[YamaChii] 紙飛行機の物語り- Kami Hikouki no Monogatari [1/?]
Title: 紙飛行機の物語り- Kami Hikouki no Monogatari
English Title: The Story of the Paper Airplanes
Author: Ai no Messeji
Genre: Drama, Friendship, Slice of Life, Romance
Pairing: YamaChii
Summary: Fate brought them together. Fate pulled them apart. Two people, one who could only hear but never speak. While the other one is shunned away because of what he really is as a person. They are two lost souls living in the same world, waiting on the same station, and breathing in at the exact same moment. Yet… they couldn’t meet, because even if they are at the exact same place and at the exact same time. Something stops them. It’s time.
Dedication: A Birthday Story for My Beloved Rei-chan (hwangtinglee). Hope you’ll like this one.
Prologue:
「君と僕」
You and I
…
When was the last time I felt myself falling...?
Ah, I remember now...
It was around that time…
It was fall, I think…
The first time I saw you- Yuri.
Around that day, you were there at the opposite side of the station, with your head hung low and those beautiful; midnight-colored eyes. shedding tears of pain and loneliness. It was a sad view, on my part of course. Because, while your shoulders tremble as you try to muffle out a sob, the horizon on the background, it gave emphasis to such fragile form that you have.
…because, the moment when my eyes saw you, I was struck dead on the spot-
You looked so broken… so fragile… so abused-
…just like a fallen angel.
Although my attraction... my fleeting first impression...
It didn't stop there. Because as I continuously watch you, while the orange tints of the dawning sun lay its wake against your skin of porcelain. And the way the bypassing wind danced against such beautiful hair, while the cold temperature of the month, how it made that velvety, plum lips of yours choppy and dry.
I felt more breathless... helpless... trapped and juvenile.
Because it was the first time, the first time I felt my heart beat quicken.
And I couldn't explain it... not yet.
But if now is the basis, of what I felt back then when I first saw you.
Now I can answer...
Now I can say that, what I felt the first time I saw you Yuri.
It was love for the first time.
Though that time as I watch you intently. You grow much beautiful, because as you cry. You still seem conscious of those lips that's been getting drier and drier as the temperature goes high. But with the help of that moisture from that seemingly sweet pink tongue, it brought your chopped lips back to life, like that of a rose. And somehow as I watch you with those marks of beauty and broken soul, it somehow made my heart go wild. It made my heart beat go in tempo with my will and my need to cradle you in my arms.
...because as I look more into you.
Somehow, the gnawing feeling in my chest. It gave me more of an in depth understanding of how loneliness... emptiness... sadness feels like. You were all of it-- in such small form, in such weakened state.
You, Yuri is the epitome of what life truly is, of how humans should be... of how everyone should feel. Because the moment your presence made contact with my eyes, I can admittedly say that I saw an angel who’s been trapped in this world, been lost, been used and is now trying hard to flap those broken wings and soar up into the sky again...
... to feel free...
... to be alive.
…and seeing you like that. I did felt, for the first time, the need to protect someone with my life. It was the first time I felt the urge to forget about my own pride and just let someone into my world. Because the feeling that my heart gave out, when I saw your dying heart, is the kind of feeling that brought a sense of solitude to my mind.
It brought a sense of ease, a lingering taste of salvation that I’ve been searching for a very long time.
Although…
…there is a bittersweet fact about you and me-
I’ve learned that in the cruelest way possible.
…because that time, when I desperately ran to the opposite station to help you mend, heal, weave- fly.
Reality dawned into me, lightning fast.
Because when I reached the opposite station, you weren’t there.
Not anymore, I thought.
...it made me sad.
It made me want to cry,
…because I thought I was too late.
I have no chance...
But, when I came back to my side of the station…
…you were still there, crying your heart out.
And God, I was terrified.
I was scared.
But-
I was also left in awe.
…and that-
That is how the story of you and I would go.
From past to present-
…From present to past...
…because how could a person living in 20xx fall in love with a person from 19xx.
To be continued.
Ai no Messeji: A Birthday Story for my beloved Rei-chan. Though, I might update this late ne. I just want to post this before your birthday. Hope you'll enjoy this one. Everyone too~
English Title: The Story of the Paper Airplanes
Author: Ai no Messeji
Genre: Drama, Friendship, Slice of Life, Romance
Pairing: YamaChii
Summary: Fate brought them together. Fate pulled them apart. Two people, one who could only hear but never speak. While the other one is shunned away because of what he really is as a person. They are two lost souls living in the same world, waiting on the same station, and breathing in at the exact same moment. Yet… they couldn’t meet, because even if they are at the exact same place and at the exact same time. Something stops them. It’s time.
Dedication: A Birthday Story for My Beloved Rei-chan (hwangtinglee). Hope you’ll like this one.
Prologue:
「君と僕」
You and I
…
When was the last time I felt myself falling...?
Ah, I remember now...
It was around that time…
It was fall, I think…
The first time I saw you- Yuri.
Around that day, you were there at the opposite side of the station, with your head hung low and those beautiful; midnight-colored eyes. shedding tears of pain and loneliness. It was a sad view, on my part of course. Because, while your shoulders tremble as you try to muffle out a sob, the horizon on the background, it gave emphasis to such fragile form that you have.
…because, the moment when my eyes saw you, I was struck dead on the spot-
You looked so broken… so fragile… so abused-
…just like a fallen angel.
Although my attraction... my fleeting first impression...
It didn't stop there. Because as I continuously watch you, while the orange tints of the dawning sun lay its wake against your skin of porcelain. And the way the bypassing wind danced against such beautiful hair, while the cold temperature of the month, how it made that velvety, plum lips of yours choppy and dry.
I felt more breathless... helpless... trapped and juvenile.
Because it was the first time, the first time I felt my heart beat quicken.
And I couldn't explain it... not yet.
But if now is the basis, of what I felt back then when I first saw you.
Now I can answer...
Now I can say that, what I felt the first time I saw you Yuri.
It was love for the first time.
Though that time as I watch you intently. You grow much beautiful, because as you cry. You still seem conscious of those lips that's been getting drier and drier as the temperature goes high. But with the help of that moisture from that seemingly sweet pink tongue, it brought your chopped lips back to life, like that of a rose. And somehow as I watch you with those marks of beauty and broken soul, it somehow made my heart go wild. It made my heart beat go in tempo with my will and my need to cradle you in my arms.
...because as I look more into you.
Somehow, the gnawing feeling in my chest. It gave me more of an in depth understanding of how loneliness... emptiness... sadness feels like. You were all of it-- in such small form, in such weakened state.
You, Yuri is the epitome of what life truly is, of how humans should be... of how everyone should feel. Because the moment your presence made contact with my eyes, I can admittedly say that I saw an angel who’s been trapped in this world, been lost, been used and is now trying hard to flap those broken wings and soar up into the sky again...
... to feel free...
... to be alive.
…and seeing you like that. I did felt, for the first time, the need to protect someone with my life. It was the first time I felt the urge to forget about my own pride and just let someone into my world. Because the feeling that my heart gave out, when I saw your dying heart, is the kind of feeling that brought a sense of solitude to my mind.
It brought a sense of ease, a lingering taste of salvation that I’ve been searching for a very long time.
Although…
…there is a bittersweet fact about you and me-
I’ve learned that in the cruelest way possible.
…because that time, when I desperately ran to the opposite station to help you mend, heal, weave- fly.
Reality dawned into me, lightning fast.
Because when I reached the opposite station, you weren’t there.
Not anymore, I thought.
...it made me sad.
It made me want to cry,
…because I thought I was too late.
I have no chance...
But, when I came back to my side of the station…
…you were still there, crying your heart out.
And God, I was terrified.
I was scared.
But-
I was also left in awe.
…and that-
That is how the story of you and I would go.
From past to present-
…From present to past...
…because how could a person living in 20xx fall in love with a person from 19xx.
To be continued.
Ai no Messeji: A Birthday Story for my beloved Rei-chan. Though, I might update this late ne. I just want to post this before your birthday. Hope you'll enjoy this one. Everyone too~