[FANFIC] My Best Friend
Title: My Best Friend
Pairing: YamaShi, implied other Horikoshi pairings~
Author: macy
Genre: Angst, Fluff
Rating: G
AN:
- Mirai's POV
- UNBETAed, rushed, did while waiting for my thesis groupmates.
-
We've been friends ever since we first met.
During that time, he was already very shy but he wasn't very reserved. He wasn't awkward around girls yet.
Young, curious, and friendly... the two of us and Miki quickly became friends.
After our drama, though, we've lost contact to one another and became distant. Whenever we see each other in the studios, we would still greet each other, but I really couldn't call him a friend anymore. He was just an acquiantance.
I had expected he would be a classmate when I entered Horikoshi and I wasn't wrong.
I was happy to be able to meet with him everyday again but something had changed between us.
It was like we were new friends meeting for the first time. I think I was even closer to Yuto than I was with him.
And I was definitely a lot closer to Miki.
He was rather awkward at school. Not just around me but to everyone in general. I think he was shy. The Yamada Ryosuke seen in television was very different from the real Yamada Ryosuke. I think he was embarrassed about that.
He was certainly the class' dork. But it was a cute dork, nevertheless. It didn't stop the girls from crushing on him. On the contrary, I think that was what made him more attractive to the girls.
His naivety, his innocence and his awkwardness. And it was strangely cute that he was trying not to be cute.
I never knew about him and Mariya. I should have noticed it, though, how he had become undeniably happy, it was annoying at times.
But I never knew it. Not until the rumors got out.
And during that time, it was already over for them. Everything happened so fast. The next thing I knew, Mariya already transferred school.
It was purely by chance that I saw him.
It was the first time I saw him in the rooftop. Usually, he would just stay at our classroom. The rooftop was often empty save for me and sometimes, Suzuka.
It was an accident that I heard him. I didn't notice him at once, and I was already too close when I did.
It was the first time I saw him crying for real. And not because he was happy, either.
I knew at once why. Mariya, of course.
I had planned to backtrack and pretend I never saw him. But then I tripped.
He looked up sharply and saw me.
I expected for him to look away and hide his tears (it's what I would do). But he surprised me when he suddenly got up and hurried towards me.
"Are you okay?" He asked, worriedly.
I looked at him in surprised and asked in return, "Are you?"
I mentally kicked myself. I had told myself to forget about seeing him there.
He blinked and then wiped his face, though there was already no more tears.
"I am now, I think. You're a good distraction." He said, helping me up.
I smiled at him. "Well, glad to be of service." I told him.
And after that it was like when we were back to our TGQ days and we'd always hang out in the rooftop. We talk about nothing and everything. We were very comfortable around each other.
One day, when we were in the rooftop, he asked me.
"Can you be my best friend?"
I smiled at him. "Yeah, sure."
I could still remember how Suzuka rolled her eyes at me when we were walking home that same day.
It was our last day as first year students.
"But I am your best friend." She had told me.
"Yeah, you are. And Yuto's Ryosuke's best friend as well." I said, nonchalant.
She snorted. "Besides, what's with this asking to be a best friend? That's just weird. I mean, we never asked each other if we can be best friends. You'll just know you are!"
After that, we were practically inseparable. We always ate lunch together, we walk home together, we became each other's permanent lab partners (resulting to Yuto becoming Suzuka's), and automatic seatmates when there's no seating arrangement.
My second year in high school was filled with memories with him and our other classmates. The class that was initially shy and a bit formal around each other was now close friends. Being a small class, it was to be expected.
I started to think of our class as my second family. I think of Jingi and Hayato as my oniichans, of Suzuka, Rima, Nako, Haruka and Chielu as my oneechans, of Umi, Saaya, Nozomi, Asami, Aya, Mika, as my little sisters, of Chii, Shou, Miki and Yuto (yes, despite the heights) as my annoying little brothers. But I couldn't seem to look at Ryosuke as anything but my best friend.
During our third year, there came a big change. Both Ryosuke and I became so busy that we hardly see each other. During that time, I was mostly with Yuto and Suzuka (who incidentally, had started going out the same year). I couldn't believe how much I miss him each day. We started calling each other before we go to sleep. That had became a new routine for us. And most of the time, we fall asleep with the line still on.
Many cried during our graduation, including me. It just felt so unreal that three years have already passed; that it was time for us to say goodbye to Horikoshi.
The ceremony was over fast. Like what they say, when you're dreading something, it always seems that time speeds up. Of course I want to graduate, it was the goodbyes I was dreading.
After the ceremony my family immediately sought me and congratulated me. I started crying again when Miyuu gave me a present (I don't really know why but she have that effect on me). After that, they letl me go to my friends.
Surprisingly, Ryosuke wasn't crying when I found him after the ceremony.
I raised an eyebrow at him and he seemed to understand. He shrugged and then pointed at somewhere. I followed his hand and saw his family.
"Mom's already crying so much. I figured it wouldn't do if I start bawling as well." He said.
I grinned at that. "Mother-con-much?" I teased, referring to his drama.
"You're one to talk. I saw you with Miyuu-chan. I think you're the one with the sister-con." He teased back, and I understood he was referring to Seigi no Mikata.
I whacked him playfully but he dodged and grabbed my hand. He suddenly pulled me into him and hugged me.
"Congratulations." He said.
I laughed. "Congratulations." I greeted back.
We celebrated our birthday together that year. It became a sort of reunion for our class, though it has only been about a month since our graduation.
That was the last time I saw our class together. The year passed by after that. I rarely saw any of my high school friends except during accidental meet ups in studios or if I'm lucky and I get to work with them. Exception to this is Ryosuke. Ironically, we never meet anywhere during work. But he saw through that by visiting me in our house during holidays and whenever our off coincided.
One time, though, he surprised me by appearing in one of our location shoot. It was only for a CM and we finished early. I was planning on going to the mall to buy a gift for Miyuu (her birthday was only in two weeks). But then someone called to me and I saw him. He was just sitting in his car, in his usual disguise.
"Ryosuke?" I had muttered softly as I moved towards him.
"Mirai-chan!" He called, waving at me.
I hurried towards him.
"What are you doing here?" I asked when I was near enough.
"Are you done for today?" He asked.
"Yeah. We've already wrapped up." I answered.
"Perfect." He said, grinning. "Wanna go to the mall with me?"
Still bewildered, I answered. "Well, I was planning on going there but why?"
"Why what?" He asked back. "And is that a yes?"
"Why are you here and why are you inviting me?" I clarified. "And yeah, sure. Free ride."
"It's our anniversary." He said simply, starting the car's engine.
"Anniversary?" I asked, now really confused.
"Third, actually. It's the exact day I asked you to be my best friend." He said, grinning at me.
I couldn't help but laugh. "You actually remembered?"
He laughed as well. "Not really, but I remembered it's also the day Shougo confessed to Nozomi. It's also their third anniversary today. Shougo was boasting." He said. "We didn't exactly did anything the last two anniversaries."
I shook my head at him in amusement.
He gave me that 'What?-It's-fine-isn't-it?' look and shrugged.
I just laughed at his antics.
"Mirai-chan." He called.
"Yeah?"
"Happy third anniversary." He said playfully.
"Happy third anniversary." I just said, going along with him.
After that, I don't know why but we started seeing more of each other. Ryosuke's visits, rather than being once in a while, once a month at most, has became a weekly occurence. And at times when he can't come I'll compromise by visiting him at work. And calls to each othe everyday became a permanent event.
During fall of that year, we were ofered a project together. Just a CM for a toothpaste. I was happy I get to work with him again, but I hesitated when I heard that there would be a kissing scene. I don't really know why it's neccessary but that was the main scene for the CM. It wasn't like I haven't kissed on-screen before. I have, I think a thousand times. And it wasn't like I was Ryosuke's first kiss on-screen as well. Almost all his dramas following our graduation, he'd have roles with love interest.
And it was Ryosuke. I should feel lucky it was with my best friend. I shouldn't be feeling nervous or awkward.
I agreed to the offer when I heard Ryosuke did, but I was still anxious about it.
I didn't know how he felt when it was already time. We didn't really talk about the CM even though we talk everyday prior to that day.
It was the same feeling as when we were in TGQ. That scene where I fed him. Only a thousand times worse. We hardly talk during our shooting. And when it was finally the moment, I tried so hard not to betray a hint of blush. I was a nervous wreck. I tried to think about it professionally.
When the director had shouted, "Action!", I braced myself and closed my eyes as I saw Ryosuke's face moved near mine.
We were asked to do it a couple more times. No doubt it was due to my fidgetting. I couldn't believe I messed up so bad. But when it was at least our fifth try, it was Ryosuke who asked for a break, looking a bit flushed. When the director consented, he immediately went away, not looking at me once. And I realized that he too, was nervous and uncomfortable. I tried to calm myself during the break. I didn't know what was wrong with me. We already did it so many times, but I was still so nervous like I was initially.
After the break, Ryosuke came back with a determined face but before the camera started rolling, the director had moved towards us.
He smiled at us. "Just relax. Don't think about the cameras. During this moment, it's just the two of you." He said softly.
Strangely, his words relaxed me and when we took our sixth take, he'd deemed it perfect.
After that, I didn't know why but I was aware that ourr relationship had changed. Or perhaps changed was the wrong word - it had shifted, in the same way turning a gem in the light revealed different facets of it. And something told me that this shift had been building for a long, long time. Had been happening for a long, long time, and I was only now aware of it.
Now I was consciously aware of my feelings for him.
-
The first thing I felt when I saw him entering the restaurant (in his usual disguise) was guilt.
One look at me and then he frowned (pouted, more like), his eyes going over my table which have two sets of plates.
He made his way straight to me.
"Hi, Ryosuke." I said sheepishly.
His pout became more pronounced. "You forgot, didn't you?" He asked.
"Not entirely." I said. "You didn't have to remind me. It just sort of..."
"Slipped your mind?" He finished.
"Yeah." I said apologetically.
"Oi, Yama-chan!" Someone said from behind me.
"Umi-chan. Long time no see!" He said in greeting.
Umika looked at him. "Didn't you watch our concert just yesterday with Yuri?"
"Yeah." Ryosuke shrugged. "But we weren't able to talk." He said simply. He went ahead and took a sit right next to me.
"You were there, too?" I asked him and then looked at Umika. "I'm really sorry I couldn't come." I told her.
She just shrugged it off. "No biggie. You have work." She said, taking her seat.
She looked at Ryosuke in question. "So what brought you here?" She asked.
Ryosuke pouted once more but sighed in resignation. "I was planning on celebrating our anniversary, sadly Mirai-chan forgot." He said, looking at me.
Umika's eyebrows rose up. "Anniversary?" She asked, giving me a look that clearly said, 'What-is-this?-What-have-you-not-been-telling-me?'
I shook my head at her and said. "This is the fourth year since Ryosuke asked me to be his best friend."
Umika's eyebrows rose higher at this. But it was gone after another second.
"Oh." She said. "Then, I guess I should leave now. I don't wanna ruin the day for you two."
"No, Umi-chan, you really don't have to--" I try to say.
"It's fine. We've finished with our lunch anyway. I'll just come by your place later, ne?" She said. I got the message. "You're definitely giving me all the details later."
"Yeah, sure." I just said. She said goodbye to both of us and proceeded out of the restaurant.
"How did you know I was here?" I said as I turned to Ryosuke.
He just shrugged. "Chii told me you and Umika were having lunch today."
I just nodded. Just then, my phone vibrated. I excused myself and opened the new mail.
It was from Umika.
'Anniversary? As best friends. Seriously?' I could already imagine the grin she must be sporting right then. I typed a quick reply.
'No comments from you.' Then, I turned off my phone, knowing she'd be barraging me with mails for the whole day.
I turned back to Ryosuke. "So, what's your plan for today?" I asked.
He grinned. "I was planning on going to Disneyland. We haven't been there for ages. What do you think?" He said.
I smiled. "Yeah, sure. Let me just get my disguise."
After that day, my friends have, I think, considered Ryosuke as 'not my best friend,' if you get my drift.
And I wasn't very dense to see their reason. We do treat each other not as what normal best friends would. Hanging out, going to the movies or to the amusement park can, I think, still be counted as friends' activity. But I think mailing each other every hour, calling each other everyday, going out to dinner to different fancy restaurants and fetching me from work everyday had crossed an invisible boundary of being 'best friends.'
I was prepared for our '5th anniversary.' We had agreed to meet at my apartment for the celebration, and for the first time I bought him a gift. I had decided I would be confessing that night. I dressed up, even asking Saaya to be my dress coordinator for the night.
I waited for him anxiously, and a bit excited as well.
He had work til the afternoon, so he had told me not to expect him til around seven, so while waiting, I opened the television and surfed through the channels, not really absorbing anything.
It was past seven when he mailed me saying he had just got out of work and he was sorry he was so late.
I just replied that I didn't mind and that I'll wait for him.
Past eight and still, he hasn't arrive. I was growing worried, so I mailed him asking him where he was.
He didn't reply.
Around nine, I decided to go out. Maybe look for him even though I don't really know where he was.
But as I opened the door, someone was already opening it from outside.
Relief surged to me as I automatically thought of Ryosuke.
But it wasn't him.
It wasn't someone I know.
It was the police.
What he was saying wasn't really registering in my head.
It felt surreal.
I felt detached from my body as if realizing what happened from another person's point of view.
Shida Mirai's best friend died on an accident on his way to her home.
Found in the car was a bouquet of flowers and a card that read:
"We've been best friends for the last 5 years, now let's be lovers for the next 50."
CLIFFY. /shot
and, uhm, don't kill me please?? /sniped
btw, this is the best song for this fic:
(let's say yama died in september)
Evan T. Feat. Avril Lavigne - Best Years Of Our Lives
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Thanks for reading!
Pairing: YamaShi, implied other Horikoshi pairings~
Author: macy
Genre: Angst, Fluff
Rating: G
AN:
- Mirai's POV
- UNBETAed, rushed, did while waiting for my thesis groupmates.
-
We've been friends ever since we first met.
During that time, he was already very shy but he wasn't very reserved. He wasn't awkward around girls yet.
Young, curious, and friendly... the two of us and Miki quickly became friends.
After our drama, though, we've lost contact to one another and became distant. Whenever we see each other in the studios, we would still greet each other, but I really couldn't call him a friend anymore. He was just an acquiantance.
I had expected he would be a classmate when I entered Horikoshi and I wasn't wrong.
I was happy to be able to meet with him everyday again but something had changed between us.
It was like we were new friends meeting for the first time. I think I was even closer to Yuto than I was with him.
And I was definitely a lot closer to Miki.
He was rather awkward at school. Not just around me but to everyone in general. I think he was shy. The Yamada Ryosuke seen in television was very different from the real Yamada Ryosuke. I think he was embarrassed about that.
He was certainly the class' dork. But it was a cute dork, nevertheless. It didn't stop the girls from crushing on him. On the contrary, I think that was what made him more attractive to the girls.
His naivety, his innocence and his awkwardness. And it was strangely cute that he was trying not to be cute.
I never knew about him and Mariya. I should have noticed it, though, how he had become undeniably happy, it was annoying at times.
But I never knew it. Not until the rumors got out.
And during that time, it was already over for them. Everything happened so fast. The next thing I knew, Mariya already transferred school.
It was purely by chance that I saw him.
It was the first time I saw him in the rooftop. Usually, he would just stay at our classroom. The rooftop was often empty save for me and sometimes, Suzuka.
It was an accident that I heard him. I didn't notice him at once, and I was already too close when I did.
It was the first time I saw him crying for real. And not because he was happy, either.
I knew at once why. Mariya, of course.
I had planned to backtrack and pretend I never saw him. But then I tripped.
He looked up sharply and saw me.
I expected for him to look away and hide his tears (it's what I would do). But he surprised me when he suddenly got up and hurried towards me.
"Are you okay?" He asked, worriedly.
I looked at him in surprised and asked in return, "Are you?"
I mentally kicked myself. I had told myself to forget about seeing him there.
He blinked and then wiped his face, though there was already no more tears.
"I am now, I think. You're a good distraction." He said, helping me up.
I smiled at him. "Well, glad to be of service." I told him.
And after that it was like when we were back to our TGQ days and we'd always hang out in the rooftop. We talk about nothing and everything. We were very comfortable around each other.
One day, when we were in the rooftop, he asked me.
"Can you be my best friend?"
I smiled at him. "Yeah, sure."
I could still remember how Suzuka rolled her eyes at me when we were walking home that same day.
It was our last day as first year students.
"But I am your best friend." She had told me.
"Yeah, you are. And Yuto's Ryosuke's best friend as well." I said, nonchalant.
She snorted. "Besides, what's with this asking to be a best friend? That's just weird. I mean, we never asked each other if we can be best friends. You'll just know you are!"
After that, we were practically inseparable. We always ate lunch together, we walk home together, we became each other's permanent lab partners (resulting to Yuto becoming Suzuka's), and automatic seatmates when there's no seating arrangement.
My second year in high school was filled with memories with him and our other classmates. The class that was initially shy and a bit formal around each other was now close friends. Being a small class, it was to be expected.
I started to think of our class as my second family. I think of Jingi and Hayato as my oniichans, of Suzuka, Rima, Nako, Haruka and Chielu as my oneechans, of Umi, Saaya, Nozomi, Asami, Aya, Mika, as my little sisters, of Chii, Shou, Miki and Yuto (yes, despite the heights) as my annoying little brothers. But I couldn't seem to look at Ryosuke as anything but my best friend.
During our third year, there came a big change. Both Ryosuke and I became so busy that we hardly see each other. During that time, I was mostly with Yuto and Suzuka (who incidentally, had started going out the same year). I couldn't believe how much I miss him each day. We started calling each other before we go to sleep. That had became a new routine for us. And most of the time, we fall asleep with the line still on.
Many cried during our graduation, including me. It just felt so unreal that three years have already passed; that it was time for us to say goodbye to Horikoshi.
The ceremony was over fast. Like what they say, when you're dreading something, it always seems that time speeds up. Of course I want to graduate, it was the goodbyes I was dreading.
After the ceremony my family immediately sought me and congratulated me. I started crying again when Miyuu gave me a present (I don't really know why but she have that effect on me). After that, they letl me go to my friends.
Surprisingly, Ryosuke wasn't crying when I found him after the ceremony.
I raised an eyebrow at him and he seemed to understand. He shrugged and then pointed at somewhere. I followed his hand and saw his family.
"Mom's already crying so much. I figured it wouldn't do if I start bawling as well." He said.
I grinned at that. "Mother-con-much?" I teased, referring to his drama.
"You're one to talk. I saw you with Miyuu-chan. I think you're the one with the sister-con." He teased back, and I understood he was referring to Seigi no Mikata.
I whacked him playfully but he dodged and grabbed my hand. He suddenly pulled me into him and hugged me.
"Congratulations." He said.
I laughed. "Congratulations." I greeted back.
We celebrated our birthday together that year. It became a sort of reunion for our class, though it has only been about a month since our graduation.
That was the last time I saw our class together. The year passed by after that. I rarely saw any of my high school friends except during accidental meet ups in studios or if I'm lucky and I get to work with them. Exception to this is Ryosuke. Ironically, we never meet anywhere during work. But he saw through that by visiting me in our house during holidays and whenever our off coincided.
One time, though, he surprised me by appearing in one of our location shoot. It was only for a CM and we finished early. I was planning on going to the mall to buy a gift for Miyuu (her birthday was only in two weeks). But then someone called to me and I saw him. He was just sitting in his car, in his usual disguise.
"Ryosuke?" I had muttered softly as I moved towards him.
"Mirai-chan!" He called, waving at me.
I hurried towards him.
"What are you doing here?" I asked when I was near enough.
"Are you done for today?" He asked.
"Yeah. We've already wrapped up." I answered.
"Perfect." He said, grinning. "Wanna go to the mall with me?"
Still bewildered, I answered. "Well, I was planning on going there but why?"
"Why what?" He asked back. "And is that a yes?"
"Why are you here and why are you inviting me?" I clarified. "And yeah, sure. Free ride."
"It's our anniversary." He said simply, starting the car's engine.
"Anniversary?" I asked, now really confused.
"Third, actually. It's the exact day I asked you to be my best friend." He said, grinning at me.
I couldn't help but laugh. "You actually remembered?"
He laughed as well. "Not really, but I remembered it's also the day Shougo confessed to Nozomi. It's also their third anniversary today. Shougo was boasting." He said. "We didn't exactly did anything the last two anniversaries."
I shook my head at him in amusement.
He gave me that 'What?-It's-fine-isn't-it?' look and shrugged.
I just laughed at his antics.
"Mirai-chan." He called.
"Yeah?"
"Happy third anniversary." He said playfully.
"Happy third anniversary." I just said, going along with him.
After that, I don't know why but we started seeing more of each other. Ryosuke's visits, rather than being once in a while, once a month at most, has became a weekly occurence. And at times when he can't come I'll compromise by visiting him at work. And calls to each othe everyday became a permanent event.
During fall of that year, we were ofered a project together. Just a CM for a toothpaste. I was happy I get to work with him again, but I hesitated when I heard that there would be a kissing scene. I don't really know why it's neccessary but that was the main scene for the CM. It wasn't like I haven't kissed on-screen before. I have, I think a thousand times. And it wasn't like I was Ryosuke's first kiss on-screen as well. Almost all his dramas following our graduation, he'd have roles with love interest.
And it was Ryosuke. I should feel lucky it was with my best friend. I shouldn't be feeling nervous or awkward.
I agreed to the offer when I heard Ryosuke did, but I was still anxious about it.
I didn't know how he felt when it was already time. We didn't really talk about the CM even though we talk everyday prior to that day.
It was the same feeling as when we were in TGQ. That scene where I fed him. Only a thousand times worse. We hardly talk during our shooting. And when it was finally the moment, I tried so hard not to betray a hint of blush. I was a nervous wreck. I tried to think about it professionally.
When the director had shouted, "Action!", I braced myself and closed my eyes as I saw Ryosuke's face moved near mine.
We were asked to do it a couple more times. No doubt it was due to my fidgetting. I couldn't believe I messed up so bad. But when it was at least our fifth try, it was Ryosuke who asked for a break, looking a bit flushed. When the director consented, he immediately went away, not looking at me once. And I realized that he too, was nervous and uncomfortable. I tried to calm myself during the break. I didn't know what was wrong with me. We already did it so many times, but I was still so nervous like I was initially.
After the break, Ryosuke came back with a determined face but before the camera started rolling, the director had moved towards us.
He smiled at us. "Just relax. Don't think about the cameras. During this moment, it's just the two of you." He said softly.
Strangely, his words relaxed me and when we took our sixth take, he'd deemed it perfect.
After that, I didn't know why but I was aware that ourr relationship had changed. Or perhaps changed was the wrong word - it had shifted, in the same way turning a gem in the light revealed different facets of it. And something told me that this shift had been building for a long, long time. Had been happening for a long, long time, and I was only now aware of it.
Now I was consciously aware of my feelings for him.
-
The first thing I felt when I saw him entering the restaurant (in his usual disguise) was guilt.
One look at me and then he frowned (pouted, more like), his eyes going over my table which have two sets of plates.
He made his way straight to me.
"Hi, Ryosuke." I said sheepishly.
His pout became more pronounced. "You forgot, didn't you?" He asked.
"Not entirely." I said. "You didn't have to remind me. It just sort of..."
"Slipped your mind?" He finished.
"Yeah." I said apologetically.
"Oi, Yama-chan!" Someone said from behind me.
"Umi-chan. Long time no see!" He said in greeting.
Umika looked at him. "Didn't you watch our concert just yesterday with Yuri?"
"Yeah." Ryosuke shrugged. "But we weren't able to talk." He said simply. He went ahead and took a sit right next to me.
"You were there, too?" I asked him and then looked at Umika. "I'm really sorry I couldn't come." I told her.
She just shrugged it off. "No biggie. You have work." She said, taking her seat.
She looked at Ryosuke in question. "So what brought you here?" She asked.
Ryosuke pouted once more but sighed in resignation. "I was planning on celebrating our anniversary, sadly Mirai-chan forgot." He said, looking at me.
Umika's eyebrows rose up. "Anniversary?" She asked, giving me a look that clearly said, 'What-is-this?-What-have-you-not-been-telling-me?'
I shook my head at her and said. "This is the fourth year since Ryosuke asked me to be his best friend."
Umika's eyebrows rose higher at this. But it was gone after another second.
"Oh." She said. "Then, I guess I should leave now. I don't wanna ruin the day for you two."
"No, Umi-chan, you really don't have to--" I try to say.
"It's fine. We've finished with our lunch anyway. I'll just come by your place later, ne?" She said. I got the message. "You're definitely giving me all the details later."
"Yeah, sure." I just said. She said goodbye to both of us and proceeded out of the restaurant.
"How did you know I was here?" I said as I turned to Ryosuke.
He just shrugged. "Chii told me you and Umika were having lunch today."
I just nodded. Just then, my phone vibrated. I excused myself and opened the new mail.
It was from Umika.
'Anniversary? As best friends. Seriously?' I could already imagine the grin she must be sporting right then. I typed a quick reply.
'No comments from you.' Then, I turned off my phone, knowing she'd be barraging me with mails for the whole day.
I turned back to Ryosuke. "So, what's your plan for today?" I asked.
He grinned. "I was planning on going to Disneyland. We haven't been there for ages. What do you think?" He said.
I smiled. "Yeah, sure. Let me just get my disguise."
After that day, my friends have, I think, considered Ryosuke as 'not my best friend,' if you get my drift.
And I wasn't very dense to see their reason. We do treat each other not as what normal best friends would. Hanging out, going to the movies or to the amusement park can, I think, still be counted as friends' activity. But I think mailing each other every hour, calling each other everyday, going out to dinner to different fancy restaurants and fetching me from work everyday had crossed an invisible boundary of being 'best friends.'
I was prepared for our '5th anniversary.' We had agreed to meet at my apartment for the celebration, and for the first time I bought him a gift. I had decided I would be confessing that night. I dressed up, even asking Saaya to be my dress coordinator for the night.
I waited for him anxiously, and a bit excited as well.
He had work til the afternoon, so he had told me not to expect him til around seven, so while waiting, I opened the television and surfed through the channels, not really absorbing anything.
It was past seven when he mailed me saying he had just got out of work and he was sorry he was so late.
I just replied that I didn't mind and that I'll wait for him.
Past eight and still, he hasn't arrive. I was growing worried, so I mailed him asking him where he was.
He didn't reply.
Around nine, I decided to go out. Maybe look for him even though I don't really know where he was.
But as I opened the door, someone was already opening it from outside.
Relief surged to me as I automatically thought of Ryosuke.
But it wasn't him.
It wasn't someone I know.
It was the police.
What he was saying wasn't really registering in my head.
It felt surreal.
I felt detached from my body as if realizing what happened from another person's point of view.
Shida Mirai's best friend died on an accident on his way to her home.
Found in the car was a bouquet of flowers and a card that read:
"We've been best friends for the last 5 years, now let's be lovers for the next 50."
CLIFFY. /shot
and, uhm, don't kill me please?? /sniped
btw, this is the best song for this fic:
(let's say yama died in september)
Evan T. Feat. Avril Lavigne - Best Years Of Our Lives
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