OneShot - Rolling Apples
Title: Rolling Apples
Author: mar-coon-ah
Pairing: Tadaiki
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, Angst
Summary: Takaki doesn’t want anyone to pity him.
“Kakkoi…! Mite, mite! That guy in that car is so cool!” a bunch of girls blabbering around when a red car was parked near them.
“He is totally my type! Let’s greet him when he gets out from the car.” One of them was just too hyped up and getting nearer to the car.
The car has been parked correctly in the line. But it takes a few minutes for the person inside to get out. And what happened was the back door opened, a strange sound heard, and a guy inside got out with a wheelchair. He locked the door, and passed the girls who are still stunned behind him.
~
Surprised, huh? Didn’t you say you want to greet me as soon as I got out from the car? I don’t think so. And it’s true. All of you are deadly shock to see me on this chair. Even though they told me that I am cool, it’s nonsense if I am like this.
I’m a handicapped. I can’t use my feet anymore. Both of them, I even can’t feel their presence. It all began when I had an accident a year ago. I was in my way to the dojo. It was my last preparation practice to join the national Karate tournament. I got hit by a car from across when I was riding my bike. I was unconscious. And when I awoke in a room that I knew it was in a hospital, I couldn’t feel my feet anymore.
My mom was so sad. So was my dad. But the one who really was in pain was me. Up until now, I’m still in pain. I know I can’t use my feet anymore. I know I have to face my future with this new me. But I still can’t face the faces that saw me with that looks. The looks that pity me and the looks that annoyed with my presence.
“Pluk! Pluk, pluk!” Damn! The apples I bought were rolling down cause of the hole in the plastic bag. Now I have to pick them up one by one.
“Here!” a boy came to me with some apples on his both hands.
“Thank you…” I received the apples he gave and ready to go.
“Need a help?” he asked.
Hh…, I sighed. This is why I don’t like to talk to others. They’ll always pity me.
“If you don’t want, then I’ll leave.” And he left, just left. WHAT?! What a strange boy he is. Usually, people who see me will always offer a help to push my wheelchair, or help me with my luggage, or ah… help me with anything! Didn’t he pity me? Or was he by any chance…, felt disgusted by me? Well…, I know it for sure, that some will think that way. And I’m used to it.
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“Arigatou na, Dai-chan!” The obaa-chan thanked him. Seems that boy just helped her carrying some boxes of fruits from the car to her stall.
“Ohayougozaimasu!” I greeted them.
“Ah…, Takaki-kun…! Ohayou! You are early today…,” she gave the plastic bag for me to choose the fruits I want to buy. It somehow became my routine here, the obaa-chan in the fruit stall is a nice person. And they always have my favorite apple.
“I think I want breathe more the fresh air in the morning,” I picked some apples that I like so much while talking with her.
“Ah! YOU!” that boy startled me.
He was that boy from days before. He looks like a normal teenager. T-shirt and short pants for the summer, I can feel the youth breeze when I’m with him like this. He bite the apple obaa-chan gave to him. He wasn’t riding his bike, just walked beside it. Is it because he walked with me? Or that’s because he has an apple to bite? Well…, it ended up we “walk” together because…,
“Eh? You already know each other?” Obaa-chan uttered. “That’s good then!” she thought something and just found an idea, I guess? “Dai-chan, why don’t you have a walk with Takaki-kun? He was just move around here and hasn’t known this area yet. And, help me deliver this to the Inoo family. Would you mind it?”
Then, we “walked” together. Well…, it’s not literary “walk” ‘cause I’m on my wheel chair and I’m not walking. In the middle of the “walking” together, we didn’t split a word. And it kind a pissed me off.
“If you don’t want to have a walk with me, then it’s fine. I didn’t even ask you to do so.” I stop my wheelchair. I stopped one meter backward, trying to ride another way.
“Geeez…, what an annoying guy you are.” He said WHAT?!
“Last time, you gave me the look saying Don’t go near me and now, you tried to kick me off even if I don’t want to!” Wait, he was angry? “And, just in case you feel annoyed having me beside you, actually I was asked by obaa-chan to deliver these fruits to the Inoo family whose house is also in this direction, you know?” he kept on blabbering.
“Could you please ask me a bit more polite even though I think I’m younger than you? Don’t underestimate someone with that look….” He continued.
“Sorry…,” I ended up apologizing instead of hearing more from him. Then, it’s silent again. But…, there’s something bothered me.
“Did you say… I underestimate someone?” I asked him.
“It’s obvious, isn’t it?” I don’t understand what he was talking about. He hasn’t answered my question but then he entered a small stall that sells kakigori. I stayed still outside. I don’t know whether I should wait for him or just leave him behind and go home. But before I decided what to do, he already got out with two bowls of kakigori.
“Here! It’s the beginning of summer holiday and it’s so hot already…,” he’s right. Then we found a bench to dig our kakigoris.
This moment, I don’t know when the last time I felt this comfort feeling. Don’t know why, but I feel so easy and calm just by being like this. Digging kakigori in the middle of the day, feeling the summer breeze and having this kid beside, I began to think he’s different with others who look at the disable me with their sorry eyes.
“Don’t stare at me with that disgusting look,” he protested. What? Do I give a disgusting stare? “Do you by any chance, like me?” he concluded.
“HA?!” what kind of joke was that? I almost chocked on my kakigori.
“Your eyes said so! That’s why I said it’s disgusting.” This brat! He really pissed me off!
“Now you have that angry look. What a weird guy!” he threw the plastic glass.
YOU ARE THE WEIRD ONE……!!!!
***
“So, where are you from, Takaki-san?” It’s summer holiday so we meet as usual in the early morning at the oba-chan’s fruit stall, and we ended up have a “walk” after the shopping.,
“Takaki is enough.” ‘San’ would just make me even older than him, even though I am older.
“Okay. Takaki, where are you from? And why did you move here?”
I summarized what happened to me and the reason why I moved to this town. It’s all no others because I have this injury, this disability, this wheelchair.
“So, you’re just running away. What a loser…,” this bratty Arioka! This is the first time people saying this to me. I really want to punch him and shut him up! “Just Daiki.” What, he heard my mind’s saying?
“But I think you’re brave enough to move to another city instead of suicide. You know…, many people did that and they got nothing!” am I being lectured by a high schooler?
“One of them is my mother.”
“Huh?” I didn’t get his sentence. To be more exact, his sentence caught me off guard
“Yeah. She decided to end her life after getting dumped by my father because of another woman.” I have no words to reply him. “They usually have a fight in midnight an ended up with father disappearance out of nowhere in the next morning. What I saw was just my mother watching the video, a video that documented the happiest time we had in my elementary graduation ceremony. She smiled at it, then laughed, and then cried.” I still heard his story when the wind blew and his bangs covered his eyes.
“But that morning after the usual fight, I didn’t see her watching the video. Instead of watching the video, she was in the bathtub with the blood coming from her left wrist that made the water rose red.” He spilled it out with such a plain face. That time, I thought my suffering can’t even be compared at the same level with his. This young boy has to experience such bitter things….
“What?! Don’t look at me with that pity look.” He slapped my arm. Did I? Damn! I’m the one who doesn’t want to be pitied by anyone, but I just pitied someone! I should be the one who knows his feeling of not wanted to be pitied here.
“Gomen…,” I apologized.
“Ma…, it’s just natural after all. You know, we’re humans after all. When we saw someone who experience bad things, we just naturally pity him, don’t we? So, they’re who pitied you with your condition like now, wasn’t at fault at all.” So, this is what he really wanted to say to me after all….
“It sure is hurt when we saw that ‘look’ from them. But, what can we do? We can not just stop them to express their feelings, right? So the thing we can do is, move on.”
I didn’t know this kid surely lecturing me like this. But all he said was true. We couldn’t blame people for having that ‘looks’ when they saw the unfortunate us. Because without realizing, we must have done the same thing when we saw the more unfortunate ones. Like what he said, it’s all just natural to pity someone. It’s the proof they care about you. The proof they do think about you. The proof they actually love you.
“So, we’re in the same boat, huh?”
After hearing the free lecture from Daiki, I realized something that we can’t live alone. I, who decided to move away from my previous town to this small city just to running away from my dreams and all the people related, finally realized that everywhere I go I couldn’t run away from it. Because all the things I want to run away from, is nothing more than my own self.
I was too afraid to face the disable me. I was too afraid to figure what I can’t do with this condition. I was too afraid of losing people who were with me. I was afraid they’ll feel disgusting after seeing the on wheelchair me. I was….
“Bakaki!!!” What?!
“You seemed like in a bad state from this morning, and when I called, you didn’t even notice I’m here already! Isn’t it supposed to be our first date?”
“Ah, yeah…,” I thought what I did yesterday was only in my dream!
“Don’t make me dump you in our first date!”
“No! Please! I love you!” I did confessed to him yesterday and he said a ‘yes’, which made me thought it must be just a dream. But to have him rolled my wheelchair like this, I’m sure it’s not only my dream. Fast? Do you think so? Hmh…, actually after that lecturing he gave me, many things happened. But I just want to keep it in secret, so I won’t spill it out here. Then I realized this feeling has grown inside my heart. Perhaps because of his pureness and his open minded thought. Am I a pedophile? He’s still a high schooler….
“Are you sure it’s okay with you?”
“What?”
“I’m 7 years older than you.”
“But not with your head….” Does he mean the inside me, I’m still a kid? Oh, well he hit the point though.
“Is it really okay to have me as your boyfriend?”
“What again…?” he seems tired with my question.
“I’m on a wheelchair. Normally a couple would walk side by side holding hand, but you have to walk behind me rolled my wheelchair and we can’t hold hands-” Daiki suddenly stopped. Ah…, he surely tired of me already.
“But, other couple can’t do this, right?” Daiki said.
“Do what?” I looked up as his hand guided me to look up and to found his face above me, going nearer mine and then….
“Chu,” his lips landed on mine. I could sense his breath on my chin and does he could sense my breath on his chin. Not like a normal kiss where the upper lip meets the upper lip and so does the lower ones, we did the opposite thing. His upper lip touched my lower lip and then his tongue forced to open my mouth. This is Spiderman kiss, right? The one where Spiderman kissed MJ. Wait, is he really a high schooler? Or, am I the one who is too old to experience this kind of kiss?
“You think so much!” he raised his head.
How could I not? Now, that I have you, I began afraid of losing you.
***
“Eh?! Mite, mite! Who’s that guy inside of the car?”
“Doko?”
“Ah! He’s waving his hand!”
“Does he want to pick up someone?”
“Dare?”
“Ah……!” Daiki pointed at the guy who became the conversation topic.
“Is he one of your acquaintances, Daichan?”
“No. he is my boyfriend!! Jya na!”
Owari (><)d
A/N:
Actually when Takaki said he won’t spill out the story that happened between them till he confessed, it’s just the me who has nothing to write about! HAHAHAH….!!! Sorry, this incapable me just made it short like that… I really am sorry…. And for the little omake, I just want to make Takaki a bit cool here. Even though he rides wheelchair, he also rides a car! Isn’t it cool? He rides a specific car for disable people. It costs much, isn’t it? Wonder what job he has. Btw, the car was inspired by one of KimuTaku dorama, Beautiful Life.
Thank you for reading and comments are LOVED :)
Author: mar-coon-ah
Pairing: Tadaiki
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance, Angst
Summary: Takaki doesn’t want anyone to pity him.
“Kakkoi…! Mite, mite! That guy in that car is so cool!” a bunch of girls blabbering around when a red car was parked near them.
“He is totally my type! Let’s greet him when he gets out from the car.” One of them was just too hyped up and getting nearer to the car.
The car has been parked correctly in the line. But it takes a few minutes for the person inside to get out. And what happened was the back door opened, a strange sound heard, and a guy inside got out with a wheelchair. He locked the door, and passed the girls who are still stunned behind him.
~
Surprised, huh? Didn’t you say you want to greet me as soon as I got out from the car? I don’t think so. And it’s true. All of you are deadly shock to see me on this chair. Even though they told me that I am cool, it’s nonsense if I am like this.
I’m a handicapped. I can’t use my feet anymore. Both of them, I even can’t feel their presence. It all began when I had an accident a year ago. I was in my way to the dojo. It was my last preparation practice to join the national Karate tournament. I got hit by a car from across when I was riding my bike. I was unconscious. And when I awoke in a room that I knew it was in a hospital, I couldn’t feel my feet anymore.
My mom was so sad. So was my dad. But the one who really was in pain was me. Up until now, I’m still in pain. I know I can’t use my feet anymore. I know I have to face my future with this new me. But I still can’t face the faces that saw me with that looks. The looks that pity me and the looks that annoyed with my presence.
“Pluk! Pluk, pluk!” Damn! The apples I bought were rolling down cause of the hole in the plastic bag. Now I have to pick them up one by one.
“Here!” a boy came to me with some apples on his both hands.
“Thank you…” I received the apples he gave and ready to go.
“Need a help?” he asked.
Hh…, I sighed. This is why I don’t like to talk to others. They’ll always pity me.
“If you don’t want, then I’ll leave.” And he left, just left. WHAT?! What a strange boy he is. Usually, people who see me will always offer a help to push my wheelchair, or help me with my luggage, or ah… help me with anything! Didn’t he pity me? Or was he by any chance…, felt disgusted by me? Well…, I know it for sure, that some will think that way. And I’m used to it.
---
“Arigatou na, Dai-chan!” The obaa-chan thanked him. Seems that boy just helped her carrying some boxes of fruits from the car to her stall.
“Ohayougozaimasu!” I greeted them.
“Ah…, Takaki-kun…! Ohayou! You are early today…,” she gave the plastic bag for me to choose the fruits I want to buy. It somehow became my routine here, the obaa-chan in the fruit stall is a nice person. And they always have my favorite apple.
“I think I want breathe more the fresh air in the morning,” I picked some apples that I like so much while talking with her.
“Ah! YOU!” that boy startled me.
He was that boy from days before. He looks like a normal teenager. T-shirt and short pants for the summer, I can feel the youth breeze when I’m with him like this. He bite the apple obaa-chan gave to him. He wasn’t riding his bike, just walked beside it. Is it because he walked with me? Or that’s because he has an apple to bite? Well…, it ended up we “walk” together because…,
“Eh? You already know each other?” Obaa-chan uttered. “That’s good then!” she thought something and just found an idea, I guess? “Dai-chan, why don’t you have a walk with Takaki-kun? He was just move around here and hasn’t known this area yet. And, help me deliver this to the Inoo family. Would you mind it?”
Then, we “walked” together. Well…, it’s not literary “walk” ‘cause I’m on my wheel chair and I’m not walking. In the middle of the “walking” together, we didn’t split a word. And it kind a pissed me off.
“If you don’t want to have a walk with me, then it’s fine. I didn’t even ask you to do so.” I stop my wheelchair. I stopped one meter backward, trying to ride another way.
“Geeez…, what an annoying guy you are.” He said WHAT?!
“Last time, you gave me the look saying Don’t go near me and now, you tried to kick me off even if I don’t want to!” Wait, he was angry? “And, just in case you feel annoyed having me beside you, actually I was asked by obaa-chan to deliver these fruits to the Inoo family whose house is also in this direction, you know?” he kept on blabbering.
“Could you please ask me a bit more polite even though I think I’m younger than you? Don’t underestimate someone with that look….” He continued.
“Sorry…,” I ended up apologizing instead of hearing more from him. Then, it’s silent again. But…, there’s something bothered me.
“Did you say… I underestimate someone?” I asked him.
“It’s obvious, isn’t it?” I don’t understand what he was talking about. He hasn’t answered my question but then he entered a small stall that sells kakigori. I stayed still outside. I don’t know whether I should wait for him or just leave him behind and go home. But before I decided what to do, he already got out with two bowls of kakigori.
“Here! It’s the beginning of summer holiday and it’s so hot already…,” he’s right. Then we found a bench to dig our kakigoris.
This moment, I don’t know when the last time I felt this comfort feeling. Don’t know why, but I feel so easy and calm just by being like this. Digging kakigori in the middle of the day, feeling the summer breeze and having this kid beside, I began to think he’s different with others who look at the disable me with their sorry eyes.
“Don’t stare at me with that disgusting look,” he protested. What? Do I give a disgusting stare? “Do you by any chance, like me?” he concluded.
“HA?!” what kind of joke was that? I almost chocked on my kakigori.
“Your eyes said so! That’s why I said it’s disgusting.” This brat! He really pissed me off!
“Now you have that angry look. What a weird guy!” he threw the plastic glass.
YOU ARE THE WEIRD ONE……!!!!
***
“So, where are you from, Takaki-san?” It’s summer holiday so we meet as usual in the early morning at the oba-chan’s fruit stall, and we ended up have a “walk” after the shopping.,
“Takaki is enough.” ‘San’ would just make me even older than him, even though I am older.
“Okay. Takaki, where are you from? And why did you move here?”
I summarized what happened to me and the reason why I moved to this town. It’s all no others because I have this injury, this disability, this wheelchair.
“So, you’re just running away. What a loser…,” this bratty Arioka! This is the first time people saying this to me. I really want to punch him and shut him up! “Just Daiki.” What, he heard my mind’s saying?
“But I think you’re brave enough to move to another city instead of suicide. You know…, many people did that and they got nothing!” am I being lectured by a high schooler?
“One of them is my mother.”
“Huh?” I didn’t get his sentence. To be more exact, his sentence caught me off guard
“Yeah. She decided to end her life after getting dumped by my father because of another woman.” I have no words to reply him. “They usually have a fight in midnight an ended up with father disappearance out of nowhere in the next morning. What I saw was just my mother watching the video, a video that documented the happiest time we had in my elementary graduation ceremony. She smiled at it, then laughed, and then cried.” I still heard his story when the wind blew and his bangs covered his eyes.
“But that morning after the usual fight, I didn’t see her watching the video. Instead of watching the video, she was in the bathtub with the blood coming from her left wrist that made the water rose red.” He spilled it out with such a plain face. That time, I thought my suffering can’t even be compared at the same level with his. This young boy has to experience such bitter things….
“What?! Don’t look at me with that pity look.” He slapped my arm. Did I? Damn! I’m the one who doesn’t want to be pitied by anyone, but I just pitied someone! I should be the one who knows his feeling of not wanted to be pitied here.
“Gomen…,” I apologized.
“Ma…, it’s just natural after all. You know, we’re humans after all. When we saw someone who experience bad things, we just naturally pity him, don’t we? So, they’re who pitied you with your condition like now, wasn’t at fault at all.” So, this is what he really wanted to say to me after all….
“It sure is hurt when we saw that ‘look’ from them. But, what can we do? We can not just stop them to express their feelings, right? So the thing we can do is, move on.”
I didn’t know this kid surely lecturing me like this. But all he said was true. We couldn’t blame people for having that ‘looks’ when they saw the unfortunate us. Because without realizing, we must have done the same thing when we saw the more unfortunate ones. Like what he said, it’s all just natural to pity someone. It’s the proof they care about you. The proof they do think about you. The proof they actually love you.
“So, we’re in the same boat, huh?”
After hearing the free lecture from Daiki, I realized something that we can’t live alone. I, who decided to move away from my previous town to this small city just to running away from my dreams and all the people related, finally realized that everywhere I go I couldn’t run away from it. Because all the things I want to run away from, is nothing more than my own self.
I was too afraid to face the disable me. I was too afraid to figure what I can’t do with this condition. I was too afraid of losing people who were with me. I was afraid they’ll feel disgusting after seeing the on wheelchair me. I was….
“Bakaki!!!” What?!
“You seemed like in a bad state from this morning, and when I called, you didn’t even notice I’m here already! Isn’t it supposed to be our first date?”
“Ah, yeah…,” I thought what I did yesterday was only in my dream!
“Don’t make me dump you in our first date!”
“No! Please! I love you!” I did confessed to him yesterday and he said a ‘yes’, which made me thought it must be just a dream. But to have him rolled my wheelchair like this, I’m sure it’s not only my dream. Fast? Do you think so? Hmh…, actually after that lecturing he gave me, many things happened. But I just want to keep it in secret, so I won’t spill it out here. Then I realized this feeling has grown inside my heart. Perhaps because of his pureness and his open minded thought. Am I a pedophile? He’s still a high schooler….
“Are you sure it’s okay with you?”
“What?”
“I’m 7 years older than you.”
“But not with your head….” Does he mean the inside me, I’m still a kid? Oh, well he hit the point though.
“Is it really okay to have me as your boyfriend?”
“What again…?” he seems tired with my question.
“I’m on a wheelchair. Normally a couple would walk side by side holding hand, but you have to walk behind me rolled my wheelchair and we can’t hold hands-” Daiki suddenly stopped. Ah…, he surely tired of me already.
“But, other couple can’t do this, right?” Daiki said.
“Do what?” I looked up as his hand guided me to look up and to found his face above me, going nearer mine and then….
“Chu,” his lips landed on mine. I could sense his breath on my chin and does he could sense my breath on his chin. Not like a normal kiss where the upper lip meets the upper lip and so does the lower ones, we did the opposite thing. His upper lip touched my lower lip and then his tongue forced to open my mouth. This is Spiderman kiss, right? The one where Spiderman kissed MJ. Wait, is he really a high schooler? Or, am I the one who is too old to experience this kind of kiss?
“You think so much!” he raised his head.
How could I not? Now, that I have you, I began afraid of losing you.
***
“Eh?! Mite, mite! Who’s that guy inside of the car?”
“Doko?”
“Ah! He’s waving his hand!”
“Does he want to pick up someone?”
“Dare?”
“Ah……!” Daiki pointed at the guy who became the conversation topic.
“Is he one of your acquaintances, Daichan?”
“No. he is my boyfriend!! Jya na!”
Owari (><)d
A/N:
Actually when Takaki said he won’t spill out the story that happened between them till he confessed, it’s just the me who has nothing to write about! HAHAHAH….!!! Sorry, this incapable me just made it short like that… I really am sorry…. And for the little omake, I just want to make Takaki a bit cool here. Even though he rides wheelchair, he also rides a car! Isn’t it cool? He rides a specific car for disable people. It costs much, isn’t it? Wonder what job he has. Btw, the car was inspired by one of KimuTaku dorama, Beautiful Life.
Thank you for reading and comments are LOVED :)