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Title: Leaving me- Part 2ish
Author: xlostheavenx
Genre: angst
Ratings: PG16
Bands: Gazette
Pairings: AoixRuki, mentioned UruhaxRuki
Synopsis: I’ve been walking around for the last few hours, heading in no particular direction, but for only one particular reason. You.
Disclaimer: Don’t own…
Comments: This is the Sequel? The second part? Of Leaving Me It’s in Aoi’s POV. Sorry it’s like a week late! There will be one more part, from Uruha’s POV that will be up soon (hopefully)<3
I-Aoi You- Ruki Him- Uruha
I’ve been walking around for the last few hours, heading in no particular direction; but for only one particular reason. You.
I’m not sure why I didn’t just leave and go home. Well, I guess I do. It was because after all this time, I think I refuse to go home without you. I still believe that there is a chance for me to be able to tell the world that you are mine. That you’ve always been mine.
In the end, all I really want is to be able to be with you free from all guilt, free from all lies and secrecy.
I think I’ve walked by the restaurant where we met today at least six times now, each time I’ve looked in I see you, hunched over and not moving from the back booth in the corner where I left you. You’ve been scribbling away like mad and all I want is to know what you’ve been writing.
Now I’m pacing up and down the block, waiting, hoping, willing you to come out so I can hold you in my arms. So I can apologize and hope that after leaving you that you’ll still be with me.
Of course I know that my fears are ungrounded, and that you are probably not even mad; I guess I’m just mad at myself for getting my hopes up. I’m mad at myself because I can’t be mad at you.
Out of all the people I know and have ever known, you are the most kind hearted and caring person. I knew that if it was just you and me that you would have been with him completely a long time ago. But you don’t care about yourself, you don’t care about what you want. You only care about everyone else’s feelings. It is one of the things that made me fall for you in the first place; now it’s the thing that’s keeping us apart. Not that I mind that that is the reason.
It’s getting late and the sun is starting to set. I’m sure he’s wondering where you are; after all, you were only supposed to be out for maybe an hour or two.
It kills me to know that he gets to have you and I don’t. Maybe he deserves you more then I do, I mean I did steal you from him. I did go behind one of my best friends’ back and slept with the man he loves. And every time I see him I smile and act as if nothing wrong.
I have no reason to hate him, he has never done anything bad to you or to me for that matter, but then again he is the only reason that you are not home with me at this very moment.
I can’t hate him because I fell in love with you. At first I tried to pretend that I didn’t love you, that all I want you for was sex, but that wasn’t true, it was never true. I can’t hate him because you care about him and the things that have are important to you have become important to me.
I do hate that the fact that I want us to be together has caused you pain. I do hate myself for putting you in the position you are in right now. And I hate myself for thinking that I would have been able to share you from the beginning.
I’m getting cold and my feet are starting to hurt. I don’t want to go home and give up on you; I don’t want to leave you. So there is only one thing I can really do. I swallow my pride and make my way back to the restaurant.
Through the glass you look like you did when we first met. You look beautiful and almost at peace, but by the way you’re slightly hanging your head I know that you are thinking, I know that there is something on your mind. It is the little things like that that shows me how close I have become to you.
You look up as I enter the restaurant, as though you’ve been expecting me the whole time. I walk toward you slowly and take my seat across from you. You try to smile, but I can still see the pain in your eyes.
In front of you on the table is your cell phone. I can tell you are waiting for a call because you’re anxious and you keep watching the green blinking light in the corner of it, because it will turn red before your ring tone will kick in.
I don’t want to question you about it; I don’t think I will because you slide some folded papers across the table at me. As I read your words I can feel my heart thundering my chest and my breath catching in my throat.
You reach out and take my hand. I look into your eyes and I know that somehow everything will turn out alright. That some how in this relationship that wasn’t supposed to happen but did, there will be a happy ending.
We sit in silence. It’s a calming silence. The way I look at you now is different. You are so much more than I ever thought a person could be. You’re so beautiful both inside and out that I love you more and more, if that is even possible.
It is dark outside now, and you are getting more nervous by the minute. Behind the darkness of your eyes I can see hope still remains. No matter what happens from this point on I am happy knowing that you are happy because of me, that you have faith and hope and love because of me. Also, because I have the same because of you.
In front of me I see you stiffen slightly and begin to tremble. I follow your gaze and I hold my breath as the green light turns to red.
In front of us, between our joined hands on the table, your phone rings.
The last part should be up soon, I'm working on it now...
Author: xlostheavenx
Genre: angst
Ratings: PG16
Bands: Gazette
Pairings: AoixRuki, mentioned UruhaxRuki
Synopsis: I’ve been walking around for the last few hours, heading in no particular direction, but for only one particular reason. You.
Disclaimer: Don’t own…
Comments: This is the Sequel? The second part? Of Leaving Me It’s in Aoi’s POV. Sorry it’s like a week late! There will be one more part, from Uruha’s POV that will be up soon (hopefully)<3
I-Aoi You- Ruki Him- Uruha
I’ve been walking around for the last few hours, heading in no particular direction; but for only one particular reason. You.
I’m not sure why I didn’t just leave and go home. Well, I guess I do. It was because after all this time, I think I refuse to go home without you. I still believe that there is a chance for me to be able to tell the world that you are mine. That you’ve always been mine.
In the end, all I really want is to be able to be with you free from all guilt, free from all lies and secrecy.
I think I’ve walked by the restaurant where we met today at least six times now, each time I’ve looked in I see you, hunched over and not moving from the back booth in the corner where I left you. You’ve been scribbling away like mad and all I want is to know what you’ve been writing.
Now I’m pacing up and down the block, waiting, hoping, willing you to come out so I can hold you in my arms. So I can apologize and hope that after leaving you that you’ll still be with me.
Of course I know that my fears are ungrounded, and that you are probably not even mad; I guess I’m just mad at myself for getting my hopes up. I’m mad at myself because I can’t be mad at you.
Out of all the people I know and have ever known, you are the most kind hearted and caring person. I knew that if it was just you and me that you would have been with him completely a long time ago. But you don’t care about yourself, you don’t care about what you want. You only care about everyone else’s feelings. It is one of the things that made me fall for you in the first place; now it’s the thing that’s keeping us apart. Not that I mind that that is the reason.
It’s getting late and the sun is starting to set. I’m sure he’s wondering where you are; after all, you were only supposed to be out for maybe an hour or two.
It kills me to know that he gets to have you and I don’t. Maybe he deserves you more then I do, I mean I did steal you from him. I did go behind one of my best friends’ back and slept with the man he loves. And every time I see him I smile and act as if nothing wrong.
I have no reason to hate him, he has never done anything bad to you or to me for that matter, but then again he is the only reason that you are not home with me at this very moment.
I can’t hate him because I fell in love with you. At first I tried to pretend that I didn’t love you, that all I want you for was sex, but that wasn’t true, it was never true. I can’t hate him because you care about him and the things that have are important to you have become important to me.
I do hate that the fact that I want us to be together has caused you pain. I do hate myself for putting you in the position you are in right now. And I hate myself for thinking that I would have been able to share you from the beginning.
I’m getting cold and my feet are starting to hurt. I don’t want to go home and give up on you; I don’t want to leave you. So there is only one thing I can really do. I swallow my pride and make my way back to the restaurant.
Through the glass you look like you did when we first met. You look beautiful and almost at peace, but by the way you’re slightly hanging your head I know that you are thinking, I know that there is something on your mind. It is the little things like that that shows me how close I have become to you.
You look up as I enter the restaurant, as though you’ve been expecting me the whole time. I walk toward you slowly and take my seat across from you. You try to smile, but I can still see the pain in your eyes.
In front of you on the table is your cell phone. I can tell you are waiting for a call because you’re anxious and you keep watching the green blinking light in the corner of it, because it will turn red before your ring tone will kick in.
I don’t want to question you about it; I don’t think I will because you slide some folded papers across the table at me. As I read your words I can feel my heart thundering my chest and my breath catching in my throat.
You reach out and take my hand. I look into your eyes and I know that somehow everything will turn out alright. That some how in this relationship that wasn’t supposed to happen but did, there will be a happy ending.
We sit in silence. It’s a calming silence. The way I look at you now is different. You are so much more than I ever thought a person could be. You’re so beautiful both inside and out that I love you more and more, if that is even possible.
It is dark outside now, and you are getting more nervous by the minute. Behind the darkness of your eyes I can see hope still remains. No matter what happens from this point on I am happy knowing that you are happy because of me, that you have faith and hope and love because of me. Also, because I have the same because of you.
In front of me I see you stiffen slightly and begin to tremble. I follow your gaze and I hold my breath as the green light turns to red.
In front of us, between our joined hands on the table, your phone rings.
The last part should be up soon, I'm working on it now...