WE PARDON TO THE EXTENT THAT WE LOVE - oneshot!
Title: WE PARDON TO THE EXTENT THAT WE LOVE
Author: mirazuki_yuuri
Pairing/Subject: YamaRyu, OkaChii, TakaBu, HikaDai, InooJima, mentioned! OkaMori (friendship)
Rating: PG-13
Genre: slight angst, attempted (but failed!) fluff, some crack
Summary: They forget the most important fact.
Disclaimer: I do not own the boys...or their ass..(okay,maybe I'm plotting something that involves kidnapping Keito and marry him everyday before I sleep XD)
A/N note: unbeta-ed so any mistake is unavoidable. Started writing this few weeks ago n finished in hurry cos I don't wanna miss Valentine for the boys. And also, this one for nichinen since she requested for a YamaRyu fic. Sorry dear, maybe not really YamaRyu-ish and isn't like what u expected >-<. Never take requests so honestly I don't know how to work it out hahahahaha
“Which part of LEAVE ME ALONE that you don’t understand?!”
“Baby, listen to me!”
“Don’t call me your baby! Get out of my sight!”
“Damn it Yuri. Seriously, just tell me what the hell is wrong!”
“NO!”
“OUCHH!!”
Okay. That was the sixth time for today. Seriously, are they having irregular menstrual cycle or what? Because that’s how my older sister acts when she had one. No one stops them. Even Yabu-kun. They are acting like those endless bickering are some kind of the drama shown on TV.
Okamoto Keito and Chinen Yuri are considered as the perfect couple. They’ve been dating for 2 years and half and I’ve never seen them argue even once. Until few months ago. I don’t what started it all but Chinen came to rehearsal one day with puffy eyes and Keito suddenly turned cranky.
I wonder when this will stop.
“Hey, Hikaru-kun!” I called out as soon as I saw the bassist walked out from the toilet.
“Yo! What’s up Yamada?” the older replied with his toothy grin.
“Got time later?”
“Yeah. Why? Are you asking me out for a date? I won’t risk my neck. Your boyfriend will kill me,” he acted out like someone’s pointing a gun at his zany head while I laughed my head off.
I pushed the door to our dressing room open “Idiot. Valentine’s coming, so…” I didn’t manage to finish my sentence when something flew from nowhere and smacked me hard on face. Eyes closed, my hands roam on the carpeted floor to find the culprit. Something cold, long like a chain with a small cross attached to it. Are? Wasn’t it…
“Just throw the stupid thing away, Yamachan!” Yuri came burst out from nowhere that caught both me and Hikaru-kun off guard. My cheek still sting. What the hell was the squirrel thinking?
“Yuri! You threw that away?” here comes Okamoto Keito in his grumpy-two-shoes mode.
“There’s nothing wrong with throwing that meaningless thing away!” “Meaningless you say?” “Yeah! It’s nothing but just... just an insignificant object that hanging around my neck!” “That’s the token of our love Yuri! How could you!!” “You don’t love me anymore! Why should I keep it?!” “There you go again. I told you thousands of times already!” “You never care about me!” “You know that’s not true.” “You liar! You never care how I feel!” “I never care? Of course, because I’m the only lovesick fool that stand all my boyfriend selfishness and annoyingness all these times!”
Ouch, Keito. That’s mean. Chinen’s eyes were brimming with tears the moment he ran out of the room, leaving me, Hikaru-kun and Keito in the choking atmosphere. “What in the world is wrong with you two?”
“I don’t even know. I don’t know what’s right and wrong anymore,” Keito replied, head hanging low as he slide down the wall he had been leaning against. Hikaru-kun sat beside him and patted the guitarist head almost in a motherly way.
And then, out of blue, something dawned down to me. All my selfish requests, the times when I’ll sulk just because he was having conversation with the others not me, the late night calls only to tell him I’m hungry. Is he gonna get bored of me someday? Will he think that I’m too tiresome to handle? Will he stop loving me?
“Hey.”
“What’s wrong?”
“How’d you know there’s something wrong?”
“Well, in case you fail to notice, everytime you call your first greeting would either be ‘Darling!’ or ‘Miss me?’. Is everything alright?”
“Yeah. Everything is perfectly fine.”
“Know what? You may be a great actor but I’m sorry to tell you that you’re a lousy liar. Tell me what’s wrong.”
“I’m just thinking some stuffs and I wonder…”
“What?”
“Do you ever feel bored with me? Even once?”
“Gyahahahaha!! What kind of question is that? What have you been thinking about?”
“Just answer me.”
“You know the answer.”
“No. I want to hear it from your own mouth. Please…”
“You may be annoying and clingy at times. Okay, most of the times. You’ll ignore me all day if I talk with Takaki-kun instead of accompanying you to buy juice from the vending machine in front of our dressing room. You’ll force me to eat strawberries whenever we are dating. You make me restless but that makes me fall for you over and over. I don’t think I can live without you. Seeing your pretty face and hearing your voice, you can say it’s cheesy but that’s what making me stands all the pains.”
“Darling. You’re gonna make me cry.”
“Don’t. You’re ugly enough without those puffy eyes.”
“Meanie!”
“Shortie. Now tell me. What makes you think all that 'I'm bored with you' stuffs?”
“Keito and Chinen have been fighting a lot these days. And this evening they had the worst. Chinen said Keito didn’t even care about him. Then Keito told him that he’s the only one that stands all Chinen’s selfishness all these times. Chinen cried and ran out. We had to cancel practice. And then I thought because maybe I’m a little bit selfish and annoying at times…”
“You finally admit that you’re selfish and annoying.”
“No! Jerk.”
“Well, you fall in love with this jerk anyway. Speaking about which, Keito told me nothing about the fights.”
“He didn’t? I thought he did.”
“That bastard. He calls me his bestfriend when he didn’t even bother to tell me he’s having problems. I’m gonna lecture him later.”
“Sometimes I wonder Keito or me is your boyfriend. I’m not jealous, mind you.”
“It’s okay to be jealous. Otherwise I would think that you are bored of me.”
“You couldn’t kick that mocking tone away could you?”
“You know the answer. Hey, mama’s calling me downstairs. I bet Shintaro made a mess again. Anyway baby, don’t do anything harsh okay? Take care.”
“Same for you. I love you.”
“Love you more.”
It’s been 3 days since we last meet up for practice. Chinen didn’t hang out with me and Yuto at school and Keito didn’t pick up my morning calls. I hope the couple has gone back to normal. I don’t think I can stand anymore quarrels.
I’m quite early today seeing that the dressing room completely empty. 5.15. We’re supposed to gather on 6.00. Feeling a bit sleepy because of the late night phone call, I decide that a little nap will stock up my energy. But you know, being a part if 10-boys group (currently down to 9), there’s a price you have to pay.
“MORNING YAMADA!!!!!!” Can I kill Arioka family’s youngest son right now?
“Yamachan, what’s with the pout?” Inoochan sits beside me. “Daichan, you had just make Yamachan angry!” he shouts to Daichan, who is now meddling with Yabu-kun. The shortest member of BEST sticks out his tongue to us.
“Where are the rest of 7?” As in cue to Inoochan’s question, the door opens and come in Nakajima Yuto and Okamoto Keito, still grumpy as usual. And Chinen Yuri arrives half an hour later, a minute to 6. Still not in term eh? At least the mouth-fights have resided. Into awkward silence that make me and Yuto very uncomfortable when we’re split into BEST and 7 dances routine. Thanks god there’s no magazine shooting today. I can’t even imagine what will happen to our crosstalk.
Hikaru-kun approaches me as soon as our practice over. “Yamada, where did you want to go?”
“Excuse me?”
“The other day when you asked me if I got time. I thought I heard the word Valentine…”
Oh, that day. I quickly nod. “Well, Valentine’s in a few weeks. And it’s our first anniversary too, so I want to buy something for him. I’m a lousy chooser when it comes to presents so I thought I could use your help.”
“Awww… Yamachan... That’s so sweet,” Yuto slings his arm around my shoulder.
“Yeah, sure. Just make sure you don’t bring him to field just so you can catch bugs on the day,” Inoochan butts in and that makes Yuto blush. He brought his pianist boyfriend to a field near our school on their anniversary day a month ago.
“What will you get him?!” Yabu-kun shouts from the other side of the room.
“What about a new pair of shoes? Boots maybe? You like boots, right?” Daichan chirps happily.
“Sure, he’ll love it like you love the shoes that make you taller in Magic Power. I could’ve suggest the costume coordinator to give you heels instead,” Yuya adds and the youngest BEST smiling face turn sour. Poor Daichan.
“That shoes or high heels, I’m fine with either. At least I don’t have to fear for the heels to break because I’m getting fatter and fatter by seconds,” Daichan replied with anything but equal malevolence. Yuya throws an empty soda can and misses him by an inch. “Shut up Kota. It’s all your fault for letting me pig on the foods,” he snaps at Yabu-kun, who is now rolling on the floor laughing like an idiot.
Right now, BEST looks like a bunch of kindergarten kids. Daichan is sitting on Hikaru-kun’s lap while eating a box of strawberry Pocky, Inoo-chan is laughing at Yuya, who is chasing his boyfriend around the room.
“Seriously you guys. I need your opinions or I’ll end up giving nothing to him,” I announce as all the laughter resided.
“Jeans?” Yabu-kun proposes. I shook my head. I gave him one for his birthday.
“What about schoolgirl uniform?” JUMP bassist eagerly raises his hand, only to be smacked hard across on his head by Daichan. “Pervert! Besides, it’s Yamada who’ll wear it anyway. Why should he give it to him?”
“Oi!!”
“What you had in mind, Yamachan?” Yuto asks. I’ve considered pair t-shirts, maybe new game cards or a music box.
“A necklace.” All heads turn to the voice. “A custom made necklace.”
“Yuya, that’s the brightest thing you’ve said today,” Yabu-kun adds before pouncing onto his brunette boyfriend.
“A necklace huh? Sounds perfect.”
Suddenly the dressing room is filled with silence and I can feel chill run down my spine. Chinen suddenly sobs. I turn to look at Keito and it seems like he is tremendously disturbed by the sight that his hands tremble badly. Inoochan sits beside Chinen and softly soothing him while the rest of us exchange worried looks.
“I… I… I can’t stand any of this anymore,” Chinen mutters between the sobs. We wait for Keito to say anything but the room remains silent for another 5 minutes.
“Yuri.” Finally. The said boy refuses to turn, but Inoochan tells him everything’s gonna be alright. The pianist leaves Chinen’s side, to be replaced by Keito.
“Yuri, look at me,” Keito kneels in front of his boyfriend after fail attempts to make the latter turn to him. “For the last time, I beg you please tell me what is wrong.”
No one, not even Yuto dare to make any sound.
“You never care.” Chinen strikes up after the longest one minute I’ve ever felt in my life.
“You know it isn’t true.”
“But you…”
“I what?”
“You always hang out with Ryutaro! Whenever I call you, he’s always there with you.” Wait a minute.
“Ryutaro is my bestfriend. And you are my boyfriend.”
“You do realize that we’re dating after all.”
“Don’t make this difficult Yuri.” Keito stands up.
“I don’t. Why don’t you just go to your beloved Ryutaro and leave me alone?!”
What the hell is going on here? “Err… guys…”
“Shut up Yamachan!” “Don’t bother!”
Did they just shout at me?
“No! You two shut your mouth up!” The rest of the inhabitants of the room are taken aback by my sudden uproar.
“I am seriously sick of your endless bickering. You!” I point a finger to Chinen, “Listen to your boyfriend, will ya? Don’t go bitching around just because you think he doesn’t care about you anymore! If you really love him, trust him. And you big-headed jerk!” I turn to his muscular boyfriend, “Spend more time with him! You went all the troubles to confess two and half years ago, don’t think that because now he’s yours you can just ignore him!”
“And in case you forget, Morimoto Ryutaro is my boyfriend. As if I’ll let this glutton take him away from me,” I add scornfully. I hear a small ‘Ah!’ coming out from the couple’s mouth.
Apparently, they forget that.
The day has come. Finally. The loud thumping inside my chest doesn't lessened even a bit. The spring has come, based on the smell of freshly bloomed flowers wafting in the February air but the haunting coldness of winter is still there. One blow of the freezing breeze and I pull my jacket closer, carefully not to crush the small box inside one of the pockets.
Flipping open my cellphone for the countless time this evening, I feel the blood rushes to my cheeks as soon as my eyes skimming the mails. I’m feeling like a lovesick puppy. Gone is the nervousness as soon as his deep voice vibrating my eardrums.
“Hey there,” he flashes the smile I’ve been yearning for all these tormenting months. This might be an understatement, but he’s the most gorgeous human being alive. My brain is clogged by his mere presence and I find myself tongue-tied.
I don’t know if I can stand another second of silence so I hold out the small black box. Hesitate but he takes it. He gives me that adorable questioning look.
“Open it,” and he does. Few blinks and we both spread out on the green grass, tangled in each other’s limbs and loud with mirth. He reaches over, pulling out one of the necklace from the box and messily reach around to clasp it. I mimic his every movement and the necklace hangs around securely around our necks.
Taking in Yuya's advice, I have the jeweler made me two matching necklace, with our initials carved permanently on the silver heart-shaped surfaces. Maybe it's nothing much compared to my feelings but at least, we'll remember each other every tickling seconds.
His hands pull me closer and I can hear the erratic heartbeat of his, which match perfectly with mine. “You have no idea how much I’m waiting for today,” I mumble against his chest. Which he replies with a soft chuckle and a kiss on my head.
“And you have no idea how much I’ve been wanting to do this,” he caresses my cheek lovingly and with a flick of his fingers, I am now staring right into that round orbs. That round orbs in which so much pain are hidden. That round orbs that stole my heart years ago.
He dips down, claiming my lips as his. All I see are sparks and stars. And him. He pulls away when I am just starting to lose my sanity over the kiss.
“And you totally have no idea how much I love you, Morimoto Ryutaro.”
"Entre deux cœurs qui s'aiment, nul besoin de paroles, Yamada Ryosuke."
**Entre deux cœurs qui s'aiment, nul besoin de paroles - Two hearts in love need no words (Marceline Desbordes-Valmore)
French is a heaven for love quotes.
I'm helpless with romance. Seriously. Be it in real life and fanfic. I suck big time.
But then, the damage is done. You've read and now you've all the rights in the world to just leave or throw me shoes (even boots) or critics or whatsoever you deem suitable for a major failure in romance.
I don't celebrate Valentine, but Happy Valentine's people.
Author: mirazuki_yuuri
Pairing/Subject: YamaRyu, OkaChii, TakaBu, HikaDai, InooJima, mentioned! OkaMori (friendship)
Rating: PG-13
Genre: slight angst, attempted (but failed!) fluff, some crack
Summary: They forget the most important fact.
Disclaimer: I do not own the boys...or their ass..(okay,maybe I'm plotting something that involves kidnapping Keito and marry him everyday before I sleep XD)
A/N note: unbeta-ed so any mistake is unavoidable. Started writing this few weeks ago n finished in hurry cos I don't wanna miss Valentine for the boys. And also, this one for nichinen since she requested for a YamaRyu fic. Sorry dear, maybe not really YamaRyu-ish and isn't like what u expected >-<. Never take requests so honestly I don't know how to work it out hahahahaha
“Which part of LEAVE ME ALONE that you don’t understand?!”
“Baby, listen to me!”
“Don’t call me your baby! Get out of my sight!”
“Damn it Yuri. Seriously, just tell me what the hell is wrong!”
“NO!”
“OUCHH!!”
Okay. That was the sixth time for today. Seriously, are they having irregular menstrual cycle or what? Because that’s how my older sister acts when she had one. No one stops them. Even Yabu-kun. They are acting like those endless bickering are some kind of the drama shown on TV.
Okamoto Keito and Chinen Yuri are considered as the perfect couple. They’ve been dating for 2 years and half and I’ve never seen them argue even once. Until few months ago. I don’t what started it all but Chinen came to rehearsal one day with puffy eyes and Keito suddenly turned cranky.
I wonder when this will stop.
“Hey, Hikaru-kun!” I called out as soon as I saw the bassist walked out from the toilet.
“Yo! What’s up Yamada?” the older replied with his toothy grin.
“Got time later?”
“Yeah. Why? Are you asking me out for a date? I won’t risk my neck. Your boyfriend will kill me,” he acted out like someone’s pointing a gun at his zany head while I laughed my head off.
I pushed the door to our dressing room open “Idiot. Valentine’s coming, so…” I didn’t manage to finish my sentence when something flew from nowhere and smacked me hard on face. Eyes closed, my hands roam on the carpeted floor to find the culprit. Something cold, long like a chain with a small cross attached to it. Are? Wasn’t it…
“Just throw the stupid thing away, Yamachan!” Yuri came burst out from nowhere that caught both me and Hikaru-kun off guard. My cheek still sting. What the hell was the squirrel thinking?
“Yuri! You threw that away?” here comes Okamoto Keito in his grumpy-two-shoes mode.
“There’s nothing wrong with throwing that meaningless thing away!” “Meaningless you say?” “Yeah! It’s nothing but just... just an insignificant object that hanging around my neck!” “That’s the token of our love Yuri! How could you!!” “You don’t love me anymore! Why should I keep it?!” “There you go again. I told you thousands of times already!” “You never care about me!” “You know that’s not true.” “You liar! You never care how I feel!” “I never care? Of course, because I’m the only lovesick fool that stand all my boyfriend selfishness and annoyingness all these times!”
Ouch, Keito. That’s mean. Chinen’s eyes were brimming with tears the moment he ran out of the room, leaving me, Hikaru-kun and Keito in the choking atmosphere. “What in the world is wrong with you two?”
“I don’t even know. I don’t know what’s right and wrong anymore,” Keito replied, head hanging low as he slide down the wall he had been leaning against. Hikaru-kun sat beside him and patted the guitarist head almost in a motherly way.
And then, out of blue, something dawned down to me. All my selfish requests, the times when I’ll sulk just because he was having conversation with the others not me, the late night calls only to tell him I’m hungry. Is he gonna get bored of me someday? Will he think that I’m too tiresome to handle? Will he stop loving me?
“Hey.”
“What’s wrong?”
“How’d you know there’s something wrong?”
“Well, in case you fail to notice, everytime you call your first greeting would either be ‘Darling!’ or ‘Miss me?’. Is everything alright?”
“Yeah. Everything is perfectly fine.”
“Know what? You may be a great actor but I’m sorry to tell you that you’re a lousy liar. Tell me what’s wrong.”
“I’m just thinking some stuffs and I wonder…”
“What?”
“Do you ever feel bored with me? Even once?”
“Gyahahahaha!! What kind of question is that? What have you been thinking about?”
“Just answer me.”
“You know the answer.”
“No. I want to hear it from your own mouth. Please…”
“You may be annoying and clingy at times. Okay, most of the times. You’ll ignore me all day if I talk with Takaki-kun instead of accompanying you to buy juice from the vending machine in front of our dressing room. You’ll force me to eat strawberries whenever we are dating. You make me restless but that makes me fall for you over and over. I don’t think I can live without you. Seeing your pretty face and hearing your voice, you can say it’s cheesy but that’s what making me stands all the pains.”
“Darling. You’re gonna make me cry.”
“Don’t. You’re ugly enough without those puffy eyes.”
“Meanie!”
“Shortie. Now tell me. What makes you think all that 'I'm bored with you' stuffs?”
“Keito and Chinen have been fighting a lot these days. And this evening they had the worst. Chinen said Keito didn’t even care about him. Then Keito told him that he’s the only one that stands all Chinen’s selfishness all these times. Chinen cried and ran out. We had to cancel practice. And then I thought because maybe I’m a little bit selfish and annoying at times…”
“You finally admit that you’re selfish and annoying.”
“No! Jerk.”
“Well, you fall in love with this jerk anyway. Speaking about which, Keito told me nothing about the fights.”
“He didn’t? I thought he did.”
“That bastard. He calls me his bestfriend when he didn’t even bother to tell me he’s having problems. I’m gonna lecture him later.”
“Sometimes I wonder Keito or me is your boyfriend. I’m not jealous, mind you.”
“It’s okay to be jealous. Otherwise I would think that you are bored of me.”
“You couldn’t kick that mocking tone away could you?”
“You know the answer. Hey, mama’s calling me downstairs. I bet Shintaro made a mess again. Anyway baby, don’t do anything harsh okay? Take care.”
“Same for you. I love you.”
“Love you more.”
It’s been 3 days since we last meet up for practice. Chinen didn’t hang out with me and Yuto at school and Keito didn’t pick up my morning calls. I hope the couple has gone back to normal. I don’t think I can stand anymore quarrels.
I’m quite early today seeing that the dressing room completely empty. 5.15. We’re supposed to gather on 6.00. Feeling a bit sleepy because of the late night phone call, I decide that a little nap will stock up my energy. But you know, being a part if 10-boys group (currently down to 9), there’s a price you have to pay.
“MORNING YAMADA!!!!!!” Can I kill Arioka family’s youngest son right now?
“Yamachan, what’s with the pout?” Inoochan sits beside me. “Daichan, you had just make Yamachan angry!” he shouts to Daichan, who is now meddling with Yabu-kun. The shortest member of BEST sticks out his tongue to us.
“Where are the rest of 7?” As in cue to Inoochan’s question, the door opens and come in Nakajima Yuto and Okamoto Keito, still grumpy as usual. And Chinen Yuri arrives half an hour later, a minute to 6. Still not in term eh? At least the mouth-fights have resided. Into awkward silence that make me and Yuto very uncomfortable when we’re split into BEST and 7 dances routine. Thanks god there’s no magazine shooting today. I can’t even imagine what will happen to our crosstalk.
Hikaru-kun approaches me as soon as our practice over. “Yamada, where did you want to go?”
“Excuse me?”
“The other day when you asked me if I got time. I thought I heard the word Valentine…”
Oh, that day. I quickly nod. “Well, Valentine’s in a few weeks. And it’s our first anniversary too, so I want to buy something for him. I’m a lousy chooser when it comes to presents so I thought I could use your help.”
“Awww… Yamachan... That’s so sweet,” Yuto slings his arm around my shoulder.
“Yeah, sure. Just make sure you don’t bring him to field just so you can catch bugs on the day,” Inoochan butts in and that makes Yuto blush. He brought his pianist boyfriend to a field near our school on their anniversary day a month ago.
“What will you get him?!” Yabu-kun shouts from the other side of the room.
“What about a new pair of shoes? Boots maybe? You like boots, right?” Daichan chirps happily.
“Sure, he’ll love it like you love the shoes that make you taller in Magic Power. I could’ve suggest the costume coordinator to give you heels instead,” Yuya adds and the youngest BEST smiling face turn sour. Poor Daichan.
“That shoes or high heels, I’m fine with either. At least I don’t have to fear for the heels to break because I’m getting fatter and fatter by seconds,” Daichan replied with anything but equal malevolence. Yuya throws an empty soda can and misses him by an inch. “Shut up Kota. It’s all your fault for letting me pig on the foods,” he snaps at Yabu-kun, who is now rolling on the floor laughing like an idiot.
Right now, BEST looks like a bunch of kindergarten kids. Daichan is sitting on Hikaru-kun’s lap while eating a box of strawberry Pocky, Inoo-chan is laughing at Yuya, who is chasing his boyfriend around the room.
“Seriously you guys. I need your opinions or I’ll end up giving nothing to him,” I announce as all the laughter resided.
“Jeans?” Yabu-kun proposes. I shook my head. I gave him one for his birthday.
“What about schoolgirl uniform?” JUMP bassist eagerly raises his hand, only to be smacked hard across on his head by Daichan. “Pervert! Besides, it’s Yamada who’ll wear it anyway. Why should he give it to him?”
“Oi!!”
“What you had in mind, Yamachan?” Yuto asks. I’ve considered pair t-shirts, maybe new game cards or a music box.
“A necklace.” All heads turn to the voice. “A custom made necklace.”
“Yuya, that’s the brightest thing you’ve said today,” Yabu-kun adds before pouncing onto his brunette boyfriend.
“A necklace huh? Sounds perfect.”
Suddenly the dressing room is filled with silence and I can feel chill run down my spine. Chinen suddenly sobs. I turn to look at Keito and it seems like he is tremendously disturbed by the sight that his hands tremble badly. Inoochan sits beside Chinen and softly soothing him while the rest of us exchange worried looks.
“I… I… I can’t stand any of this anymore,” Chinen mutters between the sobs. We wait for Keito to say anything but the room remains silent for another 5 minutes.
“Yuri.” Finally. The said boy refuses to turn, but Inoochan tells him everything’s gonna be alright. The pianist leaves Chinen’s side, to be replaced by Keito.
“Yuri, look at me,” Keito kneels in front of his boyfriend after fail attempts to make the latter turn to him. “For the last time, I beg you please tell me what is wrong.”
No one, not even Yuto dare to make any sound.
“You never care.” Chinen strikes up after the longest one minute I’ve ever felt in my life.
“You know it isn’t true.”
“But you…”
“I what?”
“You always hang out with Ryutaro! Whenever I call you, he’s always there with you.” Wait a minute.
“Ryutaro is my bestfriend. And you are my boyfriend.”
“You do realize that we’re dating after all.”
“Don’t make this difficult Yuri.” Keito stands up.
“I don’t. Why don’t you just go to your beloved Ryutaro and leave me alone?!”
What the hell is going on here? “Err… guys…”
“Shut up Yamachan!” “Don’t bother!”
Did they just shout at me?
“No! You two shut your mouth up!” The rest of the inhabitants of the room are taken aback by my sudden uproar.
“I am seriously sick of your endless bickering. You!” I point a finger to Chinen, “Listen to your boyfriend, will ya? Don’t go bitching around just because you think he doesn’t care about you anymore! If you really love him, trust him. And you big-headed jerk!” I turn to his muscular boyfriend, “Spend more time with him! You went all the troubles to confess two and half years ago, don’t think that because now he’s yours you can just ignore him!”
“And in case you forget, Morimoto Ryutaro is my boyfriend. As if I’ll let this glutton take him away from me,” I add scornfully. I hear a small ‘Ah!’ coming out from the couple’s mouth.
Apparently, they forget that.
The day has come. Finally. The loud thumping inside my chest doesn't lessened even a bit. The spring has come, based on the smell of freshly bloomed flowers wafting in the February air but the haunting coldness of winter is still there. One blow of the freezing breeze and I pull my jacket closer, carefully not to crush the small box inside one of the pockets.
Flipping open my cellphone for the countless time this evening, I feel the blood rushes to my cheeks as soon as my eyes skimming the mails. I’m feeling like a lovesick puppy. Gone is the nervousness as soon as his deep voice vibrating my eardrums.
“Hey there,” he flashes the smile I’ve been yearning for all these tormenting months. This might be an understatement, but he’s the most gorgeous human being alive. My brain is clogged by his mere presence and I find myself tongue-tied.
I don’t know if I can stand another second of silence so I hold out the small black box. Hesitate but he takes it. He gives me that adorable questioning look.
“Open it,” and he does. Few blinks and we both spread out on the green grass, tangled in each other’s limbs and loud with mirth. He reaches over, pulling out one of the necklace from the box and messily reach around to clasp it. I mimic his every movement and the necklace hangs around securely around our necks.
Taking in Yuya's advice, I have the jeweler made me two matching necklace, with our initials carved permanently on the silver heart-shaped surfaces. Maybe it's nothing much compared to my feelings but at least, we'll remember each other every tickling seconds.
His hands pull me closer and I can hear the erratic heartbeat of his, which match perfectly with mine. “You have no idea how much I’m waiting for today,” I mumble against his chest. Which he replies with a soft chuckle and a kiss on my head.
“And you have no idea how much I’ve been wanting to do this,” he caresses my cheek lovingly and with a flick of his fingers, I am now staring right into that round orbs. That round orbs in which so much pain are hidden. That round orbs that stole my heart years ago.
He dips down, claiming my lips as his. All I see are sparks and stars. And him. He pulls away when I am just starting to lose my sanity over the kiss.
“And you totally have no idea how much I love you, Morimoto Ryutaro.”
"Entre deux cœurs qui s'aiment, nul besoin de paroles, Yamada Ryosuke."
**Entre deux cœurs qui s'aiment, nul besoin de paroles - Two hearts in love need no words (Marceline Desbordes-Valmore)
French is a heaven for love quotes.
I'm helpless with romance. Seriously. Be it in real life and fanfic. I suck big time.
But then, the damage is done. You've read and now you've all the rights in the world to just leave or throw me shoes (even boots) or critics or whatsoever you deem suitable for a major failure in romance.
I don't celebrate Valentine, but Happy Valentine's people.