[Chaptered] A Broken Love Song 15/?
Title : A Broken Love Song (Chapter 15)
Author : lovu_lovu_aiba
Beta : andreja1989 thanks as always ILU <3
Pairing : Sakuraiba, Junba, Ohmiya
Genre : AU, Romance, Angst
Rating : PG13
Disclaimer : The boys aren't mine, I really hope I own them tho XD
Summary : Aiba Masaki used to be a great songwriter until the death of his beloved made him stop composing. Yet, the arrival of Sakurai Sho has colored his life. Sho taught him what is love and made him knew happiness again. But life...never be that easy...
Fifteenth Melody...
Jun sat in the corner of the room combed his bangs that covered half of his eyes as he sipped his tea. He could hear someone mumble a melody, harmonized with the slow beat on the table. ‘A nice one…’ he moved his head spontaneously together with the melody as he caught someone looking at him across his table. A guy who had a pair of sharp eyes and a mole on his chin stared at him without any hesitation.
He smiled to Jun as suddenly brought his hand to the air, he made an “O” sign with his thumb and index finger. Jun raised his eyebrow but the guy caught it fast, he pointed to his friend in front of him and made an “O” sign again to Jun. Jun was late to understand that the “O” sign was actually an “Ok” sign, he nodded to the guy.
“You have to enter that art school,” the guy told his friend, “Even the guy behind you likes your song…”
“What?” Jun could hear his friend reply, he moved his head slowly to turn at Jun but his friend talked again, snatched his attention back, “They will accept you if you use that song in entrance exams…”
“You think so?” his friend asked him again.
“Of course! What are you confusing about…” the guy just mumbled but loud enough for Jun to hear.
“Then let’s enter that school together…”
The guys spilled his ice tea and looked at his friend in disbelieve, “I’m not going to that university…”
“But your voice is great!” his friend persuaded him.
“Not that great to make them accept me…” He said as he spun the ice cube in his glass with his straw.
“Just because you never try!” The guy narrowed his eyes to his friend, Jun giggled because of his own thought, ‘what a naïve person…’
“Just because you are my friend, you always think my voice is great…”
“I’m not!” his friend snapped and started to nag the guy.
Jun was back to his thought again, how he wanted to study in art school, just like those two buddies, but he had no power against his parents wish. He had to heir their small company no matter what. How he wished he had at least small possibility to reach his own dream. He lifted his head to see the two friends that started their argument at that moment when long hair covered his vision. A beautiful girl wearing a sailor uniform smiled at him, “How long have you waited?”
“Not that long…” Jun smiled back to the girl, faking a smile that made all girls fall all over him. The girl held his hand tenderly, brought him to stand up while Jun wondered when would it be the best time to kick this girl out of his life. He didn’t love that girl, nor did he think he would love that girl or any other girl someday, because for Jun, love was just a nonsense… He glanced to the guy’s table and saw how hard his friend persuaded him as he thought, “Well… I’m not a naïve person to begin with…”
~*~
The wind was buzzing in his ears, blocking the voices from people around him. His heart was beating rapidly, racing with the speed of his own pace. He ignored the feeling of numbness in his hands and cramps in feet as he pushed himself to running till his lungs felt like exploding. When he finally saw the building, he swing his feet even more, yearning to reach that place as fast as he could. His hands were reaching to the air when he felt stumbling on his feet, lost his balance and fell to the rocky ground. The gravels cut his cheek, leaving red starch to his palms and elbows. But the feeling of poignancy wasn’t gone because the wound wasn’t erasing the pain in his heart. He wanted his heart to stop beating, his lungs to stop breathing, he wanted to die… But they stubbornly worked in his chest, proved that he was still alive.
He could hear the sound of footsteps on the ground slowly coming closer to him, “Who are you?? Aiba-san??”
“Aiba-san, are you okay?” someone brought his numb body to sit, “Aiba-san? Can you hear me?! Call Ninomiya-san! Quickly!!”
Then not long after he could hear two or maybe more steps moving closer to him. “Masaki?” he finally heard that voice, Aiba was wondering if he should ask for help… Could he trust him…?. When the world betrayed him, could that voice help him…?.
He felt his own tears streaming down to his cheeks, sweep his wound and made it more smarting. “Masaki…? Masaki, what happened??” Nino whispered in his ear. Aiba felt how Nino placed his hand on his shoulder and brought his limp body to stand up. “Hang in there for a while, Masaki… We almost there…”
Aiba felt the warmth cover his freezing body, he felt someone touch his hand slowly and he knew who it was. “Masaki…? Are you hurting somewhere…?” He heard Nino whisper to him again.
“Do we need to call a doctor Ninomiya-san?”
“Yes, please… He just got small bruises but too much blood in his hand…” Nino answered right away when Aiba clutched his hand tightly as a sign that he didn’t need a doctor.
Aiba’s world was spinning around in the real meaning, he wanted to disappear from this world to another place where he couldn’t feel the pain anymore. Everything about him was destroyed, no love, no life, and no soul, nothing… He was just nothing, loveless, lifeless and not alive but also not dead at the same time. Nino stared at him and caressed his hair softly, “He is okay… leave us alone…”
He felt like doing an annoying puzzle when he looked into Nino’s questioning gaze. He knew the answer but couldn’t voice it out, it felt like he just need another piece of puzzle but couldn’t find it. He tried to dig in his memories but found nothing except the red color of blood, whose blood? He didn’t have that accident dream anymore… he never did anymore after he met…
His world was spinning around again brought out a silhouette of a guy… A handsome guy… A really kind one… The pain in his chest was the evidence that he knew that guy… But he couldn’t erase the blurry red bloody color from his memory when he finally voiced it out, “I tried to kill Sho…” His answer was no more than a breathy whisper but it felt like a lightning in Nino’s ears…
~*~
He waited, waited and waited for nothing, Sho just kept silent which was hurting him even more. Sho couldn’t answer his question, Aiba realized, or more than that, Sho didn’t want to answer. What did he do in the previous life to deserve this betrayal, from Ohno… and from Sho… Sho had connection with Jun’s death, he knew Ohno before, the pain because the sudden truth punched him so hard. They lied… to Nino… to him… He wanted to hear anything… anything as long as Sho said he had no connection with the case, he wouldn’t complain although it was weird, but Sho didn’t say anything and Aiba knew, it was just an empty hope.
“You had connection with Jun’s death…” Aiba whispered his own conclusion, he was tired, he had enough, he was tired with the pain that he had to bear alone. He was waiting again… But Sho was choosing to ignore him, he didn’t even look back at Aiba.
“Tell me that you are not! Tell me! Please!!” Aiba grabbed Sho’s sleeves tightly, “Please…” he begged to his husband. Anything… anything as long as he innocent.
“Say something Sho! Tell me you didn’t do that!!” Aiba yelled, he was broken, destroyed.
“Please…” He whispered and shook his head desperately.
“I’m sorry… Masaki…” Sho whispered back to his wife.
“Why… why did you do that… tell me why…” For a second, Aiba was disgusted towards himself because he was hurt to know that Sho lied to him. Sho never cared, he never loved Aiba at all… His love was only a bunch of lies… This isn’t about him, he reminded himself… This is about Jun… The guy he loves killed Jun, his best friend killed Jun, people that he believed in took away Jun from him.
Nevertheless he mumbled his thought, “It’s just a lie… your love is just a lie…” He felt the wave of sorrow hit his chest vigorously, every word, every kiss, every touch of Sho was just nothing… They were not real, no meaning except to made Aiba hurt even more, Sho just wanted to hurt him…
Sho snapped, he looked at Aiba with his pleading gaze as he shook his head, “It’s not… My feelings for you are not a lie… I lov-”
“SHUT UP!” Aiba screamed and cut Sho mid sentences, “Shut your mouth up! I don’t want to hear that from you! It’s disgusting!”
Aiba stood up swiftly ready to leave but Sho’s hand reached on him fast, gripped on his wrist tightly, “Don’t leave me…” Sho begged, “Please Masaki… don’t do that to me… hurt me, kill me, do what you want to me but don’t leave me…”
Aiba couldn’t read his mind at all, what Sho expected from him? Live together with someone who killed Jun? Aiba swayed his hand so hard until he was free from Sho’s grip, his eyes narrowed as he hissed, “Don’t you dare to touch me…”
Sho brought himself down from the bed and knelt in front of Aiba, he lowered his head to Aiba’s foot. “Please… please Masaki… you can kill me, but don’t leave me…”
Aiba smirked to Sho’s words, his heart already frozen, “You prefer if I kill you? Not like I’m not planning to…”
“I… can’t… live without you…” Sho whispered, “For me, it’s worse than dying …”
Aiba tilted his head, “Too bad, I can’t let you die, it’s too fast and easy for you… How about a little more suffer before it happen?”
Sho was shocked when he heard the coldest tone he ever heard coming out from the warmest person he ever knew. Aiba lowered himself so he could look directly into Sho’s eyes, Sho startled when he stared back into the dark eyes, there was no Masaki he knew in those eyes…
“I will be the one who will make you suffered a lot… remember that, Sakurai Sho…” He stomped out from the room fast but Sho ran after him and was able to reach him when he passed the dining room. Sho caught his hand and made Aiba stop on his track.
He felt his anger burning up as he freed himself from Sho again, “I told you to not touch me!”
“Masaki plea--” Sho’s voice was broken off when he saw Aiba holding a knife in his hand, the fruit knife that his maids left on the dining table. But instead of being afraid, he closed his eyes tightly, “If that will make you happy, please don’t hesitate…” Sho’s expression was unbelievable calm.
Aiba stared at the guy in front of him, he felt his heart bleed when he realized how much he loved Sho and how much he brought the grudge to someone who killed Jun. How disgusted he felt toward himself because he fell for someone who killed Jun, even more he knew that he still loved Sho. He tightened his grip on the knife as he brought it up above his shoulder. He breathed slowly as he loosened his grip and threw the knife towards Sho…
AN : another cliffy~ sumimasen deshita *bows*
I don't know when will I end the angst~ well...please bear with it ne~~ ^^
I hope you enjoyed the chap, angst or not LOL
p/s : I hate Lj new format =____="
my post is ugly T^T
AND I CAN'T WAIT FOR HNA NEXT WEEK!!! YATTA!!!!
Author : lovu_lovu_aiba
Beta : andreja1989 thanks as always ILU <3
Pairing : Sakuraiba, Junba, Ohmiya
Genre : AU, Romance, Angst
Rating : PG13
Disclaimer : The boys aren't mine, I really hope I own them tho XD
Summary : Aiba Masaki used to be a great songwriter until the death of his beloved made him stop composing. Yet, the arrival of Sakurai Sho has colored his life. Sho taught him what is love and made him knew happiness again. But life...never be that easy...
Fifteenth Melody...
Jun sat in the corner of the room combed his bangs that covered half of his eyes as he sipped his tea. He could hear someone mumble a melody, harmonized with the slow beat on the table. ‘A nice one…’ he moved his head spontaneously together with the melody as he caught someone looking at him across his table. A guy who had a pair of sharp eyes and a mole on his chin stared at him without any hesitation.
He smiled to Jun as suddenly brought his hand to the air, he made an “O” sign with his thumb and index finger. Jun raised his eyebrow but the guy caught it fast, he pointed to his friend in front of him and made an “O” sign again to Jun. Jun was late to understand that the “O” sign was actually an “Ok” sign, he nodded to the guy.
“You have to enter that art school,” the guy told his friend, “Even the guy behind you likes your song…”
“What?” Jun could hear his friend reply, he moved his head slowly to turn at Jun but his friend talked again, snatched his attention back, “They will accept you if you use that song in entrance exams…”
“You think so?” his friend asked him again.
“Of course! What are you confusing about…” the guy just mumbled but loud enough for Jun to hear.
“Then let’s enter that school together…”
The guys spilled his ice tea and looked at his friend in disbelieve, “I’m not going to that university…”
“But your voice is great!” his friend persuaded him.
“Not that great to make them accept me…” He said as he spun the ice cube in his glass with his straw.
“Just because you never try!” The guy narrowed his eyes to his friend, Jun giggled because of his own thought, ‘what a naïve person…’
“Just because you are my friend, you always think my voice is great…”
“I’m not!” his friend snapped and started to nag the guy.
Jun was back to his thought again, how he wanted to study in art school, just like those two buddies, but he had no power against his parents wish. He had to heir their small company no matter what. How he wished he had at least small possibility to reach his own dream. He lifted his head to see the two friends that started their argument at that moment when long hair covered his vision. A beautiful girl wearing a sailor uniform smiled at him, “How long have you waited?”
“Not that long…” Jun smiled back to the girl, faking a smile that made all girls fall all over him. The girl held his hand tenderly, brought him to stand up while Jun wondered when would it be the best time to kick this girl out of his life. He didn’t love that girl, nor did he think he would love that girl or any other girl someday, because for Jun, love was just a nonsense… He glanced to the guy’s table and saw how hard his friend persuaded him as he thought, “Well… I’m not a naïve person to begin with…”
~*~
The wind was buzzing in his ears, blocking the voices from people around him. His heart was beating rapidly, racing with the speed of his own pace. He ignored the feeling of numbness in his hands and cramps in feet as he pushed himself to running till his lungs felt like exploding. When he finally saw the building, he swing his feet even more, yearning to reach that place as fast as he could. His hands were reaching to the air when he felt stumbling on his feet, lost his balance and fell to the rocky ground. The gravels cut his cheek, leaving red starch to his palms and elbows. But the feeling of poignancy wasn’t gone because the wound wasn’t erasing the pain in his heart. He wanted his heart to stop beating, his lungs to stop breathing, he wanted to die… But they stubbornly worked in his chest, proved that he was still alive.
He could hear the sound of footsteps on the ground slowly coming closer to him, “Who are you?? Aiba-san??”
“Aiba-san, are you okay?” someone brought his numb body to sit, “Aiba-san? Can you hear me?! Call Ninomiya-san! Quickly!!”
Then not long after he could hear two or maybe more steps moving closer to him. “Masaki?” he finally heard that voice, Aiba was wondering if he should ask for help… Could he trust him…?. When the world betrayed him, could that voice help him…?.
He felt his own tears streaming down to his cheeks, sweep his wound and made it more smarting. “Masaki…? Masaki, what happened??” Nino whispered in his ear. Aiba felt how Nino placed his hand on his shoulder and brought his limp body to stand up. “Hang in there for a while, Masaki… We almost there…”
Aiba felt the warmth cover his freezing body, he felt someone touch his hand slowly and he knew who it was. “Masaki…? Are you hurting somewhere…?” He heard Nino whisper to him again.
“Do we need to call a doctor Ninomiya-san?”
“Yes, please… He just got small bruises but too much blood in his hand…” Nino answered right away when Aiba clutched his hand tightly as a sign that he didn’t need a doctor.
Aiba’s world was spinning around in the real meaning, he wanted to disappear from this world to another place where he couldn’t feel the pain anymore. Everything about him was destroyed, no love, no life, and no soul, nothing… He was just nothing, loveless, lifeless and not alive but also not dead at the same time. Nino stared at him and caressed his hair softly, “He is okay… leave us alone…”
He felt like doing an annoying puzzle when he looked into Nino’s questioning gaze. He knew the answer but couldn’t voice it out, it felt like he just need another piece of puzzle but couldn’t find it. He tried to dig in his memories but found nothing except the red color of blood, whose blood? He didn’t have that accident dream anymore… he never did anymore after he met…
His world was spinning around again brought out a silhouette of a guy… A handsome guy… A really kind one… The pain in his chest was the evidence that he knew that guy… But he couldn’t erase the blurry red bloody color from his memory when he finally voiced it out, “I tried to kill Sho…” His answer was no more than a breathy whisper but it felt like a lightning in Nino’s ears…
~*~
He waited, waited and waited for nothing, Sho just kept silent which was hurting him even more. Sho couldn’t answer his question, Aiba realized, or more than that, Sho didn’t want to answer. What did he do in the previous life to deserve this betrayal, from Ohno… and from Sho… Sho had connection with Jun’s death, he knew Ohno before, the pain because the sudden truth punched him so hard. They lied… to Nino… to him… He wanted to hear anything… anything as long as Sho said he had no connection with the case, he wouldn’t complain although it was weird, but Sho didn’t say anything and Aiba knew, it was just an empty hope.
“You had connection with Jun’s death…” Aiba whispered his own conclusion, he was tired, he had enough, he was tired with the pain that he had to bear alone. He was waiting again… But Sho was choosing to ignore him, he didn’t even look back at Aiba.
“Tell me that you are not! Tell me! Please!!” Aiba grabbed Sho’s sleeves tightly, “Please…” he begged to his husband. Anything… anything as long as he innocent.
“Say something Sho! Tell me you didn’t do that!!” Aiba yelled, he was broken, destroyed.
“Please…” He whispered and shook his head desperately.
“I’m sorry… Masaki…” Sho whispered back to his wife.
“Why… why did you do that… tell me why…” For a second, Aiba was disgusted towards himself because he was hurt to know that Sho lied to him. Sho never cared, he never loved Aiba at all… His love was only a bunch of lies… This isn’t about him, he reminded himself… This is about Jun… The guy he loves killed Jun, his best friend killed Jun, people that he believed in took away Jun from him.
Nevertheless he mumbled his thought, “It’s just a lie… your love is just a lie…” He felt the wave of sorrow hit his chest vigorously, every word, every kiss, every touch of Sho was just nothing… They were not real, no meaning except to made Aiba hurt even more, Sho just wanted to hurt him…
Sho snapped, he looked at Aiba with his pleading gaze as he shook his head, “It’s not… My feelings for you are not a lie… I lov-”
“SHUT UP!” Aiba screamed and cut Sho mid sentences, “Shut your mouth up! I don’t want to hear that from you! It’s disgusting!”
Aiba stood up swiftly ready to leave but Sho’s hand reached on him fast, gripped on his wrist tightly, “Don’t leave me…” Sho begged, “Please Masaki… don’t do that to me… hurt me, kill me, do what you want to me but don’t leave me…”
Aiba couldn’t read his mind at all, what Sho expected from him? Live together with someone who killed Jun? Aiba swayed his hand so hard until he was free from Sho’s grip, his eyes narrowed as he hissed, “Don’t you dare to touch me…”
Sho brought himself down from the bed and knelt in front of Aiba, he lowered his head to Aiba’s foot. “Please… please Masaki… you can kill me, but don’t leave me…”
Aiba smirked to Sho’s words, his heart already frozen, “You prefer if I kill you? Not like I’m not planning to…”
“I… can’t… live without you…” Sho whispered, “For me, it’s worse than dying …”
Aiba tilted his head, “Too bad, I can’t let you die, it’s too fast and easy for you… How about a little more suffer before it happen?”
Sho was shocked when he heard the coldest tone he ever heard coming out from the warmest person he ever knew. Aiba lowered himself so he could look directly into Sho’s eyes, Sho startled when he stared back into the dark eyes, there was no Masaki he knew in those eyes…
“I will be the one who will make you suffered a lot… remember that, Sakurai Sho…” He stomped out from the room fast but Sho ran after him and was able to reach him when he passed the dining room. Sho caught his hand and made Aiba stop on his track.
He felt his anger burning up as he freed himself from Sho again, “I told you to not touch me!”
“Masaki plea--” Sho’s voice was broken off when he saw Aiba holding a knife in his hand, the fruit knife that his maids left on the dining table. But instead of being afraid, he closed his eyes tightly, “If that will make you happy, please don’t hesitate…” Sho’s expression was unbelievable calm.
Aiba stared at the guy in front of him, he felt his heart bleed when he realized how much he loved Sho and how much he brought the grudge to someone who killed Jun. How disgusted he felt toward himself because he fell for someone who killed Jun, even more he knew that he still loved Sho. He tightened his grip on the knife as he brought it up above his shoulder. He breathed slowly as he loosened his grip and threw the knife towards Sho…
AN : another cliffy~ sumimasen deshita *bows*
I don't know when will I end the angst~ well...please bear with it ne~~ ^^
I hope you enjoyed the chap, angst or not LOL
p/s : I hate Lj new format =____="
my post is ugly T^T
AND I CAN'T WAIT FOR HNA NEXT WEEK!!! YATTA!!!!