Raindrops
Title: Raindrops
Chapters: 1/1
Author: me... (mxtrxofsomer)
Genre: fluff
Rating: PG-13
Pairings: AoixUruha
Warnings: Unbeta-ed and rushed in time for Valentine’s Day
Disclaimer: I own them in my dreams.
Synopsis: “Do you hate the rain so much?”
Comments: I decided to write a oneshot because I felt inspired so suddenly (because of the occassion). I used the old concept I had in mind but I changed the plot a little.
Uruha was staring unconsciously at the window for hours now since he woke up. The curtains in the room were still closed but even without pulling them apart, he knew what was going on outside.
“Do you hate the rain so much?”
It was raining that day, just like now, when Aoi asked him that question. They were sitting opposite each other in Aoi’s kitchen, having coffee, discussing some band matters and the new piece they were working on together. He had been staying with him for two days. The weather had been awful to Uruha and he did not want to go home in that state. It was good that Aoi was more than willing to let him live there for a few days.
“Because you have that distinct frown on your face whenever you're observing the rain,” Aoi answered when Uruha asked him why he thought that he did.
He had been surprised to hear Aoi’s answer. Uruha was not even aware of that. He never knew that he wore a unique expression every time it rained. Aoi must really have been that observant.
“I like it because I love to sleep,” was Aoi’s reply when he threw the question back at him.
Funny, Uruha had expected that kind of reason from Aoi even before he voiced it out to him. He guessed he knew Aoi more than Uruha knew himself.
“Has any song been dedicated to you before?” Aoi asked as he stopped strumming his guitar when Uruha snatched away the music sheet he was reading to practice too.
That was the only time Uruha gave it a serious thought. No one ever had dedicated a song fto him, of course, not counting those corny songs that his girlfriends requested on the radio for him back in high school. He was the one who made music and he did not think that anyone would bother since he could do it himself.
“I actually wrote one for you,” Aoi said when he told him that there was none.
Uruha wanted to laugh at that, remembering Aoi’s momiji manjuu. Aoi was another joker so why would he expect a serious song from him?
He was wrong though. Aoi had played a soft tune, singing the lyrics he had written along with the melody with all his heart out. Uruha’s eyes were in tears the whole time he was listening.
“My only wish is to watch the rainbow with your head resting on my shoulder”
That was the last line of the song Aoi had made for him, the song that started it all, the reason why he was lying here on the bed in the arms of someone he did not realize that he had always loved, not until that stormy day.
“It’s raining,” Aoi said as he snuggled closer to him, yawning.
“So you can go back to sleep,” he answered hugging the elder.
“Staying awake with you is better,” Aoi smiled.
He now wondered why he did not like the rain back then. Surely it was troublesome but it was a wonderful thing. It was there because it had a purpose and maybe one of those was to bring the two of them together.
“You don’t like to go back to sleep,” he decided to state rather than ask.
“And you don’t look like you hate the weather,” Aoi said.
He never said that he hated the rain. He just did not like it. But not anymore.
“So, what do you say if we stay like this for a bit then let’s get up?”
Aoi grinned at him, pulling back the covers on both of them.
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Endnotes: Waaahhhh!!! I totally failed at this... T_T this was inspired by Aoi’s momiji manjuu (gawd I want to eat one but they are too expensive) and the rain on Monday. Thanks to all the people who commented on my third chapter... This is for you all... (just sorry a it's a bit crappy) XD But, still, let me know me what you think...