Innocence.Silence.Devotion. Chapter 2/?
Title: Innocence. Silence. Devotion. Chapter 2/??
Author: yujira
Pairing: ReitaxUruha
Genre: AU, Drama, Angst, Romance
Rating: PG-15
Warnings: Character death
Summary: Tick, tick, tick... The imagined heavy sound of time was invading Akira's mind and he tried to cover his ears with both his hands and blanket but to no avail. With each second that passed he was getting one step closer.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but my imagination.
Comments: Seems like this is not going to stay a two shot *cough* Sorry it took so long but I wasn't feeling motivated enough to continue it the past weeks...
''Akira, I know that this must be very hard for you now. But still, don't lose hope, there's still time left. And we will treat you the best we can to extent your life as much as possible. For now make sure you have the people you love support you, don't take this on yourself. In a situation like this it's important to be able to rely on others for your soul and heart to stay healthy. Promise me.''
One week had passed since the doctors had wiped off his thought about being completely healthy. One week had passed since he had been told that he was going to die, not 'too' soon but 1 1/2 years was the most they could give him. One week since his dreams and hopes for the future had been shattered and thrown away. One week since he had last seen Kouyou on that grass field, pleading him to make a promise, not having the strength to tell the boy the truth. But how could he, if he was unable himself to accept the fact yet?
''Oh Kou, by the way, I was told that I have cancer. It's incurable. So all they can do now is give me a little more time. We won't even be able to graduate together. But still, don't let it get to your head and let's just keep living life like it doesn't make a difference, ne?''
Fucking NO.
Akira lay on his bed, blanket covering him almost completely, only letting a few strands of blond peek out. He'd been like this after spending the day with Kouyou. Not changing his clothes, not talking to his family, not caring about anything, especially school. He didn't need it anymore. His mother knew better than pressuring him so instead, she let his son be and called the school, telling that he'd be sick for the rest of the week. Kouyou had been calling every day since then, never getting to talk to Akira but being told by his mother that he was either sleeping or feeling too sick to talk. She didn't know if this was the right thing to do, the doctors had not told him to avoid all his surroundings like this. But how were you supposed to cope with the fact that your own child would die before you? Feelings couldn't be described, there was only a black hole opening in front of them and one day, Akira would get sucked into it. Mrs. Suzuki felt more than helpless but she knew that the least thing Akira wanted now was talk. And she would respect his current decision and leave him be to be able to settle his thoughts and accept the new situation. Of course she wouldn't let him stay in bed for the rest of his life but. It had all been too sudden. Too cruel. His reaction was only natural.
Dull eyes slowly opened to stare at the display of the clock hanging on the bedroom wall. 4:56 pm. Did really five hours pass since the last time he had looked at it? Now what, time decided to run out on me even faster? You gotta be kidding... The blond snorted angrily and turned to face the blank wall again.
Tick, tick, tick... The imagined heavy sound of time was invading Akira's mind and he tried to cover his ears with both his hands and blanket but to no avail. With each second that passed he was getting one step closer. One step closer to white. The pure, innocent yet uncomfortable and frightening white of the hospital. Which would slowly but surely turn into impenetrable blackness. Nothing. Just a cold, empty body would be left behind. With all life sucked out of it.
Everything... it'd just be over.
Akira shut his eyes tightly, trying to think about anything, just anything else as he felt the shivers running over his body, the feeling of sheer fear nestling in the depths of his heart and forming tears just waiting to be spilled.
Suddenly the door to his bedroom was pushed open and the blond's mind and body jerked from surprise. He didn't turn to see who it was. You didn't need eyes to sense your soul mate entering the room you were in. Realizing that just added another stab to his already aching heart but Akira stayed still. Maybe Kouyou would just leave after a couple of minutes if he pretended to be asleep. Knowing that his best friend would still react differently, his eyes stayed shut and he tried to somehow keep up with a regular sounding breathing. Which was more than just difficult as he heard hesitant foot steps getting closer to him, the body of Kouyou hovering over his for mere seconds before the boy kneeled down to the ground beside Akira's bed.
An arm extended and Akira felt the touch of chary fingers gently stroking the back side of the blond mess, tugging slightly on a few strands in a playful way. Right then, Akira simply felt like turning and pulling his best friend into bed with him, to not only feel those wonderful slender fingers but the whole warmth of the others body pressing against his own. How he longed for every single part that was Kouyou... his Kouyou. He almost let a sigh escape but caught himself just in time. A couple of minutes later the hand was gone but before Akira could feel any dissatisfaction he instead, felt a soft thumb brushing over his cheek. Kouyou was supporting his upper body on the bed now, his head only inches away from Akira's as he watched his fingers softly trace all features of the blond's face. A smile formed on the plush lips as he felt the skin of the sleeping Akira heating up. Reaching the blond's lips, his index finger rested on the lower lip before being lifted to be pressed against his own pair. When Akira suddenly felt those velvet lips lightly brush across his cheek, he couldn't tell anymore if that was still the real deal or if he had maybe fallen asleep already.
It felt too good, too perfect to be real. Kouyou had never, never ever before acted like this. So why... Maybe because he thinks I'm not noticing any of this? He felt his rapid heartbeat inside his chest, his fingers tingled with the want to pull the other into a heated and passionate first kiss but he couldn't. He just couldn't move an inch. Kouyou's lips pressed a chaste kiss on the flushed cheek, leaving a soft and moist and just wonderful feeling behind before wandering to the blond's ear, breathing a single sentence into the ear drum. Words, Akira thought he'd never get to hear. Not from that mouth, that person.
''I love you, Aki.''
Even with closed eyes, Akira felt the room starting to spin around him. He only faintly recognized the warm presence of the other slowly leaving the room and once the door was shut, he dared to open his eye lids. Only to be met with the blank wall yet again. But he couldn't see. All he felt were Kouyou's pair of silky lips at the shell of his ear and his warm breath ghosting over the blond's skin. Kouyou loved him. He loved him. That whispered confession hadn't been an imagination. It had been real. The person who meant the most to him, who he'd been in love with for two years loved him back. Akira sat up, head hidden between his knees while his finger nails painfully dug into the pale thighs, tearing at the skin. Life had given him a time limit, including the time he had to love.
Tick, tick, tick...
He didn't know if he should cry out of happiness or heartache.
.
.
.
Oh I so don't feel like adding anything to this. I've been in up and down moods the past days ( it keeps changing like every few minutes which is just fucking tiring...), monday the worst day of my life and I'm just... I don't know. I'm feeling really bad right now, I feel like sleeping 24/7, I'm tired no matter how much I sleep...That's probably why I decided to stop trying to write a fluff one shot and continue this... I've been sooo not motivated for this and now I only spent one hour for writing... ugh so sorry for the shortness, I hope I can make up with the 3rd chapter then. Which will hopefully NOT take weeks like this.
Still, comments are ♥ like always, please, try and make me smile just a little...
Author: yujira
Pairing: ReitaxUruha
Genre: AU, Drama, Angst, Romance
Rating: PG-15
Warnings: Character death
Summary: Tick, tick, tick... The imagined heavy sound of time was invading Akira's mind and he tried to cover his ears with both his hands and blanket but to no avail. With each second that passed he was getting one step closer.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything but my imagination.
Comments: Seems like this is not going to stay a two shot *cough* Sorry it took so long but I wasn't feeling motivated enough to continue it the past weeks...
''Akira, I know that this must be very hard for you now. But still, don't lose hope, there's still time left. And we will treat you the best we can to extent your life as much as possible. For now make sure you have the people you love support you, don't take this on yourself. In a situation like this it's important to be able to rely on others for your soul and heart to stay healthy. Promise me.''
One week had passed since the doctors had wiped off his thought about being completely healthy. One week had passed since he had been told that he was going to die, not 'too' soon but 1 1/2 years was the most they could give him. One week since his dreams and hopes for the future had been shattered and thrown away. One week since he had last seen Kouyou on that grass field, pleading him to make a promise, not having the strength to tell the boy the truth. But how could he, if he was unable himself to accept the fact yet?
''Oh Kou, by the way, I was told that I have cancer. It's incurable. So all they can do now is give me a little more time. We won't even be able to graduate together. But still, don't let it get to your head and let's just keep living life like it doesn't make a difference, ne?''
Fucking NO.
Akira lay on his bed, blanket covering him almost completely, only letting a few strands of blond peek out. He'd been like this after spending the day with Kouyou. Not changing his clothes, not talking to his family, not caring about anything, especially school. He didn't need it anymore. His mother knew better than pressuring him so instead, she let his son be and called the school, telling that he'd be sick for the rest of the week. Kouyou had been calling every day since then, never getting to talk to Akira but being told by his mother that he was either sleeping or feeling too sick to talk. She didn't know if this was the right thing to do, the doctors had not told him to avoid all his surroundings like this. But how were you supposed to cope with the fact that your own child would die before you? Feelings couldn't be described, there was only a black hole opening in front of them and one day, Akira would get sucked into it. Mrs. Suzuki felt more than helpless but she knew that the least thing Akira wanted now was talk. And she would respect his current decision and leave him be to be able to settle his thoughts and accept the new situation. Of course she wouldn't let him stay in bed for the rest of his life but. It had all been too sudden. Too cruel. His reaction was only natural.
Dull eyes slowly opened to stare at the display of the clock hanging on the bedroom wall. 4:56 pm. Did really five hours pass since the last time he had looked at it? Now what, time decided to run out on me even faster? You gotta be kidding... The blond snorted angrily and turned to face the blank wall again.
Tick, tick, tick... The imagined heavy sound of time was invading Akira's mind and he tried to cover his ears with both his hands and blanket but to no avail. With each second that passed he was getting one step closer. One step closer to white. The pure, innocent yet uncomfortable and frightening white of the hospital. Which would slowly but surely turn into impenetrable blackness. Nothing. Just a cold, empty body would be left behind. With all life sucked out of it.
Everything... it'd just be over.
Akira shut his eyes tightly, trying to think about anything, just anything else as he felt the shivers running over his body, the feeling of sheer fear nestling in the depths of his heart and forming tears just waiting to be spilled.
Suddenly the door to his bedroom was pushed open and the blond's mind and body jerked from surprise. He didn't turn to see who it was. You didn't need eyes to sense your soul mate entering the room you were in. Realizing that just added another stab to his already aching heart but Akira stayed still. Maybe Kouyou would just leave after a couple of minutes if he pretended to be asleep. Knowing that his best friend would still react differently, his eyes stayed shut and he tried to somehow keep up with a regular sounding breathing. Which was more than just difficult as he heard hesitant foot steps getting closer to him, the body of Kouyou hovering over his for mere seconds before the boy kneeled down to the ground beside Akira's bed.
An arm extended and Akira felt the touch of chary fingers gently stroking the back side of the blond mess, tugging slightly on a few strands in a playful way. Right then, Akira simply felt like turning and pulling his best friend into bed with him, to not only feel those wonderful slender fingers but the whole warmth of the others body pressing against his own. How he longed for every single part that was Kouyou... his Kouyou. He almost let a sigh escape but caught himself just in time. A couple of minutes later the hand was gone but before Akira could feel any dissatisfaction he instead, felt a soft thumb brushing over his cheek. Kouyou was supporting his upper body on the bed now, his head only inches away from Akira's as he watched his fingers softly trace all features of the blond's face. A smile formed on the plush lips as he felt the skin of the sleeping Akira heating up. Reaching the blond's lips, his index finger rested on the lower lip before being lifted to be pressed against his own pair. When Akira suddenly felt those velvet lips lightly brush across his cheek, he couldn't tell anymore if that was still the real deal or if he had maybe fallen asleep already.
It felt too good, too perfect to be real. Kouyou had never, never ever before acted like this. So why... Maybe because he thinks I'm not noticing any of this? He felt his rapid heartbeat inside his chest, his fingers tingled with the want to pull the other into a heated and passionate first kiss but he couldn't. He just couldn't move an inch. Kouyou's lips pressed a chaste kiss on the flushed cheek, leaving a soft and moist and just wonderful feeling behind before wandering to the blond's ear, breathing a single sentence into the ear drum. Words, Akira thought he'd never get to hear. Not from that mouth, that person.
''I love you, Aki.''
Even with closed eyes, Akira felt the room starting to spin around him. He only faintly recognized the warm presence of the other slowly leaving the room and once the door was shut, he dared to open his eye lids. Only to be met with the blank wall yet again. But he couldn't see. All he felt were Kouyou's pair of silky lips at the shell of his ear and his warm breath ghosting over the blond's skin. Kouyou loved him. He loved him. That whispered confession hadn't been an imagination. It had been real. The person who meant the most to him, who he'd been in love with for two years loved him back. Akira sat up, head hidden between his knees while his finger nails painfully dug into the pale thighs, tearing at the skin. Life had given him a time limit, including the time he had to love.
Tick, tick, tick...
He didn't know if he should cry out of happiness or heartache.
.
.
.
Oh I so don't feel like adding anything to this. I've been in up and down moods the past days ( it keeps changing like every few minutes which is just fucking tiring...), monday the worst day of my life and I'm just... I don't know. I'm feeling really bad right now, I feel like sleeping 24/7, I'm tired no matter how much I sleep...That's probably why I decided to stop trying to write a fluff one shot and continue this... I've been sooo not motivated for this and now I only spent one hour for writing... ugh so sorry for the shortness, I hope I can make up with the 3rd chapter then. Which will hopefully NOT take weeks like this.
Still, comments are ♥ like always, please, try and make me smile just a little...