Fools
Title: Fools
Pairing: Takaki Yuya x Inoo Kei (TakaNoo)
Type: Oneshot
Genre: Romance, angst, AU
Disclaimer: Boys aren’t mine. Boys are my ship.
Warning: My English is bad.
Inoo doesn't believe in coincidence.
He had calculated it before, that seeing Takaki in this party isn't a coincidence. It's a part of his plan. Well, even if he doesn't really get involved with Shohei when they were still studying at the same faculty, he rather grateful because the man invites him to his wedding. And anyone knows Shohei and Takaki are gathering in the same circle. Best-friends. Buddies. Whatever. So the probability Takaki'd attend the wedding is nearly 100%.
The white ballroom is filled with energy, maelstrom of laughter. Black suits, pink dresses, sparkly jewelries, just a package deal of wealth at every corner. And even when there is sea of people, finding Takaki amidst crowds has never been Inoo's hard job. He only needs to stand while holding a glass of gold liquid, eyes scan the place. Of course, that Amber hair’s still exactly the same like the last time he saw him; eye-catching and stylish. Messy knotted tie, and a casually formal suit are perfectly blended into his tall, handsome feature.
God.
They’re just some of thousand quality reasons which made him fall in love with Takaki Yuya. All the flawless appearance, bringing back those entire memories from the deepest part in his chest. Inoo almost can't feel his legs for mere seconds. As he puts back the glass onto the nearest table.
Well, maybe coincidence really does exist in some case. Because even before Inoo tries to do something to catch Takaki's attention, their eyes accidentally meet, sweeping other possible visions.
They have about few meters and a sweet corner standing in between. It isn't as far as when Inoo waited him for months and without any hint or proper good-bye. Surely, Inoo can say he has the guy on his hand. But Takaki still has this magical power to get Inoo stunned whenever they look at each other, mind goes wild and blank. So Inoo doesn't know what to do, what to say, whether he should smile, whether he should just approach him and blurt out all unspoken feelings, whether he should stay silent and wish the older to come to him instead.
Maybe the last option sounds perfect, but at the same time,
impossible.
As if those five seconds staring-contest is nothing, Takaki finally turns his eyes somewhere else. Having a conversation with other friends, looks so fun and happy. As his smiles spilled out everywhere and not one of them is for Inoo. And Inoo can tell there's something shrinking at the pit of his stomach. Like, suddenly his brain cells pump in hurtful rhythm, even a glass of wine just makes it worse.
***
"You're here."
Takaki seems gasping there. Immediately swifts his broad shoulder to face Inoo.
"Oh. Hi." He greets, shortly.
Rooftop always is Takaki's favorite choice, and Inoo knows it all too well. He once said it’s good to have fresh air surrounding around when he feels complicated. Like when the professor gave him C although he’d tried to work on his assignment full-heartedly. Like when he felt guilty because he broke Shohei’s guitar and had no enough money to fix it. And most of the time Inoo would always be his only company.
But for now, the pretty guy has no clue what’s so complicated about. Maybe it can be because Takaki doesn't really like crowded place. Or because Takaki doesn't like pointless chit-chat. Or because maybe, Takaki likes a party, but only a small party within his group.
"Where you going?" Inoo asks, walking closer as the night wind touches his bare cheeks. They have much closer gap than when in ballroom. Just a seize hand to be able to touch Takaki. But Inoo decides not to do that, no matter how much he wants it.
"Here. Just a temporary escape."
"No, I mean, where were you going?"
“……………………………”
“Will you lose thousand yen if you tell me?”
Inoo tries so hard to imply deeper meaning. Even if the question itself is just the surface, is just one of so many questions stuck inside his throat. And Takaki doesn’t need to take Ph.D. to understand where this is going.
"It's been six months, Yuya."
“……………………………”
"It's been six months since you broke up with me and suddenly disappeared just like that." He clutches his palm so tight, like when those nights when he sent mails to him and never got any reply. Like when he fought his own feelings, and terrible assumptions, trying to convince him to just stop.
“……………………………”
“You don’t know how to deal with every blurry imagination if it’s because you don’t want me anymore or you find someone else or the worst is if something horrible happens to you. I don’t know. I just can’t live with those scary thoughts.”
"All right Kei. I just-I need some time. Time to think, I think."
"Think about what? You never told me the reason and you just suddenly iced me out. I had no clue on earth what did I do wrong to deserve this, to lose you when I believed on us, when I thought that you are the one who understands me most and-"
“There are just so much to think.” Takaki cuts.
“Well I can handle the truth.”
"At least I did that for you."
“For me what?” Inoo snorts, almost barely control the sound of his tone. “I didn't see any point of benefits I could take from your clueless action?”
“God, Kei. You should know who you are.”
“Who am I? Do you think you know me more than I do?”
Takaki laughs depressingly, isn't quite sure if Inoo’s still the smartest people he’d ever known. “Really? Do you want me to go straight with this?”
“Better than sketchy.”
“Okay so your father is a wealthy man in property business. Who doesn’t know him oh of course everybody knows him. Big companies, steady stocks, reporters are around. And you're the only hire. Soon you’ll be in charge of him.”
“……………………………”
“And that’s all about it. You can't just go out with someone like me forever.”
“……………………………”
"Face it. Having a relationship with me will bring more harm than good. And that's why I took the decision. To stop everything before it goes too far."
"No. You didn't think of me. Do you think by escaping like that will solve the problem? Tell me. Talk to me. Maybe we can find for a solution, for an alternative, a way that actually do us fine. Don't be a selfish bastard."
"Talk to you what? You know talking never really works for us. You'll just go with your own perceptions and if I don't try to open your eyes you'll keep dreaming in our world which mostly won't exist."
"No. You just being selfish, self-centered yourself."
"Okay. Maybe you're right. Maybe I was just protecting myself."
"See. I'm not even worth an explanation."
"Because I know, even after I bought a ring which supposedly to be your birthday surprise, there's no chance that you would say yes."
“……………………………”
"Now if you dare to prove me that I'm wrong and you'll reconsider, show me."
Takaki takes out something from his pocket pants. Inoo doesn’t really know how long he keeps that thing with him. A little black box, which shows a silver ring once it is opened. Such an elegant one, with small Y K engraved on the inner side. In a flash, all those youthful memories fill his brain, running in a circle. This is what Inoo’d dreamt of, isn't it? But rather than feeling like mindblowing, Inoo breathes in spiderwebs instead.
His parents are always been so proud of him. He can fulfill their expectation. He can never do wrong. His father doesn’t need to bribe to put Inoo into a good school, into a good qualified internship because Inoo himself is expert at being smart. And he knows he just can’t rub their faces with scandalous love-life, he just can’t let their smiles dead if he dares to keep on going with his puppy love. It’s just-
“……………………………”
"What will you say, Kei?"
“……………………………”
"We're 27 already. Take it or leave it. You know what it means, and all the consequences. There’s no joke"
He’s been a fool.
"Sorry. You're right."
Inoo finally says, closing the box and shoving it back to its original owner. Admitting the defeat, realizing they aren’t teenagers anymore and everything Takaki’d said was right. That he has a life. Which is of course if he has to choose, blood before Takaki. That’s unarguable.
"So it proved that I wasn't wrong, right?"
“You’re still wrong about those six months.”
“I’m sorry for that.”
Takaki puts back the ring to his pocket. Like he tries to tell they’re going to an end but in a smooth way. It doesn’t need a clear break-up session, though.
"You don't throw that out? Like in a drama?" Inoo asks, smiling bitterly while caressing Takaki’s tanned cheeks. The warmth he won’t be able to have it soon.
"No. It's expensive. I can sell it later."
"I totally get your point."
They both laugh, tiny sounds between noisy turmoil below them standing. Before Takaki leans his forehead to Inoo’s, shutting down their eyes for a moment, diluting pain until it loses potency. Inoo keeps tracing his palm around his first love, before the percentage of his skin that touches him will lessen until one day it won’t be the same anymore, and all he’ll have are just memories.
And one last kiss to clean up everything.
All of it.
---END---
Notes: I'm sorry, people. Please don't get bored with my angsty takanoo because I'm just in need of takanoo break-up I don't even understand myself LOL
Pairing: Takaki Yuya x Inoo Kei (TakaNoo)
Type: Oneshot
Genre: Romance, angst, AU
Disclaimer: Boys aren’t mine. Boys are my ship.
Warning: My English is bad.
Inoo doesn't believe in coincidence.
He had calculated it before, that seeing Takaki in this party isn't a coincidence. It's a part of his plan. Well, even if he doesn't really get involved with Shohei when they were still studying at the same faculty, he rather grateful because the man invites him to his wedding. And anyone knows Shohei and Takaki are gathering in the same circle. Best-friends. Buddies. Whatever. So the probability Takaki'd attend the wedding is nearly 100%.
The white ballroom is filled with energy, maelstrom of laughter. Black suits, pink dresses, sparkly jewelries, just a package deal of wealth at every corner. And even when there is sea of people, finding Takaki amidst crowds has never been Inoo's hard job. He only needs to stand while holding a glass of gold liquid, eyes scan the place. Of course, that Amber hair’s still exactly the same like the last time he saw him; eye-catching and stylish. Messy knotted tie, and a casually formal suit are perfectly blended into his tall, handsome feature.
God.
They’re just some of thousand quality reasons which made him fall in love with Takaki Yuya. All the flawless appearance, bringing back those entire memories from the deepest part in his chest. Inoo almost can't feel his legs for mere seconds. As he puts back the glass onto the nearest table.
Well, maybe coincidence really does exist in some case. Because even before Inoo tries to do something to catch Takaki's attention, their eyes accidentally meet, sweeping other possible visions.
They have about few meters and a sweet corner standing in between. It isn't as far as when Inoo waited him for months and without any hint or proper good-bye. Surely, Inoo can say he has the guy on his hand. But Takaki still has this magical power to get Inoo stunned whenever they look at each other, mind goes wild and blank. So Inoo doesn't know what to do, what to say, whether he should smile, whether he should just approach him and blurt out all unspoken feelings, whether he should stay silent and wish the older to come to him instead.
Maybe the last option sounds perfect, but at the same time,
impossible.
As if those five seconds staring-contest is nothing, Takaki finally turns his eyes somewhere else. Having a conversation with other friends, looks so fun and happy. As his smiles spilled out everywhere and not one of them is for Inoo. And Inoo can tell there's something shrinking at the pit of his stomach. Like, suddenly his brain cells pump in hurtful rhythm, even a glass of wine just makes it worse.
***
"You're here."
Takaki seems gasping there. Immediately swifts his broad shoulder to face Inoo.
"Oh. Hi." He greets, shortly.
Rooftop always is Takaki's favorite choice, and Inoo knows it all too well. He once said it’s good to have fresh air surrounding around when he feels complicated. Like when the professor gave him C although he’d tried to work on his assignment full-heartedly. Like when he felt guilty because he broke Shohei’s guitar and had no enough money to fix it. And most of the time Inoo would always be his only company.
But for now, the pretty guy has no clue what’s so complicated about. Maybe it can be because Takaki doesn't really like crowded place. Or because Takaki doesn't like pointless chit-chat. Or because maybe, Takaki likes a party, but only a small party within his group.
"Where you going?" Inoo asks, walking closer as the night wind touches his bare cheeks. They have much closer gap than when in ballroom. Just a seize hand to be able to touch Takaki. But Inoo decides not to do that, no matter how much he wants it.
"Here. Just a temporary escape."
"No, I mean, where were you going?"
“……………………………”
“Will you lose thousand yen if you tell me?”
Inoo tries so hard to imply deeper meaning. Even if the question itself is just the surface, is just one of so many questions stuck inside his throat. And Takaki doesn’t need to take Ph.D. to understand where this is going.
"It's been six months, Yuya."
“……………………………”
"It's been six months since you broke up with me and suddenly disappeared just like that." He clutches his palm so tight, like when those nights when he sent mails to him and never got any reply. Like when he fought his own feelings, and terrible assumptions, trying to convince him to just stop.
“……………………………”
“You don’t know how to deal with every blurry imagination if it’s because you don’t want me anymore or you find someone else or the worst is if something horrible happens to you. I don’t know. I just can’t live with those scary thoughts.”
"All right Kei. I just-I need some time. Time to think, I think."
"Think about what? You never told me the reason and you just suddenly iced me out. I had no clue on earth what did I do wrong to deserve this, to lose you when I believed on us, when I thought that you are the one who understands me most and-"
“There are just so much to think.” Takaki cuts.
“Well I can handle the truth.”
"At least I did that for you."
“For me what?” Inoo snorts, almost barely control the sound of his tone. “I didn't see any point of benefits I could take from your clueless action?”
“God, Kei. You should know who you are.”
“Who am I? Do you think you know me more than I do?”
Takaki laughs depressingly, isn't quite sure if Inoo’s still the smartest people he’d ever known. “Really? Do you want me to go straight with this?”
“Better than sketchy.”
“Okay so your father is a wealthy man in property business. Who doesn’t know him oh of course everybody knows him. Big companies, steady stocks, reporters are around. And you're the only hire. Soon you’ll be in charge of him.”
“……………………………”
“And that’s all about it. You can't just go out with someone like me forever.”
“……………………………”
"Face it. Having a relationship with me will bring more harm than good. And that's why I took the decision. To stop everything before it goes too far."
"No. You didn't think of me. Do you think by escaping like that will solve the problem? Tell me. Talk to me. Maybe we can find for a solution, for an alternative, a way that actually do us fine. Don't be a selfish bastard."
"Talk to you what? You know talking never really works for us. You'll just go with your own perceptions and if I don't try to open your eyes you'll keep dreaming in our world which mostly won't exist."
"No. You just being selfish, self-centered yourself."
"Okay. Maybe you're right. Maybe I was just protecting myself."
"See. I'm not even worth an explanation."
"Because I know, even after I bought a ring which supposedly to be your birthday surprise, there's no chance that you would say yes."
“……………………………”
"Now if you dare to prove me that I'm wrong and you'll reconsider, show me."
Takaki takes out something from his pocket pants. Inoo doesn’t really know how long he keeps that thing with him. A little black box, which shows a silver ring once it is opened. Such an elegant one, with small Y K engraved on the inner side. In a flash, all those youthful memories fill his brain, running in a circle. This is what Inoo’d dreamt of, isn't it? But rather than feeling like mindblowing, Inoo breathes in spiderwebs instead.
His parents are always been so proud of him. He can fulfill their expectation. He can never do wrong. His father doesn’t need to bribe to put Inoo into a good school, into a good qualified internship because Inoo himself is expert at being smart. And he knows he just can’t rub their faces with scandalous love-life, he just can’t let their smiles dead if he dares to keep on going with his puppy love. It’s just-
“……………………………”
"What will you say, Kei?"
“……………………………”
"We're 27 already. Take it or leave it. You know what it means, and all the consequences. There’s no joke"
He’s been a fool.
"Sorry. You're right."
Inoo finally says, closing the box and shoving it back to its original owner. Admitting the defeat, realizing they aren’t teenagers anymore and everything Takaki’d said was right. That he has a life. Which is of course if he has to choose, blood before Takaki. That’s unarguable.
"So it proved that I wasn't wrong, right?"
“You’re still wrong about those six months.”
“I’m sorry for that.”
Takaki puts back the ring to his pocket. Like he tries to tell they’re going to an end but in a smooth way. It doesn’t need a clear break-up session, though.
"You don't throw that out? Like in a drama?" Inoo asks, smiling bitterly while caressing Takaki’s tanned cheeks. The warmth he won’t be able to have it soon.
"No. It's expensive. I can sell it later."
"I totally get your point."
They both laugh, tiny sounds between noisy turmoil below them standing. Before Takaki leans his forehead to Inoo’s, shutting down their eyes for a moment, diluting pain until it loses potency. Inoo keeps tracing his palm around his first love, before the percentage of his skin that touches him will lessen until one day it won’t be the same anymore, and all he’ll have are just memories.
And one last kiss to clean up everything.
All of it.
---END---
Notes: I'm sorry, people. Please don't get bored with my angsty takanoo because I'm just in need of takanoo break-up I don't even understand myself LOL