Message - RyoxOhkura [1/1]
Title: Message [1/1]
Pairing: Ryohkura (RyoxOhkura), very slight RyoxUchi
Fandom: Kanjani8
Prompt: .017 Delete
Word Count: 722
Rated: PG
Genre: Angst
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Comment: I’ve always wanted to write this pair. :D
Summary: He didn’t know what to do. After catching them in the act, he felt his whole world shattered.
For je_prompts
Ohkura stared at the screen of his computer, his eyebrows furrowed slightly over to the blank document he had up for the past twenty minutes. His hands became cold overtime as they stilled over the keyboard, waiting to type what was on his mind. He sighed softly, bringing one hand to push his black-rimmed glasses up a bit over the bridge of his nose. He wondered if he could do this properly.
Sighing again, he closed his eyes for a moment. Opening them once more, he began to type.
To Ryo-chan…
He paused and glanced down to his hands, watching them glide over the letters instead of the screen.
I know this is sudden but after that message you’ve sent me, I think I could no longer hold what I’ve kept in my heart. I know that you rather not speak with me in person but that message was sudden and…it made me incredibly happy. You wrote that you loved me.
Ohkura’s lips suddenly tugged into a smile in reminisce of the message Ryo sent to him two days ago. It was probably the most sincere that the other had ever got because it was a confession. If he had done it in person, he probably would scoff and brush it aside before actually admitting it. He’d prefer that to simple words on a screen.
But after what had happened yesterday…
His smile faltered into a small grimace. To think that he caught him in an intimate position with someone none other that Uchi Hiroki, his band mate and friend, his eyes widened in shock and his mind went blank. They hadn’t seen him back then but the memory was so fresh on his mind that he doubt he’d forget it easily.
He blinked once, realizing the tears beginning to form around the rim of his eyes and wiping them off with the back of his hand. He continued to type.
I wanted to say that I love you too. I always have been and I always will. Being with you these past years had been wonderful and not just with the rest of the band. They’re great but I really love your company. It’s just that…I didn’t think you’d prefer Uchi’s company to mine. I mean, I know that you two developed a close relationship with each other but after he left, I hoped you and I would do the same. Guess I was wrong, ne?
So…perhaps you should be with Uchi. I don’t think I will ever match your standards. You know it’s true.
“It sounds like I’ve got a lack of confidence.” Ohkura chuckled ruefully as he shook his head. He didn’t bother wiping away the tears that were streaming down his face.
You will be happy with him more than me. I…wish you and Uchi…the best of luck together.
You probably think this is the strangest thing you’ve ever read and you probably give me a scolding for it but this is what I really think. This is how I felt after…never mind about that.
Anyways,…I hope we still could be friends.
‘After what happened yesterday, I don’t think that being friends would even suffice.’ He sniffed softly and closed his eyes. He knew he wouldn’t be able to look at Ryo the same way again.
His vision blurred slightly as he pried his eyes open.
See you.
Ohkura Tadayoshi
He stopped. His eyes stared blankly over to the finished message despite his vision becoming even more blurred due to the oncoming of tears.
“I can’t…” He whispered to himself. His right hand shifted absently over to the mouse and slowly, he highlighted his entire message, the color of the words inverted as he did. Pausing for a moment, his gaze trailed off to one single key on the keyboard.
“What am I doing? This…is not my way of confessing. It’s…Ryo’s.” He sniffed once more, chuckling softly. His chuckle then turned into a small sob. His shoulder shook a bit as he covered his face with a hand. He couldn’t hide his pain no longer.
He reached over to the key, touching it lightly with a finger. His head tilted up slowly to watch the screen as he pressed the key a few seconds later.
Then the message was gone.
Blank.
Empty.
Just like the way he felt.
End.
Pairing: Ryohkura (RyoxOhkura), very slight RyoxUchi
Fandom: Kanjani8
Prompt: .017 Delete
Word Count: 722
Rated: PG
Genre: Angst
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Comment: I’ve always wanted to write this pair. :D
Summary: He didn’t know what to do. After catching them in the act, he felt his whole world shattered.
For je_prompts
Ohkura stared at the screen of his computer, his eyebrows furrowed slightly over to the blank document he had up for the past twenty minutes. His hands became cold overtime as they stilled over the keyboard, waiting to type what was on his mind. He sighed softly, bringing one hand to push his black-rimmed glasses up a bit over the bridge of his nose. He wondered if he could do this properly.
Sighing again, he closed his eyes for a moment. Opening them once more, he began to type.
To Ryo-chan…
He paused and glanced down to his hands, watching them glide over the letters instead of the screen.
I know this is sudden but after that message you’ve sent me, I think I could no longer hold what I’ve kept in my heart. I know that you rather not speak with me in person but that message was sudden and…it made me incredibly happy. You wrote that you loved me.
Ohkura’s lips suddenly tugged into a smile in reminisce of the message Ryo sent to him two days ago. It was probably the most sincere that the other had ever got because it was a confession. If he had done it in person, he probably would scoff and brush it aside before actually admitting it. He’d prefer that to simple words on a screen.
But after what had happened yesterday…
His smile faltered into a small grimace. To think that he caught him in an intimate position with someone none other that Uchi Hiroki, his band mate and friend, his eyes widened in shock and his mind went blank. They hadn’t seen him back then but the memory was so fresh on his mind that he doubt he’d forget it easily.
He blinked once, realizing the tears beginning to form around the rim of his eyes and wiping them off with the back of his hand. He continued to type.
I wanted to say that I love you too. I always have been and I always will. Being with you these past years had been wonderful and not just with the rest of the band. They’re great but I really love your company. It’s just that…I didn’t think you’d prefer Uchi’s company to mine. I mean, I know that you two developed a close relationship with each other but after he left, I hoped you and I would do the same. Guess I was wrong, ne?
So…perhaps you should be with Uchi. I don’t think I will ever match your standards. You know it’s true.
“It sounds like I’ve got a lack of confidence.” Ohkura chuckled ruefully as he shook his head. He didn’t bother wiping away the tears that were streaming down his face.
You will be happy with him more than me. I…wish you and Uchi…the best of luck together.
You probably think this is the strangest thing you’ve ever read and you probably give me a scolding for it but this is what I really think. This is how I felt after…never mind about that.
Anyways,…I hope we still could be friends.
‘After what happened yesterday, I don’t think that being friends would even suffice.’ He sniffed softly and closed his eyes. He knew he wouldn’t be able to look at Ryo the same way again.
His vision blurred slightly as he pried his eyes open.
See you.
Ohkura Tadayoshi
He stopped. His eyes stared blankly over to the finished message despite his vision becoming even more blurred due to the oncoming of tears.
“I can’t…” He whispered to himself. His right hand shifted absently over to the mouse and slowly, he highlighted his entire message, the color of the words inverted as he did. Pausing for a moment, his gaze trailed off to one single key on the keyboard.
“What am I doing? This…is not my way of confessing. It’s…Ryo’s.” He sniffed once more, chuckling softly. His chuckle then turned into a small sob. His shoulder shook a bit as he covered his face with a hand. He couldn’t hide his pain no longer.
He reached over to the key, touching it lightly with a finger. His head tilted up slowly to watch the screen as he pressed the key a few seconds later.
Then the message was gone.
Blank.
Empty.
Just like the way he felt.
End.