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Title: Untitled AU
Author: mae_ai
Pairing: Sho/Jun
Rating: G
Word Count: Around 269
Notes: I haven't written anything that much before. But, this just came to me after a dream I had. ;D
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Sho tugs at his hard-covered silver suitcase, cursing at himself for how heavy it is. All of his most precious things are in it, everything but his clothes. It's pictures and souvenirs he'd received from his trips of time, birthday gifts and gifts that were given just because the person had felt in a giving mood. They are all wrapped delicately and placed gently inside, protected from the rain that threatens it from outside the glass doors in front of him.
He's hesitating, lost, and wondering if he's willing to let himself get drenched without and umbrella. From behind he can hear wet footsteps slapping at the marble floor, getting closer quickly. He doesn't want to look back, doesn't want to know who has come to try and stop him.
It's not like he's going to change his mind.
"Don't go."
The person doesn't need to address himself for Sho to know who it is. He sighs, a painful smile playing across is lips.
"I have to."
"Tsk."
Sho makes eye contact with him in the reflection of the glass, a hurt look upon his face. The rain makes it difficult to tell, but he swears that the other's face is streaked with tears. It makes his heart drop, makes the urge to turn back that much stronger, but he has to fight it. If he turns back now, everyone would suffer from his selfishness.
"Good-bye Jun."
He takes his heavy suitcase filled with memories, memories of himself and Jun, and pushes out the door.
Not once does he turn back.
Not once does he say, I'll miss you.
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Don't kill me.♥
Author: mae_ai
Pairing: Sho/Jun
Rating: G
Word Count: Around 269
Notes: I haven't written anything that much before. But, this just came to me after a dream I had. ;D
- - - - -
Sho tugs at his hard-covered silver suitcase, cursing at himself for how heavy it is. All of his most precious things are in it, everything but his clothes. It's pictures and souvenirs he'd received from his trips of time, birthday gifts and gifts that were given just because the person had felt in a giving mood. They are all wrapped delicately and placed gently inside, protected from the rain that threatens it from outside the glass doors in front of him.
He's hesitating, lost, and wondering if he's willing to let himself get drenched without and umbrella. From behind he can hear wet footsteps slapping at the marble floor, getting closer quickly. He doesn't want to look back, doesn't want to know who has come to try and stop him.
It's not like he's going to change his mind.
"Don't go."
The person doesn't need to address himself for Sho to know who it is. He sighs, a painful smile playing across is lips.
"I have to."
"Tsk."
Sho makes eye contact with him in the reflection of the glass, a hurt look upon his face. The rain makes it difficult to tell, but he swears that the other's face is streaked with tears. It makes his heart drop, makes the urge to turn back that much stronger, but he has to fight it. If he turns back now, everyone would suffer from his selfishness.
"Good-bye Jun."
He takes his heavy suitcase filled with memories, memories of himself and Jun, and pushes out the door.
Not once does he turn back.
Not once does he say, I'll miss you.
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Don't kill me.♥