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Title: The Blue Envelope and Tsubaki (oneshot)
Character: Yamada and Jump
Rating: General
Genre: Friendship, Angst
Summary: He keep holding on to a promise they once made and wait for the time they will meet again.....
The ringing mobile phone alarm spiked his ears. He opened his eyes slowly. The cold morning air suddenly felt more comfortable than normal ... he put his palm on the glass window. Cold .. Leaving a faint hand trace and a biting sensation to his skin. A smile carved on those pink lips. His mind was reminded of something .. Ryosuke quickly bounced from bed to the desk calendar to find out. It’s confirmed .. This morning is very important. The most important day in his life now…
~ ~ ** ~ ~
Wearing a thin blue cardigan layering his white t- shirt, he walked out of the house ... weakly.
His eyes caught on the small mini garden next to his bedroom window. His smile widened ... The white camellias blooms faithfully, lacing the soil wet with morning dew ...
His feet stepped to the mailbox hoping for something ... but disappointed to find out that it was empty. Not like the previous years. Various assumptions nested in his brain. Slightly disappointed, but his fire of hope remains lit. Deciding to take a brief walk around, he ended up sitting outside a restaurant for a quick coffee and tuna sandwiches.
Relaxing his eyes while watching the people who are busy with their daily business ... A phone message startled him from his little reverie..
Message from Daiki , his good friend.
Happy Birthday Yama_chan! : D hv a splendid life ahead!
Do not forget tonight 's date , ne Yama_chan ~ ~ ~
We will all be waiting for you ...
Dai_chan
~ ~ ** ~ ~
Arriving at work, he receives a bunch of congratulatory messages from his colleagues. He is indeed thankful for their thoughtfulness. He feels blessed, though he had no family of his own anymore.
He smiles and replied all their wishes, but his heart feels empty.
Truthfully, waiting is of torture. His heart is aching. His mood worsens. It seems like every minute spent is of eternity. Getting through today is indeed a torment for him now.
~ ~ ~ ** ~ ~ ~
The day goes by so slow for him. By the end of the working hours, he stepped out of the office only to be greeted by the ever smiling Keito. He forced out a smile. He waves his hands as a gesture of gladness.
'It actually hurts to be faking' .. he thought to himself .
He glances at his watch. It's almost 6:00 p.m. Still nothing .. His flaming hope slowly fades away.
He tries to hold his tears from bursting out ... he flashes another smile to his ever rambling friends that are now on their way to celebrate.
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"Hey Yama chan, what did you wish for ? You're a year older now" ... Ask Yuya , while on their way back.
All his friends do not fail to his notice his below the level mood, and choose to let him keep it to himself. As for they already know why. It's actually quite obvious for them. Maybe it's better that way.
"Nothing much" .... he replied. "I have already had all I need, really ... my friends around me, people who care about me ... my family" ... he sincerely responded.
"Sou" ... replied Yuya and he kept silent. Smiling too. The answer made them all feel a little relieved.
In their hearts, they were hoping that there is light at the end of the tunnel and dark history won’t repeat itself.
~ ~ ~ ** ~ ~ ~
It's already half past Eleven pm when they reached the front gate of his house .
Looking straight in front of him, he sighs. "There goes another day of frustration" ... He mumbles alone .
Waving goodbye to his friends, he bids off goodnight and gratitude to them ..
"Thanks for being with me today " .. he bowed a little .
"Well ... no sweat.. It's our pleasure, Yama chan !"... Inoo shrugged.
"Now get into the house and do not think too much. Have a good night sleep, rest and wait for a better tomorrow . Matta Ashita ne" ..
It's a frustrating day today. He is mentally tired. Really tired. It's the end. He thought. He must learn to let go. Look forward and let go of the past. But his heart is reluctant to do so. No matter how hard he tried to force himself to give up.
~ ~ ~ ** ~ ~ ~
He was about to close the gate , When his next door neighbor Mr . Kobayashi called out.
"Oh ... Kobayashi san, what is it ? Good Night "… He greeted the old man.
"Yama -chan .... It's your letters .. They kinda got into my postbox this morning. I think the post workers messed the address up a little”. He claimed while looking a bit puzzled .
"Souka .. Arigatou ne , Kobayashi san .. hontou ni Arigatou"... He smiled as he bowed to the old man.
"Mmm" ... Mr . Kobayashi just smiled back at him and head back to his house.
He runs through the postal and something caught his eyes. A blue envelope. The long awaited birthday gift.
At last, his tears flowed uncontrollably as he opens the letter and found another content inside. Tsubaki -a dried white camellias.. A flower of hope, of waiting and Promise. The fragrance still fills up his heart, warming it ...
The content of the letter never failed to make him happy. A heartwarming smile. "Do your best and meet me with your head held up high!"... He smiled.
" Someday , we will be together again .. Just wait for me a little bit longer , Yuto -kun . It's our Promise " ....
He holds the dried flower close to his heart. His tears flowed again as the memories came back to him one by one ..
He closed his eyes and hope for a better tomorrow. Fulfilling the Promises ever made, though they will never meet again in this life…
~ ~ ~ ** ~ ~ ~
: Sorry for the lame story , but this is my very first attempt ... Yoroshiku onegaishimassu
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Character: Yamada and Jump
Rating: General
Genre: Friendship, Angst
Summary: He keep holding on to a promise they once made and wait for the time they will meet again.....
The ringing mobile phone alarm spiked his ears. He opened his eyes slowly. The cold morning air suddenly felt more comfortable than normal ... he put his palm on the glass window. Cold .. Leaving a faint hand trace and a biting sensation to his skin. A smile carved on those pink lips. His mind was reminded of something .. Ryosuke quickly bounced from bed to the desk calendar to find out. It’s confirmed .. This morning is very important. The most important day in his life now…
~ ~ ** ~ ~
Wearing a thin blue cardigan layering his white t- shirt, he walked out of the house ... weakly.
His eyes caught on the small mini garden next to his bedroom window. His smile widened ... The white camellias blooms faithfully, lacing the soil wet with morning dew ...
His feet stepped to the mailbox hoping for something ... but disappointed to find out that it was empty. Not like the previous years. Various assumptions nested in his brain. Slightly disappointed, but his fire of hope remains lit. Deciding to take a brief walk around, he ended up sitting outside a restaurant for a quick coffee and tuna sandwiches.
Relaxing his eyes while watching the people who are busy with their daily business ... A phone message startled him from his little reverie..
Message from Daiki , his good friend.
Happy Birthday Yama_chan! : D hv a splendid life ahead!
Do not forget tonight 's date , ne Yama_chan ~ ~ ~
We will all be waiting for you ...
Dai_chan
~ ~ ** ~ ~
Arriving at work, he receives a bunch of congratulatory messages from his colleagues. He is indeed thankful for their thoughtfulness. He feels blessed, though he had no family of his own anymore.
He smiles and replied all their wishes, but his heart feels empty.
Truthfully, waiting is of torture. His heart is aching. His mood worsens. It seems like every minute spent is of eternity. Getting through today is indeed a torment for him now.
~ ~ ~ ** ~ ~ ~
The day goes by so slow for him. By the end of the working hours, he stepped out of the office only to be greeted by the ever smiling Keito. He forced out a smile. He waves his hands as a gesture of gladness.
'It actually hurts to be faking' .. he thought to himself .
He glances at his watch. It's almost 6:00 p.m. Still nothing .. His flaming hope slowly fades away.
He tries to hold his tears from bursting out ... he flashes another smile to his ever rambling friends that are now on their way to celebrate.
~ ~ ~ ** ~ ~ ~
"Hey Yama chan, what did you wish for ? You're a year older now" ... Ask Yuya , while on their way back.
All his friends do not fail to his notice his below the level mood, and choose to let him keep it to himself. As for they already know why. It's actually quite obvious for them. Maybe it's better that way.
"Nothing much" .... he replied. "I have already had all I need, really ... my friends around me, people who care about me ... my family" ... he sincerely responded.
"Sou" ... replied Yuya and he kept silent. Smiling too. The answer made them all feel a little relieved.
In their hearts, they were hoping that there is light at the end of the tunnel and dark history won’t repeat itself.
~ ~ ~ ** ~ ~ ~
It's already half past Eleven pm when they reached the front gate of his house .
Looking straight in front of him, he sighs. "There goes another day of frustration" ... He mumbles alone .
Waving goodbye to his friends, he bids off goodnight and gratitude to them ..
"Thanks for being with me today " .. he bowed a little .
"Well ... no sweat.. It's our pleasure, Yama chan !"... Inoo shrugged.
"Now get into the house and do not think too much. Have a good night sleep, rest and wait for a better tomorrow . Matta Ashita ne" ..
It's a frustrating day today. He is mentally tired. Really tired. It's the end. He thought. He must learn to let go. Look forward and let go of the past. But his heart is reluctant to do so. No matter how hard he tried to force himself to give up.
~ ~ ~ ** ~ ~ ~
He was about to close the gate , When his next door neighbor Mr . Kobayashi called out.
"Oh ... Kobayashi san, what is it ? Good Night "… He greeted the old man.
"Yama -chan .... It's your letters .. They kinda got into my postbox this morning. I think the post workers messed the address up a little”. He claimed while looking a bit puzzled .
"Souka .. Arigatou ne , Kobayashi san .. hontou ni Arigatou"... He smiled as he bowed to the old man.
"Mmm" ... Mr . Kobayashi just smiled back at him and head back to his house.
He runs through the postal and something caught his eyes. A blue envelope. The long awaited birthday gift.
At last, his tears flowed uncontrollably as he opens the letter and found another content inside. Tsubaki -a dried white camellias.. A flower of hope, of waiting and Promise. The fragrance still fills up his heart, warming it ...
The content of the letter never failed to make him happy. A heartwarming smile. "Do your best and meet me with your head held up high!"... He smiled.
" Someday , we will be together again .. Just wait for me a little bit longer , Yuto -kun . It's our Promise " ....
He holds the dried flower close to his heart. His tears flowed again as the memories came back to him one by one ..
He closed his eyes and hope for a better tomorrow. Fulfilling the Promises ever made, though they will never meet again in this life…
~ ~ ~ ** ~ ~ ~
: Sorry for the lame story , but this is my very first attempt ... Yoroshiku onegaishimassu
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