[oneshot] together again
Title: together again
Pairing: Yamada Ryosuke/Shida Mirai
Summary: After the first two times Mirai've met Yamada, she knew.
We met one once; your cheeks bloated with baby fat, and your hair tickled the neck like a typical Johnny. Your smile would so naturally dance on your face and your eyes would so naturally glimmer at the same time.
We met another time; your cheeks still bloated and your hair even longer for the role. Like I've always remembered, your smile still dance so naturally on your face, on careful tiptoes with gentle outreached hands. All the while, your eyes would so naturally glimmer, an amiable star in a brown sky with a soft-edged sparkle.
That's when I came to realize that my hitched breath, my flushed cheeks and my raced heart was not normal.
I've wished every night with all my might, on the first star I see, that we'll be allowed to meet again. But as the years went by, and your face appeared more often on the screen of my livingroom tv, I knew, I realized, I acknowledged (albeit in total reluctance) that my wish would never be granted. Then, when the sakuras blossomed under a cloudless sky, I saw your name. I saw your name on the class roster tacked onto the bulletin board.
"Hey, Shida-chan," Yamada said with his love cpaturing, literally breath taking, squeal inducing smile.
"Hey," Mirai's voice echoed in her head, a little high pitched and quite noticeably quivering in her opinion. "Together again? God, four years with you and your contagious stupidity," she said with a roll of her eyes, calming her nerves and attempting to be natural.
Yamada laughed, "Don't worry, you aren't losing me even if you wanted to, since I'll always be with you."
Recalling back on the memory, Mirai knew she looked stupid, as much as Yamada was an idiot, with tainted, bright red cheeks.
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Author's Note:
For the record, I wrote this for Neechan's first prompt. But I decided against a repeating pairing.
But I didn't want my work [[started while waiting for math class to start, finished during free time in chinese class]] to go to waste :D.
Pairing: Yamada Ryosuke/Shida Mirai
Summary: After the first two times Mirai've met Yamada, she knew.
We met one once; your cheeks bloated with baby fat, and your hair tickled the neck like a typical Johnny. Your smile would so naturally dance on your face and your eyes would so naturally glimmer at the same time.
We met another time; your cheeks still bloated and your hair even longer for the role. Like I've always remembered, your smile still dance so naturally on your face, on careful tiptoes with gentle outreached hands. All the while, your eyes would so naturally glimmer, an amiable star in a brown sky with a soft-edged sparkle.
That's when I came to realize that my hitched breath, my flushed cheeks and my raced heart was not normal.
I've wished every night with all my might, on the first star I see, that we'll be allowed to meet again. But as the years went by, and your face appeared more often on the screen of my livingroom tv, I knew, I realized, I acknowledged (albeit in total reluctance) that my wish would never be granted. Then, when the sakuras blossomed under a cloudless sky, I saw your name. I saw your name on the class roster tacked onto the bulletin board.
"Hey, Shida-chan," Yamada said with his love cpaturing, literally breath taking, squeal inducing smile.
"Hey," Mirai's voice echoed in her head, a little high pitched and quite noticeably quivering in her opinion. "Together again? God, four years with you and your contagious stupidity," she said with a roll of her eyes, calming her nerves and attempting to be natural.
Yamada laughed, "Don't worry, you aren't losing me even if you wanted to, since I'll always be with you."
Recalling back on the memory, Mirai knew she looked stupid, as much as Yamada was an idiot, with tainted, bright red cheeks.
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Author's Note:
For the record, I wrote this for Neechan's first prompt. But I decided against a repeating pairing.
But I didn't want my work [[started while waiting for math class to start, finished during free time in chinese class]] to go to waste :D.