In your heart prologue
Title: In your heart
Author: MatsuAurore
Beta: Andreja1989 thank you so much <3
Pairings: Ohmiya, Junba (slight), Nino/Toma (friendship), Juntoshi (friendship)
Length: series/multichapter
Genre: Au, fantasy, romance, drama, dark theme, angst (I guess xD)
Rating: PG-13 for this chapter
Disclaimer: Of course I own them... In my dreams xD
Summary: Two pasts, two painful stories. They are the same but yet so different. Nino, a big arrogant idol and Ohno a kind and shy amazing dancer. They live their lives but when Ohno meets the younger, the sleepy man will discover Nino’s dark past that the idol wanted to forget. One day Nino gets stuck in Ohno’s mind and he discovers that maybe the dancer is the only person who can really understand his pain. Maybe Ohno’s eternal sleepy smile hides a dark secret.
Prologue: The same
Ohno's pov:
Currently, if you asked me how my life was, I would say it’s empty. If you asked me how my days were, I would say sad. If you asked me how I felt, I would say broken. If you asked me how I saw the world around me, I would say awful.
This is how I feel at the moment. 3 years ago, my life has been nothing, I can’t even put another word to define it. When I look around me, I see happy families, mothers with their babies, fathers playing with their sons and especially, lovers. Boys and girls sharing a lot of kisses, sometimes even boys and boys who discreetly glance at each other. I can see their happiness and I hate them for it, I hate their laughs, their smiles, their touches, their bliss, I just hate them. They pretend nothing matters outside their own world. They're so stupid, so selfish but one day someone will take their most important person from their fucking life, one day, they will be alone, one day, their joy will disappear because of this fucking injustice which takes from us our reason to live.
Suddenly, a ball hit my foot. I raised my eyes to see a cute little girl running towards me. "Sumimasen," she said with a shy smile, bowing to me.
"It okay but be careful.” I smiled at her.
"Are you sad, oji-san?"
"Yes, I'm sad," I answered, sadly.
"Why?"
"Because the most important person of my life is gone."
"Then, wait for her." She smiled.
"I can't, this person is dead."
She stared at me with a sad look and took my hand. "Losing someone you loved is terrible but the worst would be if you never had met that person."
"What is it?" I asked when noticing her cheerful expression change to a moody one.
"My dad is dead and when I cry, mama tells me this sentence."
"Thank you for sharing it with me."
"You’re welcome. Don't be too sad, oji-san, somewhere, there is someone who thinks about you and who will love you for what you are. You must be patient to meet her and after that, the sun will shine again in your life. Take care, oji-san!"
I smiled, she was wonderful. She ran toward her mother who gave me a beautiful smile, I hope she knew she has an amazing daughter. "Doesn’t let nothing and anybody take her away from you," I whispered to myself while opening my wallet to see his picture. He was so beautiful that it brought smile on my face, remembering the past. This was my pain, this was my life...
Nino's pov:
"Aahh, Nino-chan!" The girl under me cried out in pleasure, a satisfying grunt leaving my mouth before I came too and collapsed on the bed beside Mrs beautiful-butt-but-without-brain who giggled.
"It was wonderful." She breathed out.
"Yes, but now, get out." I replied coldly.
"What?"
"Listen, you are beautiful. I wanted you, you wanted me, I fucked you, you enjoyed it. But now, get out." I uttered coldly.
"Bastard!" She cried as she picked her clothes, quickly put them on and left my apartment.
"I know…" I whispered to myself before leaving the bed and walked to my bathroom to erase all marks of our night. Later I took a beer from my fridge and sighed when the top of the can clicked under my fingers and I took one long gulp. Every night was the same, despite the girls I spent my time with, I couldn't forget him. I couldn't forget this fear. I looked at the mirror and saw the big scar on my chest. Anger came over me and I threw my bottle in the mirror. fragments of glass falling on the floor. Why can't I forget him? Why do I keep this memory of him? A frustrated scream left my lips as I wanted to erase this pain. I screamed again, took the knife on the table to cut my wrist but at that moment my manager came from his room, saw what I was about to do and ran to me.
"Kazu! Put the knife down!" Cried my manager and only true friend I had.
"To-ma…" I stammered in psychical pang.
"It’s okay." Toma uttered softly, wrapping his arms around me while I buried my face in his neck, crying and repeating his name. He stroked my head before taking me in his arms to bring me in his bedroom. "You sleep with me tonight." My manager announced and I nodded weakly. As we both lied on the bed, I pressed my head on his chest and closed my eyes. Every night was the same, this was my pain, this was my life...