The Only Way--Chapter Two
Title: The Only Way
Author: xXReitaXUruhaXx
Chapter: 2/ ?
Pairing(s): Reita X Uruha
Overall Rating: Pg 13
Genre: Life Lessons
Warnings: Swearing, Bloody, Masochistic.
Summary: When the world has turned it's back on you, what do you do? Who is there to help you? When you question your own exsistence, what do you do to know that you are alive?
Comments: It might sound like an agst at first but in the end it's definatly not. ^^ I hope you enjoy this~! & comment please~~!! I love comments.
The Only Way-Chapter 2
Warm finger tips brushing against my cheeks. Soft lips pressed against my own.
“Open your eyes and tell me it’s not true…” I hear.
Half consciously I’m experiencing this. Why do I feel like I some how exist? When I open my eyes to find no one there, who was it that kissed me? Who’s beautiful words were those?
*
Slowly opening his eyes, Uruha placed a hand on his head as he sat up. Instantly he saw his band mates. Ruki, Reita, Aoi and Kai. They were all there, in the hospital, around the bed in which Uruha laid. Ruki was sitting in a chair in the corner of the room sleeping. Aoi was sitting beside the bed with a worried look on his face. Reita was leaning against the wall as if half asleep. Kai, however, was at the end of the bed and as soon as he saw Uruha sit up, he stood up with a worried, concern and slightly angered expression on his face.
“Uruha, I think you owe us all a big explanation as to why you have wounds all over you body,” said Kai in a way that made him sound like a mother.
“Eh?” replied Uruha, as he was still somewhat lost. Then when it finally hit him his face flushed with shame. What was he going to say? If he just said nothing Kai would just ask again sounding more pissed off than the last time. By now the tension in the room was growing more and more since Ruki woke up and Reita stood up straight, all eyes on their injured friend.
“…” The injured blonde didn’t reply. He just stared at his knees while sitting there in the bed. Uruha kept silent no matter what he was asked. Soon his band mates grew tired of asking and left, leaving only Reita there.
Uruha looked up at his best friend.
“Why aren’t you going?” asked the guitarist.
“Because I want to get to the bottom of this,” replied the bassist.
Silence filled the air again. Why is he asking me this if he already knows that I’m not going to answer? Why does he care so much? Should I tell him? Uruha thought to himself. He decided to lie again.
“I already told you…I got into a fight,” Uruha said finally with his head down.
“That’s not what Aoi told me. He said that you asked him the question ‘Have you ever questioned your existence’ “
“Well he heard wrong,” Uruha snapped. Just then Reita cupped Uruha’s chin and brought the guitarist’s gaze up to himself. Starring Uruha straight in the eyes, Reita tried to look for an answer.
“Look at me in the eyes, can you honestly tell me that Aoi heard wrong?” Reita asked, still scanning the other’s eyes for any possible lies.
Uruha stared for a while, not daring to answer. Then finally he slapped Reita’s hand away and looked back down.
“It’s none of your business,” Uruha replied as he got out of his bed, his back facing to Reita.
“None of my business?!” the bassist replied completely angered, “how can you tell me it’s none of my business?! I’m your best friend! You used to tell me everything!”
“That was then and this is now…so just let me be, okay?”
Hurt by his friend’s words, Reita just stood there and stared at the floor. Uruha, not daring to look at his friend, opened the door and left. It was better this way. Then they wouldn’t have to worry more about someone like me…Was Uruha’s way of thinking right? In any way…was it right? ‘What they don’t know, won’t hurt them’ is that line in any way right? Of course not, but did Uruha know that? I don’t think so.
*
One glass…and another…and another. Flashing lights and throbbing music, Uruha was drowning himself in alcohols at a club again. He just wanted to forget everything and wake up as if it was all a bad dream. But he knew that once the alcohols wore off, it wouldn’t be long before reality kicks back in again.
Sip, sip, gulp, gulp. It wasn’t long before Uruha had lost himself in the drinks, lights and music. His vision blurry and his legs unstable, he tried to some how stumble his way home. Unfortunately, he only got two steps out of his seat before tumbling to the floor. He felt strong arms lift him up, bridal style and then that warm feeling…the feeling of being safe. Uruha attempted to see who is was but all he saw was a blurry image of a man.
“Ne…Da re?” The blonde guitarist asked with a couple of laughs in between.
No Reply. Who could it be? What if he is kidnapping me? Why won’t he answer my question? And why…do I feel this way? Haha…This is fun… Uruha thought to himself though his mind was still not functioning well.
Uruha was carried all the way home and placed on his bed. So familiar…but why can’t I remember. He stayed put until he felt something heavy on top of him. Then all of a sudden…drip. Something landed on his cheek from this mysterious person that had carried him home and was now on top of him. Was he crying? But why would he? The man got off the blonde and those thoughts were pushed away as Uruha’s eyes screwed shut and he fell into a deep slumber.
“Gomen ne, Uru-kun,” came the soft deep voice of Reita, “If only I could do more for you…”
Placing a kiss on the blonde sleeping beauty’s lips, Reita left not wanting to be asked questions once Uruha awoke.
“Maybe one day I’ll show you that your very much alive…”
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