Title: Unchained Silence
Author: Heiji Hatsutori
Length: One-shot
Genre: Angst (I guess all my stories are angst-y)
Proclaimed: I own them all, even the characters (take note I don't put the name whatsoever, so they can be consider as mine, no? LOL).
Paring: Just put anybody you like from any fandom existed (I'm only familiar with DBSK and SuJu fandom, really).
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters anymore if you decided to put your OTP or whoever in the fandom to the act. Though I would love to have them~ (seriously, who don't? LOL)
Rating: PG (just because...)
Summary: And there they sit, facing each other, but like the two-side of the coin they are, the thought remains unreachable.
A/N: This is a one-shot I wrote during the orientation week of university. There was a speech about co-curriculum (so boring~) and I have my pencil and book with me so...*wink* The story might be a bit confusing (I don't really seem to be able to think straight at that time...the hall is too hot...) So pardon my laziness in detailing it all~ *gets bricked*
EDIT: I just check out my f-list's birthday and I just realized some of them are having their birthday's soon (a.k.a this month)! As I'm quite a fail in posting (and not writing much lately *gets bricked*) so I decided to dedicate this piece to all of them~! I'm sorry I'm a fail...T_T
To all May girls,
still_doll_15 (Gia, you're always so sweet~),
evenifitkillzme (Thanks for the always warm support~!), and
setsuna_k (Hope we get to know each better, I'm a fan of your writing~! -and this is kind of early wishes, hope that you don't mind.-), HAPPY BIRTHDAY BB~~~!!!!
UNCHAINED SILENCE
We were both young when I first saw you…
“Hello.”
I close my eyes and the flashback starts…
“Are you okay?”
I’m standing there, on the balcony for some air…
“You’re not okay?”
Little did I know…
“Do you hear me?”
I was a scarlet letter…
“You’re still here, right?”
Stay away from Juliet…
“Will you answer me?”
Begging you please don’t go…
“Talk to me, please?”
Just say yes…
“No, you’re joking, right?”
Save me…
“Why do you have to kill him?”
I got tired of waiting…
“Tell me you didn’t do it, will you?”
Wondering if you will ever coming around…
“Say something, please?”
My faith in you is fading…
“And I thought you love him?”
You were throwing papers…
“I really don’t want to do this, you know?”
See the light…
“Still, I’m your lawyer. On 3 July, about 11.34 PM you kill your fiancée on the balcony of your house using a vase by hitting his head continuously, leading to his death. You called the police to report the incident and hand yourself in. The moment you were arrested, you were still wearing the dress…drenched in his blood. You confessed to the crime and remain silent ever since. Am I right?”
See you make your way through the crowd…
“You look confused when I saw you on the crime scene. You didn’t really mean to kill him, right?”
Say hello…
“Hello, you hear me clearly, didn’t you?”
You were everything to me…
“Sorry sir, but time’s up.”
I was crying on the staircase…
“I’ve known you for a very long time already and I couldn’t think of any reason of why you would do it. Really, why?”
It’s a love story…
“Sir.”
“Why?”
Coz’ we were both young…
“I want to help you, not just because you’re my client, but also, because you’re a very important friend for me. I missed your smile, your voice, and the light on your eyes, really. Still, you have to help yourself. I hope you’ll tell me the reason the next time we meet, ok?”
When I first saw…
“I’ll see you again. Please, take care.”
You