"Paradox" (Soujiro/Yuuki drabble)
Even though I already posted this at fanfiction.net, I'll just post up here, in case my account disappears or something drastic happens.....
Title: Paradox
By: silentstar01
Category: Hana Yori Dango
Pairing: Soujiro/Yuuki
Status: Completed
Chapters: 1
Author’s Note:
A five-minute drabble that came up as I watched the second season of the “Hana Yori Dango” liveaction. :) I’m not really going to wean a plot from this-this is purely a short drabble that seemed right for the moment. This is nothing related to “Crush”-I’m writing something else for that, don’t worry.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Hana Yori Dango-well, maybe the DVDs of the Japanese and Korean liveaction.
Paradox
Sometimes, he doesn’t know if he hates her, or if he likes her for any particular reason.
Maybe it is because of her smile at the stupidest things. Maybe it is because she was always so insightful. Maybe because once he sees her helping her an old man across the street without getting anything in return. Maybe it is because he knows that he couldn’t hide anything from her-well, maybe not everything.
He has watched the peculiar love triangle with Tsukasa, Rui, and Makino-san with an amusement akin to fascination, wondering how long they would push and pull before giving up because of exhaustion. Maybe he was fascinated with their particular love story because he wouldn’t experience it for himself, anyhow.
That is, that is what he thought before entangling himself with Matsuoka Yuuki.
Fist time he met her, he thought that she was just a quiet, well-behaved girl who was the friend of a particularly loud female who refused to back down. Then, as he continues to meet her (though privately he doesn’t know why he does-it’s like she’s some kind of novelty, which she is), he discovers that she is not so simple.
Of course, she’s not at beautiful as the other women he’d fancied as his “type,” but his eyes always strays to her whenever he senses to her. Yes, when he senses her: he doesn’t know how he manages to do it, it just happens.
But then, he realizes that while she may not be the model-beautiful he would’ve preferred, she is beautiful in many other ways. It is just that other people (like one particular bastard of an ex-boyfriend) do not see it.
Akira asks him what he thought of Matsuoka Yuuki, and before he can think about it he says, “A paradox.”
To him, Matsuoka Yuuki is a paradox. A seemingly fragile female who is surprisingly strong (though she becomes strong only after she cries for a good long time), a quiet girl who can see through people with clear eyes, a girl who is hard to size up because she is so deceptively complicated.
Even after his-subtle-attempts to push her away, knowing that he would inevitably hurt her, she still comes back, even though he knows that she is no masochist. She always comes back with that sweet smile, and whenever he sees that smile he feels a twisting in his gut that he would rather not think about.
He knows that in the end, he will lose to her. And strangely, that thought makes him feel like a winner.
“Nishikado-san!”
He looks up, realizing that he drifted off while sitting on a bench. When he sees her, he sees the sun’s rays lovingly outlining her form, cloaking her in warm sunlight.
She may be his end in his playboy ways, but if he thought differently, she may be the beginning to his future.
He stands up, and walks toward his beginning.
***
Sigh……One reason why I like writing about this pairing is that there is always a hint of angst with this pair. Nearly 500 words, not bad for a short drabble, yes?
Currently working on "A Visitation," kind of a general fic with hints of Kouga/Kaoru, and my other fics. ^.^
Title: Paradox
By: silentstar01
Category: Hana Yori Dango
Pairing: Soujiro/Yuuki
Status: Completed
Chapters: 1
Author’s Note:
A five-minute drabble that came up as I watched the second season of the “Hana Yori Dango” liveaction. :) I’m not really going to wean a plot from this-this is purely a short drabble that seemed right for the moment. This is nothing related to “Crush”-I’m writing something else for that, don’t worry.
Disclaimer: I do not own anything of Hana Yori Dango-well, maybe the DVDs of the Japanese and Korean liveaction.
Paradox
Sometimes, he doesn’t know if he hates her, or if he likes her for any particular reason.
Maybe it is because of her smile at the stupidest things. Maybe it is because she was always so insightful. Maybe because once he sees her helping her an old man across the street without getting anything in return. Maybe it is because he knows that he couldn’t hide anything from her-well, maybe not everything.
He has watched the peculiar love triangle with Tsukasa, Rui, and Makino-san with an amusement akin to fascination, wondering how long they would push and pull before giving up because of exhaustion. Maybe he was fascinated with their particular love story because he wouldn’t experience it for himself, anyhow.
That is, that is what he thought before entangling himself with Matsuoka Yuuki.
Fist time he met her, he thought that she was just a quiet, well-behaved girl who was the friend of a particularly loud female who refused to back down. Then, as he continues to meet her (though privately he doesn’t know why he does-it’s like she’s some kind of novelty, which she is), he discovers that she is not so simple.
Of course, she’s not at beautiful as the other women he’d fancied as his “type,” but his eyes always strays to her whenever he senses to her. Yes, when he senses her: he doesn’t know how he manages to do it, it just happens.
But then, he realizes that while she may not be the model-beautiful he would’ve preferred, she is beautiful in many other ways. It is just that other people (like one particular bastard of an ex-boyfriend) do not see it.
Akira asks him what he thought of Matsuoka Yuuki, and before he can think about it he says, “A paradox.”
To him, Matsuoka Yuuki is a paradox. A seemingly fragile female who is surprisingly strong (though she becomes strong only after she cries for a good long time), a quiet girl who can see through people with clear eyes, a girl who is hard to size up because she is so deceptively complicated.
Even after his-subtle-attempts to push her away, knowing that he would inevitably hurt her, she still comes back, even though he knows that she is no masochist. She always comes back with that sweet smile, and whenever he sees that smile he feels a twisting in his gut that he would rather not think about.
He knows that in the end, he will lose to her. And strangely, that thought makes him feel like a winner.
“Nishikado-san!”
He looks up, realizing that he drifted off while sitting on a bench. When he sees her, he sees the sun’s rays lovingly outlining her form, cloaking her in warm sunlight.
She may be his end in his playboy ways, but if he thought differently, she may be the beginning to his future.
He stands up, and walks toward his beginning.
***
Sigh……One reason why I like writing about this pairing is that there is always a hint of angst with this pair. Nearly 500 words, not bad for a short drabble, yes?
Currently working on "A Visitation," kind of a general fic with hints of Kouga/Kaoru, and my other fics. ^.^