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Dec 11, 2008 22:05

So apparently being in the middle of Christmas season makes me want to reread Endless Eight and write Kyon/Koizumi. Whoda thunk?



Some of those 15,498 times, he kisses Kyon.

It happens on the last day, the times when they've figured it out about the Endless Summer, and everyone else leaves the coffee shop first. They leave too, but only to stare at Haruhi's back as she walks away. Usually Kyon says something like "Now we go back to the Save Point, huh" and Koizumi says "that's right." Then sometimes Kyon simply says goodbye and heads out.

But sometimes, for some reason, he stays, and they stand together for a while, maybe bantering uselessly back and forth, or maybe not saying anything.

Koizumi never quite means to do it. But it's so easy: a gesture that has no significance, that provides a momentary, wistful kind of satisfaction but will disappear in a few hours along with all the resulting complications. Nothing will change. And that's exactly what he's always wanted.

It makes no difference whether he does it or not; either way he's a coward. So usually he sighs and says "I guess this is my chance," and he does it after all.

Kyon's lips almost always taste like coffee, except when he's had a mint or a piece of gum or something. For a moment he's just stunned that it's actually happening. Then he opens his mouth, running his tongue over the place where Kyon's lips meet. Or he doesn't, and it's completely chaste, and it's good anyway, the kind of good that makes it hard to breathe. He often has his eyes closed so he can't see how Kyon is reacting.

When he pulls away, though, sometimes the expression on Kyon's face forces regret on him like psysical pain. "What the hell did you do that for?" asks Kyon, more often than not. The other times he just wipes his mouth off with the back of his hand. That's worse.

Then Koizumi says "sorry," or maybe "because you'll forget," or, rarely, "I love you." And without waiting for a reply, he turns around and walks away.

One time Kyon kisses back. Then he looks horrified and runs and Koizumi is unable to follow him.

Every time he goes home and lies in bed, hands clenched into fists, trying to inscribe the memory so deep in his brain that he'll remember it the next time around. He knows it's useless, but he tries anyway. He just can't help wishing that maybe he can bury it somewhere so far inside the core of his being that not even Suzumiya Haruhi will be able to touch it.

Of course it really is useless. The next morning it's always the 17th again and it always never happened.

anime, teh homogay, fic

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