Title: From The Star, My Love
Author:
miruiki Pairing: RyoDa
Genre: Angst to Fluff, Romance
Rating: PG-13
Summary: After that night when Ryo woke up and his weird feelings when he looked out his window and sniffed the scent on his shirt, he tried his best to cover this pain up, but nothing worked. But with a look and an introduction, he remembered everything.
A/N: Sequel to
Extra-Terrestrial and is written in Ryo's POV.
"Nishikido San!" The loud spat of my teacher's voice rang in my ears, as I was shaken back to the reality of the time.
"Please pay more attention!" the teacher said again. I nodded and gave him my apology and he simply grunted and held high that stupid book he keeps reading from as he asks the whole class to repeat his ugly english grammar.
Please. I can do better than that teacher and he knows it well. That's why he was always on my case.
After the bell rang I made no time to say goodbye to my other classmates as I grabbed my bag and dashed out of the room and back to my dorm. I had a performance in a while in the Charity work I've joined in 3 weeks ago, and this was part of our fundraising program. Just when I came into my room, my eyes layed on the beautiful grassy lands that looked over the river from my window.
This never had such impact on me.
But why now?
Everytime I looked out the window, my heart would just crunch, like it longed for something that was once in that field.
But I don't remember having anything special in that field. Nothing my memories could recollect. I turned to the door and saw that shirt with the white hardening on it.
I have absolutely NO idea where this came from. I don't remember drinking a white smoothie coz I like banana smoothies, and no matter how you look at it, it'll never be white. I don't think I've laid on a guy these past few months because I've rejected all those social climbing motherfuckers.
Plus, whatever this thing is, it can't be cum. Its too sweet smelling to be cum. It was like being in a field of flowers, scent not too strong but not too faint as well. It was such a nice scent, but everytime i took a sniff of it, my heart would ache, like there was a hole in my heart, and the scent tried to fill the spot, but it wasn't enough.
Wasn't enough.... Why?
Ever since that one morning I woke up with these strange pained feelings, I've declined all of those people who tried to sleep with me, who tried to make a move on me. I dunno. I think I just lost interest in making everyone feel satisfied with themselves.
Maybe... Maybe now's the time I wanna be selfish. Just for awhile, I want myself to get what I want.
The problem is, I don't know WHO my heart wants. it throbs for someone, someone in this world, heck, maybe not from this world! But who am I kidding. I don't even believe in Extra Terrestrial beings.
"Ah, Ryo! There you are!" the organizer, Massu, exclaimed as he runs to me with a smile.
"Hey! Sorry I was late." I apologized as I put my guitar case on the floor to give my muscles time to relax.
Massu shook his head "No it's ok! Thank you so much for being cooperative with us! Nowadays its hard to find teenagers who would voluntarily help us with these things,"
I couldn't help but smile. His smile was wide and genuine, wanting to help such poor kids who were left by their parents. We both had the same intentions and I understand the hardship these few people have to go through to at least help the orphans find new parents and support them for the time being. I want to wish these kids well. I don't want them to go through the same hardship I had to go through.
"No problem. I love doing these things anyway" I answered back. He gave me another smile as he shuffled through the clipboard he was holding. " So you'll go after Kaitou ok?"
I walked to Massu and looked at the clipboard, and saw that I was the last one to perform "The last one?"
Massu smiled as he nodded "You're a crowd favorite. It's better to keep them anticipated, ne?"
I gave a small smile but I really didn't like the idea of being a 'favorite'. But as long as its for a cause, I shouldn't mind right? I nodded as Massu left to prepare and prompt the other performers.
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"Ryo-chan, you're up next!" Massu peeked through the purple curtain. I looked at him and nodded, grabbed my guitar and walked up to the side of the stage.
When I heard my name as the host introduced me, I walked out to the center of the stage and strummed the song I've always sang in our fundraising programs.
But for some reason, when I sang the chorus, that same pang of pain I feel when I look out the window just suddenly came.
I'll show you that I can protect
all the elements that make you you
No matter what happens, I'll be by your side
I'll snatch all the elements
of your sadness away
So believe a little bit more in love
In love, in love
Just when I finished strumming the last chord of the song, the roars of applause were heard but my eyes were begging for the tears I was trying to hold back to fall. I bowed down and walked out right away, not facing the crowd again.
What is happening to me? I don't understand anything anymore. I don't understand what's happening to me, why I'm reacting like this.
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I left right away , not even saying goodbye to Massu. I didn't want him to see me cry. I had no reason to cry but my eyes just felt like they have to flow these diamond droplets out of them...
I went straight to my room and slumped on the bed, not even looking out the window. I hate this pain, and I have no idea how to make it go away. this feeling is similar to the pain when my parents left me and re-married each master and mistress, but at the same time alien.
Alien...
Weeks passed and I decided to exclude myself from society for awhile. I didn't go out much, or socialize as well. I wanted to know how to solve this pain. Before trying this society-exclusion, I tried dating both men and women, even sleeping with them but neither did it fill that pang in my heart, nor did I feel any emotional charges when I did.
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It's another ordinary day.
The sky's light blue with clouds forming into figures my mind wants it to form.
A rowdy classroom with noisy boys proving they're better than who.
A group of girls talking loudly, giving out tips for whatever they put on their face.
And me.
Sitting alone on my seat, staring outside and into the beautiful clear sky. I've always loved the sky. I always wondered how it would be to live out of this world. Or maybe in the clouds. Or in the stars. Just away from this life.
"Settle down class!" Our Homeroom teacher exclaimed as he entered the room. My classmates scrambled to their seats before sensei could reach the table.
"Stand." He said as everyone stood in unison.
When we took our seats, he took our attendance and I continued looking out of the window, albeit my seatmate's plea for me to talk to him. Feh. I never liked that guy.
"Listen class," oue teacher said to get all our attention. "We will be introducing a new student into our classroom."
I wasn't that interested to meet another one of these baffoons i have to live with for another 2 years, so i payed no attention to the teacher.
I heard the door open and foot steps, until it came into a hault. Out of human curiousity I faced front and when I saw the face of the man infront, My heart started to beat fast.
"Please introduce yourself" Teacher asked the new guy to do.
He nodded and faced everyone and graced us all a smile that made my heart flutter.
"Hello everyone. My name is Ueda Tatsuya."
Ueda Tatsuya
As I repeat that name in my head, foreign memories that my mind has no recollection of came flashing back; everything that happened that night, how I met Ueda, our sweet love making, his honey tasting mouth, his sweet punget-smelling release... My heart remembered all of this, the pain turning into butterflies, as the teacher asked Ueda to sit in the empty seat available -- beside me.
My breathing became uneven as he approached his seat, my eyes not leaving his, his not leaving mine. When he took his seat, he immediately faced me and smiled.
"Hi, I'm--"
"Ueda Tatsuya." I cut him off.
He smiled again and said "Yeah. And you are?"
"I'm Nishikido Ryo." I said as I stuck my hand out.
He looked at my hand and shook it, but neither of us wanted to let go. When we both noticed that we were holding hands for too long, we both loosen our grip and giggled to each other.
I gave him a smile and when he looked at me, he giggled and said "What?"
"I've missed you."
Finally, the hole in my heart has been filled, by this memory that disappeared, and suddenly came back.
"If we were meant to be, God will make a way for you to remember me. Someday, we'll meet again."
Right, Tatchan?
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i hope this fic is enough to compensate for the other one
citraryo ! sorry for not asking for the genre first ._.
i hope you guys like it !^^
^ unlengthy A/N coz i is lazy to type |D