Nekozawa drabble - He adored...

Sep 09, 2006 20:52

I guess you'd call it a crack!fic, since this is a short drabble about Nekozawa, and why he's afraid of sunlight.

title : He adored...
fandom : Ouran Highschool Host Club (Nekozawa)
genere : slight angst

Defnately crack, since it came from my imagination. xD Y'know, since this probably never happened anyway..o_O;;

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Nekozawa wasn't always afraid of sunlight.
He loved playing in the heat of the sun, without a care.
At one point, before his sister was born--
He adored it.

Nekozawa wasn't always reclusive, either.
He loved once, a long time ago.
While he played amist the sun and it's rays, he met a girl.
A girl with yellow-orange hair. Hair that, Nekozawa realized later, reminded him of the sun.

He loved the girl, and would accompany her everywhere.
He remembered her smile--the one she would always give him when he opened a door for her, or walked her home.
He always walked her home, admiring her, and how the sun would reflect off her hair.
It was then he realized how beautiful her hair was, and how it shined like the setting sun - the red glow that would dip below the surface on the way to her home.
He adored her.

Even standing infront of her grave on a dark rainy day, many years later, he could still picture her smiling face, and her sun-filled hair.
Her death came suddenly, and the news of her passing set the sun on Nekozawa's youthful heart.
The mere image of the sun would throw him into a depressive state, and soon he stayed there, in the darkness. His soul could not face the rising sun each morning; the same sun that had reflected the girls' hair, and her loving smile.
He refused to be reminded of the past, and began to build a world around the darkness, creating a cage to keep his past locked out. Though, at the same time, the cage created a barrier between him and the world.
And as he built his own world, life continued outside his makeshift walls, and the memory of the girl still lingered on the other side.

He thickened the walls of his dark world, and would eventually reside permenently in it. He grew to love the darkness.
He adored it.

nekozawa, drabble, ouran highschool host club, fic

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