[13 phones] & [14 family] Kaeru
Title: Kaeru
Author: 1sithlord
Theme: [13 phones] & [14 family]
Band/pairing: Ken (L'Arc~en~Ciel)
Notes: Double drabble. I have NO idea where this came from. I don't even like Ken all that much, but here you have it. Angst again. Started with the thought that Ken hasn't spoken to his parents since he started L'Arc. The guy at the end . . . I'm just not sure who he is, but I see him there none-the-less, so I wrote him in. I guess, feel free to make him whoever you want. Maybe let me know your thoughts on that if you feel like it. As for the title, kaeru can mean a few different things, but in this case I meant for it to be "return".
Fifteen messages and still no call back. Fuck. I flipped my phone closed and took a long drag on my cigarette as the wind caught the smoke and whipped it away. Screw them. If they couldn't get over it after almost fifteen years it wasn't my fault. I leaned up against the railing and tried to convince myself that the reason we weren't speaking was simply because I had disobeyed their wishes by joining a band. I knew it wasn't, but pretending made me feel better. The wind picked up and howled in my ears as I smoked. If they wanted to be immature about it, fine. I was an adult and I could make my own decisions. I sighed and rubbed my eyes. I didn't want to admit that after all these years I just wanted to hear their voices. We didn't even have to get along. They could yell at me for all I cared, as long as I could hear them speak to me again. I opened my eyes and saw him walking towards me smiling and holding my drink in a victorious way. I tried to swallow the pain in my chest as I smiled back.
Author: 1sithlord
Theme: [13 phones] & [14 family]
Band/pairing: Ken (L'Arc~en~Ciel)
Notes: Double drabble. I have NO idea where this came from. I don't even like Ken all that much, but here you have it. Angst again. Started with the thought that Ken hasn't spoken to his parents since he started L'Arc. The guy at the end . . . I'm just not sure who he is, but I see him there none-the-less, so I wrote him in. I guess, feel free to make him whoever you want. Maybe let me know your thoughts on that if you feel like it. As for the title, kaeru can mean a few different things, but in this case I meant for it to be "return".
Fifteen messages and still no call back. Fuck. I flipped my phone closed and took a long drag on my cigarette as the wind caught the smoke and whipped it away. Screw them. If they couldn't get over it after almost fifteen years it wasn't my fault. I leaned up against the railing and tried to convince myself that the reason we weren't speaking was simply because I had disobeyed their wishes by joining a band. I knew it wasn't, but pretending made me feel better. The wind picked up and howled in my ears as I smoked. If they wanted to be immature about it, fine. I was an adult and I could make my own decisions. I sighed and rubbed my eyes. I didn't want to admit that after all these years I just wanted to hear their voices. We didn't even have to get along. They could yell at me for all I cared, as long as I could hear them speak to me again. I opened my eyes and saw him walking towards me smiling and holding my drink in a victorious way. I tried to swallow the pain in my chest as I smiled back.