NANA: Like a Broken Rose
So lately I've been watching (and re-watching) Nana. Or at least, after I read HP & the DH. But everyone and their mother has made a DH post, so I don't feel the need to write one of my own. If anyone's curious, I enjoyed the book, on the whole. I'm curious as to whether or not there'll be any differences between the American and the British editions. As luck would have it, my dad happened to be passing through England on the 21st (and I mean this literally - he had a connection through Heathrow) and picked up a copy for me. SO COOL! ^___^ He's still away on business, but I'm excited for it. ... ::can feel jeva_chan making zomg!hate faces:: I know, I'm spoiled. XD Sorry.
Anyways, Nana! I started watching this show and then the six-episode flashback made me want to scream, so I stopped watching it. A friend of mine, Danny, told me that the show was one of her favourites, though, so when I had some free time I figured I'd see if she was right about it getting better. And she was! XDD For those of you to whom it'll mean something, it made me cry. Actually, come to think of it, it made me cry a couple of times. Never on the level of Abyss or Fruits Basket, but somewhat more often then either, for what sense that makes. It's the sort of show that ought to be watched with a box of tissues. At least, for me. But then, I sympathize with Hachi, which makes that sort of thing a lot more likely. People who sympathize with Nana would likely cry less, I think. ::shrug::
Either way, it's got a very human feel to it, which is what I like about it. All of the characters, as much as they occasionally frequently do very very stupid things... they're doing the sort of stupid things that I can see myself doing / have done. Falling in love with the wrong person, thinking your in love when really you're not, saying precisely the wrong thing at the wrong time, getting yourself into a situation that looks awful even though it was completely innocent... Nana, for me, is a very honest anime.
So, there's this one scene in episode 24 or so that got stuck in my head and demanded ficlet. So there's ficlet.
Title: Like a Broken Rose
Fandom: Nana
Pairing: Takumi/Hachi
Rating: PG14
Warning: Slightly different style than I usually go in for, but it fit the mood, so I decided to leave it. Also for shortness. This is more ficlet than fic, but it's too long to be a drabble. XD
When they kissed, she looked at him like crying. Like tears would flow endlessly from her eyes if she could only figure out how to let them start. Like her world had ended and could never be put back together.
Takumi hated and loved her in those moments. Hated that she could ever look like that, especially when they were together. Wasn't that one of those things women always said to men they loved? "You're here, and that's enough to make me happy." Wasn't that it? So many of the ones he had had previously said things like that. Not Nana - for her, he alone wasn't enough to fix the problems that plagued her.
He loved her when she looked at him like that, though. Because it was honest. Because she smiled and laughed and pretended everything was fine with everyone but him. For him, she would be as lonely and as sad and as empty as she was, and he loved her in those moments, because only someone who looked like that could understand how he felt most of the time. She was beautiful when she was sad, no matter how brightly she shone when she was happy.
Just once, he thought… just once he'd like to make love to her and see her smile, like he alone was enough to fix everything. Because maybe then, he would feel like Nana, all by herself, could put all the pieces of his life back together, too.
He had always been selfish.
Anyways, Nana! I started watching this show and then the six-episode flashback made me want to scream, so I stopped watching it. A friend of mine, Danny, told me that the show was one of her favourites, though, so when I had some free time I figured I'd see if she was right about it getting better. And she was! XDD For those of you to whom it'll mean something, it made me cry. Actually, come to think of it, it made me cry a couple of times. Never on the level of Abyss or Fruits Basket, but somewhat more often then either, for what sense that makes. It's the sort of show that ought to be watched with a box of tissues. At least, for me. But then, I sympathize with Hachi, which makes that sort of thing a lot more likely. People who sympathize with Nana would likely cry less, I think. ::shrug::
Either way, it's got a very human feel to it, which is what I like about it. All of the characters, as much as they occasionally frequently do very very stupid things... they're doing the sort of stupid things that I can see myself doing / have done. Falling in love with the wrong person, thinking your in love when really you're not, saying precisely the wrong thing at the wrong time, getting yourself into a situation that looks awful even though it was completely innocent... Nana, for me, is a very honest anime.
So, there's this one scene in episode 24 or so that got stuck in my head and demanded ficlet. So there's ficlet.
Title: Like a Broken Rose
Fandom: Nana
Pairing: Takumi/Hachi
Rating: PG14
Warning: Slightly different style than I usually go in for, but it fit the mood, so I decided to leave it. Also for shortness. This is more ficlet than fic, but it's too long to be a drabble. XD
When they kissed, she looked at him like crying. Like tears would flow endlessly from her eyes if she could only figure out how to let them start. Like her world had ended and could never be put back together.
Takumi hated and loved her in those moments. Hated that she could ever look like that, especially when they were together. Wasn't that one of those things women always said to men they loved? "You're here, and that's enough to make me happy." Wasn't that it? So many of the ones he had had previously said things like that. Not Nana - for her, he alone wasn't enough to fix the problems that plagued her.
He loved her when she looked at him like that, though. Because it was honest. Because she smiled and laughed and pretended everything was fine with everyone but him. For him, she would be as lonely and as sad and as empty as she was, and he loved her in those moments, because only someone who looked like that could understand how he felt most of the time. She was beautiful when she was sad, no matter how brightly she shone when she was happy.
Just once, he thought… just once he'd like to make love to her and see her smile, like he alone was enough to fix everything. Because maybe then, he would feel like Nana, all by herself, could put all the pieces of his life back together, too.
He had always been selfish.