[Drabble] Memory
I was listening to 2AM's newest, the "Saint O'Clock" album, and was inspired. Written in five minutes.
When I asked someone to read this for me, she told me that the ending is confusing. Yes, it is, even to me, but I wanted for you to interpret the ending as you want. ^.^
Enjoy~
Title: Memory
By: silentstar01
Category: Takumi-kun Series
Pairing: Gii/Takumi
Status: Completed
Chapters: 1
Author’s Note:
Just a short (oh, so short… U.U), sweet, angsty? piece.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Takumi-kun Series.
Memory
Takumi opens the door that led to the newly-renovated music room, and cautiously goes in. In his other hand he is carrying the case of his violin, the Stradivarius. He wants to be alone with his violin, and the music room is likely to be deserted at this time. In addition, the sound-proofed glass of the windows and the door would ensure that errant passersby would not really notice anyone playing.
However, even though he had meant to practice his violin, he finds himself dragging the piano bench next to the floor-length windows and drops his slender frame on it, looking out the window, lost in memory.
He still remembers all the memories he shared with Gii. The confession in the music room, the quiet times when they read books together in the library, the long, comfortable walks outside in waning evenings, waking up to see each other in the morning. The flowers he received from Gii for his birthday, the Halloween party with Suzuki-san and Ariake-san, watching the snow fall while being cocooned in blankets with Gii. Takumi still blushes whenever his mind also remembers what had happened during that snowy night, in front of the blazing fireplace.
There were bumps on the road, too, as it does with every relationship. There was the misunderstanding with Morita-kun, and then Gii’s sudden withdrawal from their relationship. He had been thankful that they managed to salvage their relationship again; at that time, he really thought that he wouldn’t survive without Gii being there for him.
He closes his eyes and lifts his face, enjoying the warmth of the sun’s rays against his skin. He basks in the silent moment of reminiscing, and wishes that Gii was with him.
“Takumi.”
Takumi opens his eyes and sees him standing in the doorway. He offers his visitor a small, nostalgic smile, and stands up, violin in hand. “Is it time already?”
“Yes. We should get going.”
As he walks out of the room, Takumi casts one more wistful glance back into the empty music room.
The door closes behind them.
When I asked someone to read this for me, she told me that the ending is confusing. Yes, it is, even to me, but I wanted for you to interpret the ending as you want. ^.^
Enjoy~
Title: Memory
By: silentstar01
Category: Takumi-kun Series
Pairing: Gii/Takumi
Status: Completed
Chapters: 1
Author’s Note:
Just a short (oh, so short… U.U), sweet, angsty? piece.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Takumi-kun Series.
Memory
Takumi opens the door that led to the newly-renovated music room, and cautiously goes in. In his other hand he is carrying the case of his violin, the Stradivarius. He wants to be alone with his violin, and the music room is likely to be deserted at this time. In addition, the sound-proofed glass of the windows and the door would ensure that errant passersby would not really notice anyone playing.
However, even though he had meant to practice his violin, he finds himself dragging the piano bench next to the floor-length windows and drops his slender frame on it, looking out the window, lost in memory.
He still remembers all the memories he shared with Gii. The confession in the music room, the quiet times when they read books together in the library, the long, comfortable walks outside in waning evenings, waking up to see each other in the morning. The flowers he received from Gii for his birthday, the Halloween party with Suzuki-san and Ariake-san, watching the snow fall while being cocooned in blankets with Gii. Takumi still blushes whenever his mind also remembers what had happened during that snowy night, in front of the blazing fireplace.
There were bumps on the road, too, as it does with every relationship. There was the misunderstanding with Morita-kun, and then Gii’s sudden withdrawal from their relationship. He had been thankful that they managed to salvage their relationship again; at that time, he really thought that he wouldn’t survive without Gii being there for him.
He closes his eyes and lifts his face, enjoying the warmth of the sun’s rays against his skin. He basks in the silent moment of reminiscing, and wishes that Gii was with him.
“Takumi.”
Takumi opens his eyes and sees him standing in the doorway. He offers his visitor a small, nostalgic smile, and stands up, violin in hand. “Is it time already?”
“Yes. We should get going.”
As he walks out of the room, Takumi casts one more wistful glance back into the empty music room.
The door closes behind them.