Sheer Cold [TeniMyu RPS; SaiAi; PG; Angst, Drama]
title: Sheer Cold
author: yumeyana
fandom: musical tennis no oujisama
pairing: saitoh takumi x aiba hiroki
rating/genre: PG / angst, drama
summary: When Aiba fell in love, no one told him that he should get used to hearing his heart shatter.
[crossposted at tenimyu_slash, saitouxaiba, and at quilled_dreams.]
Author’s Notes: I haven’t been in the fandom lately and I’ve been feeling guilty, thus this fic. I know should’ve written something funny-that will come later, I promise-but this idea just didn’t let me rest until I actually sat down and wrote it. I hope you will like this.
Fic Notes: This story is set after Sukitomo, during Delicious Gakuin taping and during the rehearsals for Dream Live 4th.
Disclaimers: Musical Tennis no Oujisama, Sukitomo and all the actors mentioned in this fan fiction do not belong to me. The events mentioned below are in no way related to them and are a figment only of my over-active imagination.
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Sheer Cold
The paltry breeze I felt blowing while I was walking towards the deep blue waters beyond me has now picked up, making me shiver a little at this unexpected change of temperature. It was summer and I didn’t think it would be this cold even though I was near the sea. I pulled my white furry jacket closer, thankful that Channaka had reminded me to bring it.
I sneezed.
Kaasan would berate me later for not going home immediately after the shooting; Niisan will shake his head, muttering something that will sound like getting sick wasn’t supposed to be included in my schedule. Tousan will put an arm around my shoulder and tell them that I probably had my reasons. And I would just smile weakly at him as if it was enough to express my gratitude.
I tried blowing on my hand to keep it warm.
Fruitless.
It was too cold and if I was in the right state of mind, reason or no reason, I should be heading home. This wasn’t the right place to be at-I glanced at my watch-two in the morning. But reason didn’t matter right now, especially when my heart was breaking.
I was anything but sane.
The waves rushed towards the beach, bathing my bare feet with, most probably, zero-degree seawater. It made me shiver again but not as much as when it did a few minutes ago. Perhaps I was now used to the cold…? Perhaps.
I almost laughed.
Funny how my body quickly adapted to the cold when my heart couldn’t adapt to the rumors.
I should not be reacting to it like this; I should be used to it by now. All the rumors of him and her should not be getting to me; we have discussed it time and again, and Takumi has assured me every time that all those things weren’t true. But I can’t help it.
Not when all I have with me was a single message in my mobile phone-It’s for the movie.
A single tear fell down my cheeks and I rubbed it off right away with one hand, the other preventing the other tears from falling in suite. I bit my lip; I cannot cry now. My eyes will all be welled up tomorrow-later, I consciously corrected myself-and the make-up artist will just shake her head at my unacceptable appearance.
The temperature around me fell again, the wind howling in my ear.
I know that soon, it will be too foggy to see anything. Soon, it will be too cold to move; my fingers will be frozen and unable to uncurl from the mobile phone in my pocket. My eyes will be dry; the tears that I’ve prevented from falling will form icicles that I won’t be able to brush off.
But I will remain where I was.
Because here, I could feel him. While standing on this very spot where Sukitomo paved a way to bring us together, I could feel him with me. As if he was here, holding me close. As if the promises he whispered in my ear that night were still real and would still hold true no matter what.
Right now, this was as close to him as I can be.
As I was allowed to be.
xxx
30Ap07
07:49p
author: yumeyana
fandom: musical tennis no oujisama
pairing: saitoh takumi x aiba hiroki
rating/genre: PG / angst, drama
summary: When Aiba fell in love, no one told him that he should get used to hearing his heart shatter.
[crossposted at tenimyu_slash, saitouxaiba, and at quilled_dreams.]
Author’s Notes: I haven’t been in the fandom lately and I’ve been feeling guilty, thus this fic. I know should’ve written something funny-that will come later, I promise-but this idea just didn’t let me rest until I actually sat down and wrote it. I hope you will like this.
Fic Notes: This story is set after Sukitomo, during Delicious Gakuin taping and during the rehearsals for Dream Live 4th.
Disclaimers: Musical Tennis no Oujisama, Sukitomo and all the actors mentioned in this fan fiction do not belong to me. The events mentioned below are in no way related to them and are a figment only of my over-active imagination.
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Sheer Cold
The paltry breeze I felt blowing while I was walking towards the deep blue waters beyond me has now picked up, making me shiver a little at this unexpected change of temperature. It was summer and I didn’t think it would be this cold even though I was near the sea. I pulled my white furry jacket closer, thankful that Channaka had reminded me to bring it.
I sneezed.
Kaasan would berate me later for not going home immediately after the shooting; Niisan will shake his head, muttering something that will sound like getting sick wasn’t supposed to be included in my schedule. Tousan will put an arm around my shoulder and tell them that I probably had my reasons. And I would just smile weakly at him as if it was enough to express my gratitude.
I tried blowing on my hand to keep it warm.
Fruitless.
It was too cold and if I was in the right state of mind, reason or no reason, I should be heading home. This wasn’t the right place to be at-I glanced at my watch-two in the morning. But reason didn’t matter right now, especially when my heart was breaking.
I was anything but sane.
The waves rushed towards the beach, bathing my bare feet with, most probably, zero-degree seawater. It made me shiver again but not as much as when it did a few minutes ago. Perhaps I was now used to the cold…? Perhaps.
I almost laughed.
Funny how my body quickly adapted to the cold when my heart couldn’t adapt to the rumors.
I should not be reacting to it like this; I should be used to it by now. All the rumors of him and her should not be getting to me; we have discussed it time and again, and Takumi has assured me every time that all those things weren’t true. But I can’t help it.
Not when all I have with me was a single message in my mobile phone-It’s for the movie.
A single tear fell down my cheeks and I rubbed it off right away with one hand, the other preventing the other tears from falling in suite. I bit my lip; I cannot cry now. My eyes will all be welled up tomorrow-later, I consciously corrected myself-and the make-up artist will just shake her head at my unacceptable appearance.
The temperature around me fell again, the wind howling in my ear.
I know that soon, it will be too foggy to see anything. Soon, it will be too cold to move; my fingers will be frozen and unable to uncurl from the mobile phone in my pocket. My eyes will be dry; the tears that I’ve prevented from falling will form icicles that I won’t be able to brush off.
But I will remain where I was.
Because here, I could feel him. While standing on this very spot where Sukitomo paved a way to bring us together, I could feel him with me. As if he was here, holding me close. As if the promises he whispered in my ear that night were still real and would still hold true no matter what.
Right now, this was as close to him as I can be.
As I was allowed to be.
xxx
30Ap07
07:49p