Memories of our Past - Chapter 3
Title: Memories of our Past
Pairing: Takki & Tsubasa, Akame
Genre: For this chapter, it's really a deep angst. I hope I've potrayed a good angsty chapter!
Rating: PG 13
Summary: It looks real, it was too real of an image to prove it as a fake, it couldn't be an illusion on his part, could it? Tsubasa Imai sees his beloved smiling, waving at him excitedly as he cries out desperately, for him to wait, because he wants to follow wherever the other went, only to have that one image disappear. Was that only an imagination after all?
Dislaimer: Characters don't belong to me, as usual.
A\N: Prease to prepare some tissue in advance. I know I cried while writing, so tissues are really essential.
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‘He have always wanted to cry, to relieve the pain he feels, wanting so much for his heart to stop bleeding but it didn’t, as it continues bleeding profusely, every minute, every second of his time. He wished for the pain to stop if it means his heart has to stop beating to have the pain be gone.’
“Tsubasa!” he turned, feeling the coolness of the night as he tried to take in the form appearing not far from him, it was just a short distance, “Tsubasa!” the blurry figure shouted again, waving his hands with a cheerful smile on his handsome face, “Tsubasa, I love you!” said figure smiles again, waving one last time as he begin walking straight to a beautiful image suddenly appearing.
Tsubasa tears up at the image, realizing very well who the figure is, “No, don’t go. Please don’t go.” He choked up those words, noticing the figure walking deeper into the image, without any hesitation, Tsubasa ran to the direction of light, hoping to catch up with him, “Takki, wait for me!! Take me with you!” he shouted all his might, wanting his love to hear him and stopped for a moment, to have him back in his arms for just one moment, one short moment of time.
He was very close to the light, the figure suddenly gone, the beautiful image that had cropped up disappeared in an instant, he could not process what is to happen, all that he remembers is a screeching sound, the bright shining light and the eternal darkness surrounding him.
The sound of a thud on the floor was the last thing he had heard on that silent night.
*`*`*`*
The road was blocked, red light shines the whole area, as loud sirens could be heard, and the image of an unconscious man lying on the floor, the drips of blood stained the road, the chaos of the moment, the tears and hysterical sobs of shocked fans, at their pale looking idol whose life is on a verge of danger.
“His heart stopped! Prepare the equipment!! Ready?” louder cries could be heard as they saw the scene unfolding right in front of their eyes, fear of having the unwanted scenario to come true, it hurts a whole lot just by looking, feeling and experiencing the act of saving their beloved idol, one who had suffered so much pain in the last few months.
Overwhelming pain is suffocating him, leaving him out of breath, too many tormenting events had taken place causing his heart to be hurt, freezing cold as ice, he had once thought to give in to the darkness, letting go of the hold, his body come crashing down, fast yet a slow process to him, his past that he had left behind came back in a flash swift motion.
He have been given a chance to be freed from those emotions, he didn’t have to shed anymore tears, no more collapsing down to the floor the moment he entered the empty apartment, that had once been theirs together, their love nest, the times they shared sorrows and happiness together as a trusting couple. Will the pain in my heart be healed completely, he thought silently.
Is there even a reason to continue living anymore?
The paramedics shook their head, the policemen gathered forces to keep the anguish fans far from their idol, hysterical cries seemed to get louder as seconds passed by, and shouting by fans, struggling against the strong hold as tears of sadness is being shed, they want to break free from the tight hold, be near their beloved idol, pretending that all had been nothing but a dream.
But this isn’t a dream, not a dream, this is really happening, an unmoving idol, his condition remains the same though he had been given electrical shocks, hoping - just hoping for a miracle, one small miracle in a million for him to be revive back but he lied still, emotionless and in loneliness.
Tsubasa Imai’s heart have stopped, it had long stop beating the moment the love of his life had walked out of his life, it had since stopped.
“Tsubasa-kun!!! I won’t allow you to die, you hear me? We still have not taught Takizawa-kun a lesson yet, he truly deserves a big blow of a punch! That is why you cannot leave us!! Tsubasa-kun, wake up!” a voice came from within, a familiar yet far away voice.
Too far from his reach.
*`*`*`*
Kame stretched his arms tiredly, glancing at the time on his wrist watch absent mindedly. It was already 9pm, he sighed but soon perks up the moment he remembered something. His boyfriend had called earlier on in between his filming, saying sweetly that he would be picking him up.
He tried to reject the offer though since he knew he could not be as selfish, as much as he wants to spend more time with his lover, after all Jin too might be tired too after a day’s activity with the rest of KAT-TUN members, but he could not resist his Jin when the latter pleaded him into an agreement, he could imagine the pout that had formed on his lover’s face then.
Dialing a number he knew too well, Kame waited for the other line to get through, he raises an eyebrow when all he gets was a voice message, improvised by Jin himself thus he kept on dialing, hoping for the other to pick this call but still, he received the same response.
Have Jin forgotten about this? He sighs, grabbing his bag, calmly slings it onto his shoulders as he walked out of the dark engulfed room in dejected. Jin probably was too tired. Maybe he had fallen asleep the minute he was all ready to pick him up, Kame understood whatever reason his lover had as he holds his trust dearly.
Still he could not help but feel slightly disappointed, filming of the drama had taken most of their time together, it saddens him so much to the point that it excites him with the small little time he is able to share with his beloved, he wanted more though it was impossible therefore he doesn’t take for granted whenever they’ve got some free time to spend together.
Jin, I miss you so much. Kame shoved the thought away as the elevator stopped, the bell blinking signaling for his stop, as the doors opened wide. Holding his bag with his right out of habit, his heart dropped when he see no signs of his boyfriend on the ground level of the building, he heaved another sad sigh as he headed towards the exit.
Another lonely night riding the train, he thought. Pulling his cap lower, Kame walked the short distance to the nearest train in this area. He stopped for a moment when he heard a commotion on the other side of the road.
His mind must be playing with him for he had heard his Jin’s voice, his lover’s voice not far away from him, shouting in his tears, crying out for Tsubasa-kun not to leave them, an image of Jin holding, shaking their sempai shudders the thought away. That was when he heard the very voice he knew so much -
“Tsubasa-kun!!! I won’t allow you to die, you hear me? We still have not taught Takizawa-kun a lesson yet, he truly deserves a big blow of a punch! That is why you cannot leave us!! Tsubasa-kun, wake up!”
Kame flinched for one brief second as he turned at the direction of the voice, the commotion, the large group that had gathered. He felt the tears collecting in his eyes as he struggled to pass through the crowd, he stood frozen at the scene in front of him, his Jin shaking the lifeless bloody Tsubasa-kun frantically, not long his mind took control almost soon after.
He rushed to the paramedics, tugging onto one of the worker’s sleeves, as he cried helplessly, “Please! You can’t possibly leave him like that! Please try it again on him! We could only depend on you! Please!” Kame begged in his tears, as he waited for any response, only to have one sad look from the said man, thus he softly whispered, “Please. For one last time, just one more time.” He drops down his hand, gazing at the lifeless body, and an emotional Akanishi Jin.
“I understand.”
Kame could only look as the paramedics prepared the necessary equipments, seeing Jin in a vulnerable state, not caring of the outcome, he embraced him in a tight hug while looking at the paramedics doing their job, then they wished for a miracle to happen, please do happen, oh miracle.
Be there when we really need you at this moment, our miracle.
*`*`*`*
Time seems to pass by quickly though it was only seconds that had flashed, everything to them is moving so slowly, looking at the scene, their sempai’s fate is at risk. When they hoped that all is good, the paramedic just had to give them a look of sorrow, as they bit their lips in sadness, knowing the exact words he was going to say.
“I’m really sorry, we did our best but we couldn’t save his life.” He bowed in regret to the two said Johnnys member, who were trying their best to not lose control in public, the paramedic was about to make his leave when he heard a fellow colleague shouted, “Ichihara-san, there is a pulse! He is breathing!! Tsubasa-kun is breathing!!” the younger paramedic shouted in joy, wiping a tear from his eyes.
So there is such a thing like a miracle, they really do exist. You truly have to believe in order to have it to happen. Sometimes you could not always get what you always want, usually the ones that we love, the one that are of importance to us, slips like a glass falling from a wet, slippery hands. We lose something but in the end there is a positive outcome waiting for all of us.
Tsubasa was brought to the hospital immediately accompanied by his two juniors. The oxygen mask was the only thing that has kept him breathing, his heart beating a rather low speed but good enough for him to continue fighting.
He is alive but the nightmare has not yet ended, it is just starting to begin.
*`*`*`*
Yuki stared at the white screen in front of her, as she once again read the contents. It was the big headline for the residents of Japan. News seems to spread fast, with online coverage available online. Local fans, as well as fans from across the globe are all crying, piles of messages would not stop coming in, flooding in the message box created for the best wishes.
The headline on the website is as stated below, following a live video from the scene of accident soon after.
Tsubasa Imai - Heart whelming tragedy of the talented idol
The accident that nearly cost his life. The will to continue on living is undeniably strong, as reported by witnesses here live on the accident scene.
‘Tragedy strikes, two days after the release of his first solo single, Whispers of my heart. Imai Tsubasa-san was involved in a hit and run accident, the impact of the sudden hit caused him to be thrown a distance. He was still breathing when the paramedics came but his heart had stopped beating for two minutes when a miracle happened, he is revived. Tsubasa-san is currently undergoing an operation that is expected to be 10 hours long, after which will state his fate. Everyone, please pray for Tsubasa-kun’s success. That’s all we have for now. Keep tuning on to this channel as we’re bringing in the updates.’
The sound of keys could be heard, Yuki immediately turned towards the sound, staring at the door with such misty eyes as Takki appeared, she made no hesitation to walk up to him, trying to make out the sentences she wants to say through her tears, “Takki, you have to go back to Japan now. You have to.” She managed to say.
It was weird seeing her cry, something must have hit her nerve or something for her to have those tears in his eyes, he thought in his heart. Flashing an assurance smile, Takki tried to comfort Yuki, taking the now fragile form into his arms as he calmly whispered, “Yuki, what are you talking about? My life is here, with you. I’m not going to leave you if that is what you think. I’ll stay.”
She pulled out from the hug immediately as tears kept pouring, “This is not about me. Tsu … Tsubasa-kun, he … he … Takki, I’ve already booked you a ticket with Japan Airlines! Your flight leave in two hours, you have to hurry!” Yuki shoved him to his bedroom, urging for him to do the essential packing right at this instant.
“So this is about Tsubasa again. What, did he bribe you to bring me back to Japan? If that is the case, I’m not and will not be going back to Japan! I don’t have to follow your every order!” he fumed in anger.
“Poor Tsubasa-kun, after all the hurt you’ve inflicted on him, that fateful accident had to fall upon him! Why is he the one hurting the most when you’re clearly responsible for every mess you’ve created?!! You’re purely selfish! You’re not fit to be a human, Takki!!”
He froze at the sudden news. It could not possibly be true. Therefore he laughed it off, thinking that it was just some joke made up by Yuki to lure him to return to Japan, yeah that should be it. “Yuki, don’t joke around when it comes to life and death. You should …”
Takki stopped, his attention turned to the large black headline displayed on the screen of his laptop, and his eyes widened in shock as his mind took some time to register the piece of information.
Tsubasa Imai - Heart whelming tragedy of the talented idol
*`*`*`*
I want you far away from me, leaving your side forever, taking in a new form of life, a life that I could never have being with you. I want to leave knowing that you’re doing great, earning yourself a successful career, one that you’ve always wanted, one that you could never have with me.
I’ve loved you. I thought I’ve buried those feelings deep inside me the moment the decision was made, but I was clearly lying to myself all this while, thinking that maybe … maybe if we could not be together, I could love you from afar, watching you closely through the news, every minute this heart beats for you. So how do you expect me to continue watching you if that heart of yours stop beating?
For the second time, I won’t allow that. I will be by your side when you open your eyes, Tsubasa. So please, please fight for your life, for the sake of our once existed love.
For the first time in months, Takizawa Hideaki shed silent tears, not bothering at all to wipe them away as he looked out of the airplane window, his right hand cupping his cheek, remembering the wonderful memories they’ve shared together.
He didn’t want it to end, memories should never have an ending, and he wants their memories to continue growing, of them smiling, laughing and tearing as well.
It doesn’t have to end.
The memory of our past is our shadow, the memory of our present is unknown, and the memory of our future is our special little gift.
Together we shall create a memory of a lifetime.
*`*`*`*
Author's Note: Hmm, sorry for the deep angst, that is what I want to say. xD I totally didn't expect that idea to come up, you know. I was listening (and still listening) to Utada Hikaru's 'Flavor of Life' though I don't even know what I'm listening to, the song is just so sad, it comes with the mood, then the idea sinks in, and everything follows from there. I'm fast on updating, am I? Like I just posted chapter 2 yesterday and poof! Here comes the 3rd one!! Hehe, I don't expect it myself, I just got so inspired to write another chapter. Thanks so much to 'Flavor of Life', the reason why I managed to update another chapter the second day! My break record!~ xDD
Did I manage to make you cry? I couldn't remember how many times tears kept pouring while writing. It's just a fanfic but the feel, the mood, the music really suits. *gives all of you tissues*
Jyaa, wait for the next update! That though won't be anytime soon. I'll try to update asap. ^-^
Pairing: Takki & Tsubasa, Akame
Genre: For this chapter, it's really a deep angst. I hope I've potrayed a good angsty chapter!
Rating: PG 13
Summary: It looks real, it was too real of an image to prove it as a fake, it couldn't be an illusion on his part, could it? Tsubasa Imai sees his beloved smiling, waving at him excitedly as he cries out desperately, for him to wait, because he wants to follow wherever the other went, only to have that one image disappear. Was that only an imagination after all?
Dislaimer: Characters don't belong to me, as usual.
A\N: Prease to prepare some tissue in advance. I know I cried while writing, so tissues are really essential.
*`*`*`*
‘He have always wanted to cry, to relieve the pain he feels, wanting so much for his heart to stop bleeding but it didn’t, as it continues bleeding profusely, every minute, every second of his time. He wished for the pain to stop if it means his heart has to stop beating to have the pain be gone.’
“Tsubasa!” he turned, feeling the coolness of the night as he tried to take in the form appearing not far from him, it was just a short distance, “Tsubasa!” the blurry figure shouted again, waving his hands with a cheerful smile on his handsome face, “Tsubasa, I love you!” said figure smiles again, waving one last time as he begin walking straight to a beautiful image suddenly appearing.
Tsubasa tears up at the image, realizing very well who the figure is, “No, don’t go. Please don’t go.” He choked up those words, noticing the figure walking deeper into the image, without any hesitation, Tsubasa ran to the direction of light, hoping to catch up with him, “Takki, wait for me!! Take me with you!” he shouted all his might, wanting his love to hear him and stopped for a moment, to have him back in his arms for just one moment, one short moment of time.
He was very close to the light, the figure suddenly gone, the beautiful image that had cropped up disappeared in an instant, he could not process what is to happen, all that he remembers is a screeching sound, the bright shining light and the eternal darkness surrounding him.
The sound of a thud on the floor was the last thing he had heard on that silent night.
*`*`*`*
The road was blocked, red light shines the whole area, as loud sirens could be heard, and the image of an unconscious man lying on the floor, the drips of blood stained the road, the chaos of the moment, the tears and hysterical sobs of shocked fans, at their pale looking idol whose life is on a verge of danger.
“His heart stopped! Prepare the equipment!! Ready?” louder cries could be heard as they saw the scene unfolding right in front of their eyes, fear of having the unwanted scenario to come true, it hurts a whole lot just by looking, feeling and experiencing the act of saving their beloved idol, one who had suffered so much pain in the last few months.
Overwhelming pain is suffocating him, leaving him out of breath, too many tormenting events had taken place causing his heart to be hurt, freezing cold as ice, he had once thought to give in to the darkness, letting go of the hold, his body come crashing down, fast yet a slow process to him, his past that he had left behind came back in a flash swift motion.
He have been given a chance to be freed from those emotions, he didn’t have to shed anymore tears, no more collapsing down to the floor the moment he entered the empty apartment, that had once been theirs together, their love nest, the times they shared sorrows and happiness together as a trusting couple. Will the pain in my heart be healed completely, he thought silently.
Is there even a reason to continue living anymore?
The paramedics shook their head, the policemen gathered forces to keep the anguish fans far from their idol, hysterical cries seemed to get louder as seconds passed by, and shouting by fans, struggling against the strong hold as tears of sadness is being shed, they want to break free from the tight hold, be near their beloved idol, pretending that all had been nothing but a dream.
But this isn’t a dream, not a dream, this is really happening, an unmoving idol, his condition remains the same though he had been given electrical shocks, hoping - just hoping for a miracle, one small miracle in a million for him to be revive back but he lied still, emotionless and in loneliness.
Tsubasa Imai’s heart have stopped, it had long stop beating the moment the love of his life had walked out of his life, it had since stopped.
“Tsubasa-kun!!! I won’t allow you to die, you hear me? We still have not taught Takizawa-kun a lesson yet, he truly deserves a big blow of a punch! That is why you cannot leave us!! Tsubasa-kun, wake up!” a voice came from within, a familiar yet far away voice.
Too far from his reach.
*`*`*`*
Kame stretched his arms tiredly, glancing at the time on his wrist watch absent mindedly. It was already 9pm, he sighed but soon perks up the moment he remembered something. His boyfriend had called earlier on in between his filming, saying sweetly that he would be picking him up.
He tried to reject the offer though since he knew he could not be as selfish, as much as he wants to spend more time with his lover, after all Jin too might be tired too after a day’s activity with the rest of KAT-TUN members, but he could not resist his Jin when the latter pleaded him into an agreement, he could imagine the pout that had formed on his lover’s face then.
Dialing a number he knew too well, Kame waited for the other line to get through, he raises an eyebrow when all he gets was a voice message, improvised by Jin himself thus he kept on dialing, hoping for the other to pick this call but still, he received the same response.
Have Jin forgotten about this? He sighs, grabbing his bag, calmly slings it onto his shoulders as he walked out of the dark engulfed room in dejected. Jin probably was too tired. Maybe he had fallen asleep the minute he was all ready to pick him up, Kame understood whatever reason his lover had as he holds his trust dearly.
Still he could not help but feel slightly disappointed, filming of the drama had taken most of their time together, it saddens him so much to the point that it excites him with the small little time he is able to share with his beloved, he wanted more though it was impossible therefore he doesn’t take for granted whenever they’ve got some free time to spend together.
Jin, I miss you so much. Kame shoved the thought away as the elevator stopped, the bell blinking signaling for his stop, as the doors opened wide. Holding his bag with his right out of habit, his heart dropped when he see no signs of his boyfriend on the ground level of the building, he heaved another sad sigh as he headed towards the exit.
Another lonely night riding the train, he thought. Pulling his cap lower, Kame walked the short distance to the nearest train in this area. He stopped for a moment when he heard a commotion on the other side of the road.
His mind must be playing with him for he had heard his Jin’s voice, his lover’s voice not far away from him, shouting in his tears, crying out for Tsubasa-kun not to leave them, an image of Jin holding, shaking their sempai shudders the thought away. That was when he heard the very voice he knew so much -
“Tsubasa-kun!!! I won’t allow you to die, you hear me? We still have not taught Takizawa-kun a lesson yet, he truly deserves a big blow of a punch! That is why you cannot leave us!! Tsubasa-kun, wake up!”
Kame flinched for one brief second as he turned at the direction of the voice, the commotion, the large group that had gathered. He felt the tears collecting in his eyes as he struggled to pass through the crowd, he stood frozen at the scene in front of him, his Jin shaking the lifeless bloody Tsubasa-kun frantically, not long his mind took control almost soon after.
He rushed to the paramedics, tugging onto one of the worker’s sleeves, as he cried helplessly, “Please! You can’t possibly leave him like that! Please try it again on him! We could only depend on you! Please!” Kame begged in his tears, as he waited for any response, only to have one sad look from the said man, thus he softly whispered, “Please. For one last time, just one more time.” He drops down his hand, gazing at the lifeless body, and an emotional Akanishi Jin.
“I understand.”
Kame could only look as the paramedics prepared the necessary equipments, seeing Jin in a vulnerable state, not caring of the outcome, he embraced him in a tight hug while looking at the paramedics doing their job, then they wished for a miracle to happen, please do happen, oh miracle.
Be there when we really need you at this moment, our miracle.
*`*`*`*
Time seems to pass by quickly though it was only seconds that had flashed, everything to them is moving so slowly, looking at the scene, their sempai’s fate is at risk. When they hoped that all is good, the paramedic just had to give them a look of sorrow, as they bit their lips in sadness, knowing the exact words he was going to say.
“I’m really sorry, we did our best but we couldn’t save his life.” He bowed in regret to the two said Johnnys member, who were trying their best to not lose control in public, the paramedic was about to make his leave when he heard a fellow colleague shouted, “Ichihara-san, there is a pulse! He is breathing!! Tsubasa-kun is breathing!!” the younger paramedic shouted in joy, wiping a tear from his eyes.
So there is such a thing like a miracle, they really do exist. You truly have to believe in order to have it to happen. Sometimes you could not always get what you always want, usually the ones that we love, the one that are of importance to us, slips like a glass falling from a wet, slippery hands. We lose something but in the end there is a positive outcome waiting for all of us.
Tsubasa was brought to the hospital immediately accompanied by his two juniors. The oxygen mask was the only thing that has kept him breathing, his heart beating a rather low speed but good enough for him to continue fighting.
He is alive but the nightmare has not yet ended, it is just starting to begin.
*`*`*`*
Yuki stared at the white screen in front of her, as she once again read the contents. It was the big headline for the residents of Japan. News seems to spread fast, with online coverage available online. Local fans, as well as fans from across the globe are all crying, piles of messages would not stop coming in, flooding in the message box created for the best wishes.
The headline on the website is as stated below, following a live video from the scene of accident soon after.
Tsubasa Imai - Heart whelming tragedy of the talented idol
The accident that nearly cost his life. The will to continue on living is undeniably strong, as reported by witnesses here live on the accident scene.
‘Tragedy strikes, two days after the release of his first solo single, Whispers of my heart. Imai Tsubasa-san was involved in a hit and run accident, the impact of the sudden hit caused him to be thrown a distance. He was still breathing when the paramedics came but his heart had stopped beating for two minutes when a miracle happened, he is revived. Tsubasa-san is currently undergoing an operation that is expected to be 10 hours long, after which will state his fate. Everyone, please pray for Tsubasa-kun’s success. That’s all we have for now. Keep tuning on to this channel as we’re bringing in the updates.’
The sound of keys could be heard, Yuki immediately turned towards the sound, staring at the door with such misty eyes as Takki appeared, she made no hesitation to walk up to him, trying to make out the sentences she wants to say through her tears, “Takki, you have to go back to Japan now. You have to.” She managed to say.
It was weird seeing her cry, something must have hit her nerve or something for her to have those tears in his eyes, he thought in his heart. Flashing an assurance smile, Takki tried to comfort Yuki, taking the now fragile form into his arms as he calmly whispered, “Yuki, what are you talking about? My life is here, with you. I’m not going to leave you if that is what you think. I’ll stay.”
She pulled out from the hug immediately as tears kept pouring, “This is not about me. Tsu … Tsubasa-kun, he … he … Takki, I’ve already booked you a ticket with Japan Airlines! Your flight leave in two hours, you have to hurry!” Yuki shoved him to his bedroom, urging for him to do the essential packing right at this instant.
“So this is about Tsubasa again. What, did he bribe you to bring me back to Japan? If that is the case, I’m not and will not be going back to Japan! I don’t have to follow your every order!” he fumed in anger.
“Poor Tsubasa-kun, after all the hurt you’ve inflicted on him, that fateful accident had to fall upon him! Why is he the one hurting the most when you’re clearly responsible for every mess you’ve created?!! You’re purely selfish! You’re not fit to be a human, Takki!!”
He froze at the sudden news. It could not possibly be true. Therefore he laughed it off, thinking that it was just some joke made up by Yuki to lure him to return to Japan, yeah that should be it. “Yuki, don’t joke around when it comes to life and death. You should …”
Takki stopped, his attention turned to the large black headline displayed on the screen of his laptop, and his eyes widened in shock as his mind took some time to register the piece of information.
Tsubasa Imai - Heart whelming tragedy of the talented idol
*`*`*`*
I want you far away from me, leaving your side forever, taking in a new form of life, a life that I could never have being with you. I want to leave knowing that you’re doing great, earning yourself a successful career, one that you’ve always wanted, one that you could never have with me.
I’ve loved you. I thought I’ve buried those feelings deep inside me the moment the decision was made, but I was clearly lying to myself all this while, thinking that maybe … maybe if we could not be together, I could love you from afar, watching you closely through the news, every minute this heart beats for you. So how do you expect me to continue watching you if that heart of yours stop beating?
For the second time, I won’t allow that. I will be by your side when you open your eyes, Tsubasa. So please, please fight for your life, for the sake of our once existed love.
For the first time in months, Takizawa Hideaki shed silent tears, not bothering at all to wipe them away as he looked out of the airplane window, his right hand cupping his cheek, remembering the wonderful memories they’ve shared together.
He didn’t want it to end, memories should never have an ending, and he wants their memories to continue growing, of them smiling, laughing and tearing as well.
It doesn’t have to end.
The memory of our past is our shadow, the memory of our present is unknown, and the memory of our future is our special little gift.
Together we shall create a memory of a lifetime.
*`*`*`*
Author's Note: Hmm, sorry for the deep angst, that is what I want to say. xD I totally didn't expect that idea to come up, you know. I was listening (and still listening) to Utada Hikaru's 'Flavor of Life' though I don't even know what I'm listening to, the song is just so sad, it comes with the mood, then the idea sinks in, and everything follows from there. I'm fast on updating, am I? Like I just posted chapter 2 yesterday and poof! Here comes the 3rd one!! Hehe, I don't expect it myself, I just got so inspired to write another chapter. Thanks so much to 'Flavor of Life', the reason why I managed to update another chapter the second day! My break record!~ xDD
Did I manage to make you cry? I couldn't remember how many times tears kept pouring while writing. It's just a fanfic but the feel, the mood, the music really suits. *gives all of you tissues*
Jyaa, wait for the next update! That though won't be anytime soon. I'll try to update asap. ^-^