Goodbye, Goodnight, For Good -2/?- Ruki/Uruha
Title: Goodbye, Goodnight, For Good
Author: piyokolove
Genre: Crack, Angst, Smut
Bands/Pairings: The GazettE; Ruki/Uruha
Disclaimer: I don't own the sexy Gazemen..
Chapters: 2/?
Warnings: MxM, sexual content.
Rating: Pg-13
Summary:Ruki and Uruha live in the same town, live in the same apartment complex, and work at the same place but how close do they really get? And do they stay that close? One night will change it all. Uruha's POV
Comment: I find that it's a lot easier to write when I'm exhausted.. Strange.. Hope you like the newest chapter :)
For the longest time I scolded myself for not jumping out of bed and running after him. I went over the scene a million times in my head. I would’ve chased him down the hallways, and he would stop, turning to me, a smile on his face and we would both embrace each other. That’s the way these kinds of things were supposed to work out right? Or maybe I had just been watching too many romance dramas and reading too many sappy mangas.
But instead of doing anything at all I stayed in bed, like a bump on a log, my eyes trained on the door, waiting for Ruki to walk back through it with a “just kidding” smile plastered upon his adorable face. Nearly an hour passed and the emotions that had been cooking beneath the surface boiled over and I knew he wasn’t coming back. I couldn’t stop the tears that spilled over my cheeks, no matter how hard I tried. It was then that the rejection really sank in. But why then? Why not the night before? Why did he even let it go that far?
It was his fault! All Ruki’s fault. I was sure of it.
But I couldn’t keep lying to myself like that. Or could I?
With my head still throbbing and my body now trembling I did the only thing that felt right at the time. I slept. For how long I wasn’t sure, but when I woke up it was dark outside, and my head was no longer throbbing. That was about the only think to be thankful for. Looking at the alarm clock on my nightstand I was surprised to see that it was four a.m. Where had the day gone? Oh that’s right. It had gone right out the door with Ruki.
It seemed like the morning’s occurrence had simply been a dream, but rolling over I noticed the bed was still empty. I laid my cheek on the pillow on which Ruki’s head had rested nearly a day ago and inhaled deeply. The fabric still smelled strongly of a mix of his cologne and his own scent. A combination of peppermint, vanilla and spices. So intoxicating, and yet relaxing at the same time. My emotions peaked again, but I refused to cry. I wouldn’t let myself shed tears over such a useless thing. Besides, Ruki was supposed to be my best friend, and I had taken it past that. Of course he would walk out like that. Why stay and endure the awkward silences that were sure to follow day in and day out. I wouldn’t want to be put in his position, but still, I wouldn’t have walked out like he did. What he did to me was just cruel, but that was only the beginning of it.
I grabbed the pillow and hurled it at the wall of the bedroom, watching as it hit the wall and fell to the ground with a soft almost inaudible thud. With that I slipped back into a dreamless, yet restless sleep.
The weeks that followed mine and Ruki’s little, ok big, incident were uncomfortable and we avoided each other as much as possible. That wasn’t too hard to accomplish, especially since he had done it quite well for the first two months after we met. But I remember every time he walked by me his scent would linger in the air, and I would inhale deeply, my eyes following him wherever he was going. It was a sad existence that I had been reduced to. Watching my ex best friend at a distance. I longed to pull him aside and kiss him with my whole heart, even though I knew he would reject me like that one morning. Thinking about what happened that morning still made my heart ache and every time I remember my ass still sitting in bed as he walked away I scolded myself again and again. It was in no way good for my morale or self-esteem, but I deserved it. I deserved it all for letting him slid through my fingers like a ribbon in the wind.
Nearly three months had passed, and not one word had been exchanged. Not one hi, or hey. Not even a casual nod had been given. It was as if we didn’t exist to one another. It was killing me slowly to watch him flirt with the girls that came into the bar every night, or make small talk with the regular customers. I wanted him to talk to me. All I wanted was a hi, or a hey. Maybe even a smile. Was that too much to ask?
Many times Manager-san had found me with my head in hands, knees to my chest, and my back against the wall in the alley outside the side door. He told me he was worried about me, but I constantly told him not to worry. I would tell him I was fine, just feeling a little under the weather. But for how long could that story hold up? Certainly not for much longer. Especially since had had begun to notice the distance between me and Ruki.
“Ruki, Uruha, come here please.” Uh oh, Manager-san was calling both of us to the front of the bar. I was the first to sit down at the table Manager-san occupied, but Ruki wasn’t far behind.
“Would anyone like to explain what’s going on?” Silence followed.. complete and utter silence.
“Well?” Manager-san had patience, but it had been a busy day and it was wearing thin.
“Nothing is wrong.” It was Ruki who spoke up, and I looked at his uncaring face. The soft curve of his jaw line as he spoke, the way he puckered his lips slightly after he spoke, as if the words were bitter. Ofcourse they were bitter. They were a lie.
“Well it seems like there is something wrong. I haven’t seen you two talk to each other once in months. I think that’s a problem.” Manager-san leaned forward, his elbows rested on the edge of the table, and his eyes scrutinizing our every move. It was very uncomfortable being watched like that, but by that time I was used to being uncomfortable.
“Trust me, everything is fine. Hunky dory in fact.” I chimed in and I felt both pairs of eyes rest on me. I turned to look Ruki square in the face, but he quickly looked away, avoiding even my eyes. My heart ached again.
That night me and Ruki were in charge of locking up. But no drinks were shared. No tongues were loosened and the bar was silent except for the hum of lights and the swish as I swept the wood floor. “I’m moving soon.” I finally said, breaking the eerie silence, but I didn’t receive a reply. “Did you hear me?” I asked after a minute or two. “Mhm.” The first thing he had said to me in three months was mhm. That fact saddened me greatly. “Do you have anything else to say?” I asked, but it sounded more like pleading. I wanted him to come out and say something like, “No, you can’t move!,” or “Please don’t Uruha. I’ll miss you too much.” But no such words were heard. Instead I received a very nonchalant answer. “Hope you have fun.” That was it. I had had it with his bad boy attitude, his constant evasions and just him in general. I slammed the broom down on the ground and walked out of the bar, tears pricking in my eyes. I was done with this town, that bar, and most of all, I was done with him.
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Note - Sorry to keep ending things like this. I don’t know how else to end it all. Maybe I should make one chapter with Ruki’s POV. Well, whatever I do I know the next chapter will involve Uruha living in another town. Hope you enjoyed.
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