Inherit the Wind
Inherit the Wind
All I have anymore is the clothes I wear and a head full of long past memories, I don't really want those though. When I was little I had anything and everything I wanted, ever, friends, clothes, games, company, if I asked it was given to me, it never was enough. Until I met him, my life had no meaning, he turned my life upside down, shattering everything I had learned to believe in. They all did one by on until all that was left was handfuls of dust. It was Ryoma first though and the others just fell into place, it was perfect. Cocky brat stole my first kiss after a private match, it was bliss feeling his soft lips against mine. I never told anyone that though they all believed it was Sanada first, he is gorgeous you have to admit. We were on rival teams but roommates at the selectional camp, it came as a complete surprise when we just kissed on night. It seemed so wrong but it felt so right.
Sanada brought Yukimura who brought Tezuka and Tezuka brought Fuji and Fuji brought the one person I was looking for, Ryoma. The six of us were quite a group of course everyone had a preference that was easy to see but no one seemed to notice or care. The sex was amazing all of us joined in divine bliss. I told Sanada this once, he called me a drama queen. We all had our nicknames and titles too so hey brought us even closer. Yukimura, Sei-hime our feminine, gentile, Child of God. Sanada, Gen-kun the gruff, protective, emperor. Tezuka, Kuni-bu our stoic, caring, queen, much to his dismay. Fuji, Shu-chan, our sadistic, sultry, tensai. Myself, Kei-kun the arrogant, beautiful King and my most precious Ryo-chan, the ultimate uke, super rookie, the person I devoted my life too. Don't get me wrong I loved the others too but something about Ryoma seemed magnetic to my heart. We fit together like a jigsaw puzzle but the puzzle fit together many different ways and still formed a complete picture.
We were always comparable to a puzzle. At first we were put together slowly piece by piece and then, the pieces began to rearrange themselves in no particular order. At long last like many puzzles we were pulled apart, the event was Ryoma's death. The puzzle began to change shape some pieces stopped fitting together and we had forever lost one very important piece. They told me I was unbearable to live with, I guess that phrase works in this case “He who troubleth his own house shall inherit the wind.” We all paired off Sanada with Yukimura, Tezuka with Fuji, and me and my beloved dead Ryoma. I was left with nothing and I had no particular care. Every last penny I owned was spent on alcohol tonight and as I gazed up I saw Ryoma and ran to join him.
Here lies Echizen Ryoma
and Atobe Keigo.
He said he wanted to join the dead. We guess he got what he wanted.
A/N: Two oneshots today. I'm really happy now This one is sad I'm sorry, I killed Atobe and Ryoma.