than keeping it inside.”
And he did as I said. He cried it out. He let his tears continuously escape his eyes. It’s painful to watch him like this because the tears he’s showing me, they are genuine tears of pain. And I know, that his heart is crying, too.
Supporting him from standing became a bit hard on my part so we settled on a chair, not letting go of each other. We stayed there, his head on my chest as one of my hands wrapped around his petite body, waiting for his tears to get dry. Soon, he calmed down, his tight grip on me loosened, and his hitching evened out. I looked down at him, he’s sleeping peacefully.
My other hand searched for my phone inside my pocket and dialed a number. Three rings and finally an answer.
“Yo, Yama-chan,” I started.
“Oh Ryutaro! Where are you now? Why are you absent?” Yamada responded from the other end of the line.
“You have a contact to Chinen’s friend, right?”
“Chinen? You mean Chinen Yuri?”
“Yeah. You do have a contact to his friend, don’t you?”
“Friend who?”
“The second year who’s always with him. The tall and thin one.”
“Ah, you mean Yuto-kun?”
“Right. I think that’s his name. Call him and tell him to go to Chinen’s apartment now.”
“Ok but why?”
“Thanks. See you tomorrow at school. Bye,” I ignored his question and immediately hung up. I put my phone back to its original place and carried Chinen then sent him to his apartment. How did I know his address? Well, if you like someone, won’t it be normal to want to know where he lives? Also, I have my reliable sources.
Good thing I found the key in his things. I arranged him in his bed, left a note for the Yuto guy, and walked out of the apartment. I sat somewhere near the apartment and waited for the tall guy to arrive, making sure that someone will watch over Chinen, before leaving the place quietly.
~oOo~
Droplets of water kept on dripping from my wet hair and body when I went out of the bathroom after a short shower. I wrapped my lower body with a towel before getting a small pack of milk from the fridge. I walked toward the glass wall where I can see the city from my room. My condo is on 12th floor of the building that’s why I can see the beauty of the city during night. I brushed my wet hair backward and I saw my reflection on the glass, water still dripping down.
They are just like tears, I thought, referring to the droplets of water in my face, before sipping in my milk. My sight of my own reflection was soon replaced with Chinen’s crying figure. His sobs are still clear inside my head, covering the picture of smiling Chinen that is printed in my mind. Just when will I see him happy again?
I sighed after drinking all the milk in the pack.
Real tears are not those that fall from the eyes and cover the face, but those that fall from the heart and cover the soul.
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Author: iyris (iyris_h)
Fandom: Hey! Say! JUMP
Pairing: Chinen Yuri/Morimoto Ryutaro, Takaki Yuya/Chinen Yuri, spotted! Yamada Ryosuke/Nakajima Yuto
Rating: PG
Genre: romance, BL, angst
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this story. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any previously copyrighted material. No copyright infringement is intended.
Synopsis:
Chinen’s heart was saved by Ryutaro when Takaki broke it. It was an almost simple love story at first. Chinen was left by Takaki, Ryutaro came in and they fell in love with each other. But Takaki came back, with a valid reason for his sudden disappearance. Love triangle? Nah, because even though Takaki returned with a valid reason, Chinen was already sure that he will choose Ryutaro. But Chinen was already late, because this time, it was Ryutaro’s turn to disappear. Late? Not really, maybe.
one
two
CHINEN yuri’s pov
My head feels heavy when I woke up. My left hand held my head and I groaned. It aches. I squinted when I realized that everything around me is unfamiliar. A wide room filled with expensive furnishings. A condo? I assumed.
My eyes landed beside the bed, I automatically sat up when I saw a stranger beside me. He was sitting at the floor, his head resting peacefully on the bed while holding my hand. I leaned closer to scrutinize his face. He has gentle features. He’s not really a stranger, he’s the guy I saw yesterday. But I’m sure I have seen him before, even before yesterday when he came and aided me, I just can’t remember. Still, I don’t know his identity, that makes him a stranger to me, doesn’t it?
He stirred awake and sat up. He rubbed his eyes and yawned like a child then looked at me.
“Are you feeling alright?” he asked with a gentle voice and stood up. He pulled the curtains open and the sunlight invaded the room. He then faced me again.
I nodded. “My head just kinda feels heavy,” I answered.
He smiled. “That’s good to hear. I’ll just reheat the porridge, you must be hungry. You didn’t eat any dinner last night,” he said and left the room, giving me no chance to reply.
My eyes wandered around the room once again and saw a bucket of water on the side table, a white towel lying on its side. There’s a glass of water, too, and a medicine beside it, along with a thermometer.
I must have gotten a fever last night, I thought. And he took care of me. What a nice guy.
He entered the room again with a tray and porridge on top of it. Smells good, I admit.
“Sorry to make you wait,” he said and put the tray in front of me. “Can you eat by yourself?”
“Yeah. I’m already good. Thanks for taking care of me last night,” I answered and took a spoonful. Whoa! Delicious! “It tastes good!”
He chuckled. “Of course it does, I’m the one who cooked it after all.”
Wow, he’s suddenly full of himself. I shouldn’t have praised him. I was half-done when I finally remembered the question I should have asked before he left the room. “Who are you? Why am I here?”
“I’m Morimoto Ryutaro,” he answered. He looked at me hesitantly first before answering the second question. “Yesterday, I took you here.”
Yesterday? I can’t really remember. Wait, what happened yesterday? I tried to remind myself of what happened yesterday and I swear, I regretted it the second I remembered everything. I suddenly lost my strength. Right, Yuya broke up with me.
“I DON’T LOVE YOU ANYMORE.”
Without thinking, I set the tray aside and got up from the bed. I staggered upon standing when I felt dizzy but someone grabbed me.
“Where are you going? You’re not fully well yet,” he told me.
“I need to talk to Yuya. I need to go to him,” I answered without looking at him.
Silence. He must be thinking of what to say. He released his hold on me, that’s the time I looked at him.
“I got it,” he said understandingly, “But you should fix yourself first and let me go with you, at least.”
I nodded obediently.
~oOo~
My eyes widened when I saw Yuya’s condo EMPTY.
“What’s going on here?” I whispered to myself when I entered the door.
I ran inside checked his room, no clothes, no shoes, no personal things. All of his things, all of his belongings are GONE! I contacted his mobile but it can’t be reached.
“What’s the meaning of this?” my lips quivered. “I didn’t hear anything about this!”
I leaned my body to the wall for support but someone held me and gave me a greater support. I turned my head to see him.
“Pull yourself together!” Morimoto told me as he straightened my weak body.
“Morimoto-san,” I called weakly.
“Here,” he held a piece of paper in front of me, “I saw it in his cabinet. Your name is written in front.”
I got a hold of it and sat calmly on the nearest chair I found. I opened the paper which was folded into two.
Yuri,
Don’t look for me. You will never find me.
Just accept that there’s no more US. It already ended.
Take care of yourself, goodbye.
Love,
Yuya
My tears wet the paper I was holding. My heart crumpled as I crumpled the paper in my hand. I can’t explain the pain I’m feeling now, I thought the pain yesterday was the worst. But seems like I have to feel the worst pain again today.
Morimoto stood in front of me and pulled me into his arms. I didn’t resist, I don’t have strength to do so. And I admit, I need him now. I sobbed into his chest, as I feel his soothing palm at my back.
“Just let it out,” he said. “It’s better to let it out than keeping it inside.”
I let my tears out, cried my heart out. Albeit I know that the cut in my heart won’t heal even if I let go of million liters of tears. I put my hands at his back and hugged him tighter.
I don’t know him, indeed. But for some reason, he, being by my side is enough to keep me breathing, to keep me alive, to keep my soul in place even if my very core is slowly dying.
~♥O♥~ MORIMOTO ryutaro’s pov
I felt the hand I’m holding moved so I stirred awake and sat up. I yawned and rubbed my eyes like I always do everytime I wake up. I still feel sleepy, I didn’t get any sleep last night. I set my eyes on my patient. I see, he’s already awake.
“Are you feeling alright?” I asked before standing up and opening the curtains to let the light inside. I looked at him again.
He nodded before saying, “My head just kinda feels heavy.”
Looks like he’s not so well yet but he’s better than last night. I smiled. “That’s good to hear. I’ll just reheat the porridge, you must be hungry. You didn’t eat any dinner last night,” I said and left the room.
I headed to the kitchen and set the pot on flame. My mind is wondering how Chinen is feeling now. How is he handling his emotion inside? Is he emotionally fine? I don’t know, all I could do now is to just watch over him. Not long later, the porridge is hot again. I prepared his food and returned to the room.
“Sorry to make you wait,” I said and put the tray in front of him. “Can you eat by yourself?” I asked. I prayed a little that he’d answer NO, I want to feed him.
“Yeah. I’m already good. Thanks for taking care of me last night,” he responded and took a spoonful. He smiled. “It tastes good!”
I laughed lightly. He’s better than I thought. At least he’s not sulking darkly on one corner or crying out of depression.
“Of course it does, I’m the one who cooked it after all,” I bragged. Tsk. The boastful me can’t be held down once in awhile.
“Who are you? Why am I here?” he suddenly asked, that took me off guard. What to say?
“I’m Morimoto Ryutaro,” I finally said, answering the first question. But how about the second? Looks like he doesn’t remember yet what happened. I carefully chose my words, not wanting to hit a nerve. “Yesterday, I took you here.”
He turned silent. Confusion painted in his face that was soon replaced by an expression I don’t want to see. He dropped the spoon and tears started to fall from his already puffy eyes. He put the tray down and stood up but he staggered so I quickly went beside him.
“Where are you going? You’re not fully well yet,” I asked him as I held onto him firmly.
“I need to talk to Yuya. I need to go to him,” he answered, his eyes focused on the door.
I thought for awhile. He should be staying on the bed, recovering. I don’t want to let him go. But I can understand him. He loves Takaki, he can’t just give up so easily. And he needs answer to his questions, questions that only Takaki can answer. I’d do the same if I were on his place.
“I got it,” I answered and let go of him, “But you should fix yourself first and let me go with you, at least.”
He nodded in response.
~oOo~
My eyebrows automatically furrowed when we reached the condo of Takaki. Why? Because the place is almost empty.
“What’s going on here?” Chinen whispered. He was walking a bit ahead of me.
He ran inside and I just quietly followed him, checking the place just like he’s doing when I noticed a piece of paper in one of the cabinets.
“What’s the meaning of this? I didn’t hear anything about this!” I heard Chinen says. My eyes automatically searched for him and found him leaning on the wall. I approached him and hugged him from behind. I did it without thinking, my body just moved on its own.
“Pull yourself together!” I told him.
“Morimoto-san,” he muttered weakly.
“Here, I saw it in his cabinet. Your name is written in front,” I said while handing him a piece of paper.
He sat on a chair and calmly opened the paper. I peeked at it from behind.
Yuri,
Don’t look for me. You will never find me.
Just accept that there’s no more US. It already ended.
Take care of yourself, goodbye.
Love,
Yuya
Giving him the paper, was it the right thing to do? Should have I read the paper first? But what would I do after knowing its content? What change would it do if I didn’t give it to him? NONE. He will still cry just like now and I can’t do anything again to stop his tears.
I wrapped him in my arms and patted his back. I don’t know if this could help, but at least, I want to share my strength to him.
“Just let it out,” I uttered. “It’s better to let it out than keeping it inside.”
And he did as I said. He cried it out. He let his tears continuously escape his eyes. It’s painful to watch him like this because the tears he’s showing me, they are genuine tears of pain. And I know, that his heart is crying, too.
Supporting him from standing became a bit hard on my part so we settled on a chair, not letting go of each other. We stayed there, his head on my chest as one of my hands wrapped around his petite body, waiting for his tears to get dry. Soon, he calmed down, his tight grip on me loosened, and his hitching evened out. I looked down at him, he’s sleeping peacefully.
My other hand searched for my phone inside my pocket and dialed a number. Three rings and finally an answer.
“Yo, Yama-chan,” I started.
“Oh Ryutaro! Where are you now? Why are you absent?” Yamada responded from the other end of the line.
“You have a contact to Chinen’s friend, right?”
“Chinen? You mean Chinen Yuri?”
“Yeah. You do have a contact to his friend, don’t you?”
“Friend who?”
“The second year who’s always with him. The tall and thin one.”
“Ah, you mean Yuto-kun?”
“Right. I think that’s his name. Call him and tell him to go to Chinen’s apartment now.”
“Ok but why?”
“Thanks. See you tomorrow at school. Bye,” I ignored his question and immediately hung up. I put my phone back to its original place and carried Chinen then sent him to his apartment. How did I know his address? Well, if you like someone, won’t it be normal to want to know where he lives? Also, I have my reliable sources.
Good thing I found the key in his things. I arranged him in his bed, left a note for the Yuto guy, and walked out of the apartment. I sat somewhere near the apartment and waited for the tall guy to arrive, making sure that someone will watch over Chinen, before leaving the place quietly.
~oOo~
Droplets of water kept on dripping from my wet hair and body when I went out of the bathroom after a short shower. I wrapped my lower body with a towel before getting a small pack of milk from the fridge. I walked toward the glass wall where I can see the city from my room. My condo is on 12th floor of the building that’s why I can see the beauty of the city during night. I brushed my wet hair backward and I saw my reflection on the glass, water still dripping down.
They are just like tears, I thought, referring to the droplets of water in my face, before sipping in my milk. My sight of my own reflection was soon replaced with Chinen’s crying figure. His sobs are still clear inside my head, covering the picture of smiling Chinen that is printed in my mind. Just when will I see him happy again?
I sighed after drinking all the milk in the pack.
Real tears are not those that fall from the eyes and cover the face, but those that fall from the heart and cover the soul.
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