[Fic] Three Years - Aoi/Uruha - 2/??
Title: Three Years
Author: inv2
Chapter: 2/3
Fandom: The Gazette
Pairing: Aoi x Uruha
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Aoi’s POV. Why was he so quiet? Was something wrong?
Set and prompt number: First set of 10, #7: Disappointment @ 10_dates
Warnings: Confused Uruha & Aoi. =o
chapter 1
I stopped abruptly as I felt your hand grip mine.
I swear. I thought I died right there.
“Where are you going?”
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I held his hands tightly, waiting for his answer. I watched him shift uncomfortably as I move closer. He looks so cute right now. Just like three years ago. I remember the kiss I gave you. I hope you remember it too.
“Hey. I asked you a question.”
I sighed and waited until he made a sound.
“I - I need to - to go home.”
I frowned and pulled him closer to me. I felt him stiffen in my arms. After three years, you’re just going to leave me again. You haven’t even said hello. I tugged at your hand and led you up the stairs to my room.
“You’re not going anywhere.”
His eyes traveled from the floor to the walls and cabinets then to the bed, which I neatly set up with black satin sheets. I released his hand and studied him from head to toe. He had changed a lot since I last saw him. His black hair turned sandy brown, he was wearing contacts and he was taller than me.
“I really have to go.”
I heard him whisper as he looked longingly out the window. I snickered and pushed him to the bed. His eyes grew wide and I grinned. Maybe he thinks I’m going to do something to him. He blushed and looked down at his fingers, staring at them as if they were the most interesting thing in the room.
I think of him everyday. I wonder what could have happened if I kissed him on the lips and not his hands. He looked so confused then.
“You do know that it’s been almost -“
“Three years.” I head him say.
“Yeah. Three years since we last saw each other.”
Sighing, I lie down the bed and stare at the others back. Why was he so quiet? Was something wrong? He said in his letters that he was happy that I was coming back here. I know I’m happy. I like him so much, and I guess my feelings for him grew while we were exchanging letters.
“You know… I was expecting you to say something like. ‘OMG! WELCOME HOME YUU!!! I MISSED YOU SO MUCH!’ but I guess you don’t really care and you really didn’t mean all the stuff you wrote in those letters you sent me.”
“NO!”
I jumped up from the bed, startled by the fact that he actually shouted.
“I - I’m really happy that your back. It’s just that… I - it’s just that… I’m well… I - I really need to go.”
His face flushed red as he stood up from my bed. I reached for him but he was too fast. I heard the front door slam close and I felt myself fall down on the bed.
Maybe all the things he wrote in the letters were not true or maybe he just wasn’t ready to see me.
Note:
This might have more than 3 chapters, but I'm still thinking about it. =/ cuz my writing sucks