Dimension(s) 21/?
Title: Dimension(s)
Chapter: 21/?
Author: kiroyo
Genre: Angst, Drama, Psychological, Mental disorders
Warnings: None
Disclaimer: I own this page of lies.
Rating: PG15
Pairing: Aoi x Shou, Hiroto x Uruha
Synopsis: Aoi and Shou have split personality disorder. What happens when parts of themselves hate and love one of the other, when the main individuals themselves are not aware of their other identities?
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Hiroto’s knees gave way within 3 steps of stepping out of Aoi’s room. His tear ducts seared from being contained and his insides hurt - more precisely, his chest hurt. He had been through consecutive series of multiple injections and medical inquiries where doctors tried to get under his skin to find out what’s wrong with him or Shou or, him and Shou, but yet those could not compare to this ache.
He knew then, that this was what Shou tried but failed to describe accurately despite his knowledge of profound vocabulary during the periods of Aoi’s absence. His heart was hurting, and Hiroto wanted to crumble. He wanted to wail and cry everything out but he wouldn’t. He wouldn’t because he was the strong one - for Shou, and for Uruha as well. As a pillar of strength, Hiroto could not afford to break down. No, not at all. He would not allow it.
Resolved and determined to stand by his decision, Hiroto returned to his room, his footsteps growing steadier with each stride.
“Pon you’re here so early?” Shou yawned, peeling open translucent curtains to allow the beginning rays of sunlight in. Unlike Hiroto, Shou was an early sleeper and riser, a childlike trait that was still embedded in him.
“Yeah. I couldn’t get to sleep last night so I thought I’d come over and visit you today. Do you mind?”
“No, of course not Pon!” Shou replied enthusiastically, “You know I’m always happy to have you over. You’re my best friend after all!” Hiroto gave a tired grin. “By the way, you look terrible. Did you really not get any sleep at all last night? What happened?” Shou’s voice lowered, his lower lip jutted out in a pout in genuine concern for his friend.
Hiroto though, laughed and gently shoved him aside as he headed for his guitar. “Nah don’t worry about me Shou. Don’t you have a scan to undergo later today? Worry about that instead.”
That was what Hiroto said and smiled up at Shou. However his smile did not reach his eyes, and the chords he played for the entire day after that were anguished and sorrowful.