My First Love, My Last Love.
Author: Veridanya (暗)
Genre: Romance, angst
Rating: PG
Pairing: SakurAiba
Disclaimer: I don't own them (I wish tho... T_T)
Summary: A little extra for "My first Love" from Sho's POV
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He would never forget him, his first love. He could remember every moment that they shared together, every word, everything… until the day he disappeared. He broke after that. All what he had been until that day disappeared the same moment he did.
He was in his last year of high school when he met him, when they got together. He had been noticing him for a while, anytime he sat in his usual place to read, he could see the guy hiding to observe him. At first he didn’t know how to react, but little by little, he fell in love with his not so secret admirer. He would sit to pretend to read, while trying to see if the other guy was observing him, dying to talk to him but afraid of scaring him. After all, they were both guys…
He asked around for his name, but he couldn’t find his surname. Just a vague answer of “Something” Masaki. Masaki… that was the name of his first love.
He still remembers the scared face the day they crushed in the hallway of their high school. He waited for him to appear while he pretended to read, but that day he didn’t appear, so he just gave up and went to grab his things to go back home, sulking on his way when somebody crashed to him. He didn’t expect it to be him, and he’d never forget what he felt when the other guy pronounced his name. He wanted to ask him many things… but he didn’t dare to.
"Are you ok? How do you know my name?"
And then, after so much time, he heard the words he had dreamt to hear all this time, since he noticed him for first time.
"Senpai... I like you"
He just wanted to pull the other guy to a kiss, to tell him that he liked him too, that he wanted to be together. But his shyness stopped him and didn’t dare to utter those words. He’d regret forever not telling him how he felt since the beginning.
“You wanna hang out sometime?” I love you.
It was his life savior, just as everything at his home was breaking apart, Masaki could make him happy, could make his life brighter. Any time they’d hang out, the other guy’s stories could make him forget about everything. Every touch, every kiss could blow his mind.
He would never forget their first night together, how hard he tried not to hurt him, or the face of the other guy. The loving words they uttered… every second, every feeling… anything. All was burned in his mind.
His friends tried to get information from him, why he looked so happy during that time. But he was too shy to admit how he loved the other guy, he didn’t know if he could say what they shared, if it was ok with Masaki. So he’d just shake it away with a shy laugh.
Then one day, he disappeared. Without a word, without a goodbye, without an explanation… He couldn’t find him anywhere, and nobody would gave him an answer about why. Why had he left? He tried to got the information about it, but all he got was that he had signed out of the school.
Sho’s world fell apart. He didn’t want to keep going if it was without him. Why had he leaved? He regretted all the words unspoken, all the feelings… had it been his fault?
He managed to finish high school, he focused on his studies, he didn’t want any friends, he didn’t want anybody besides him if it wasn’t Masaki. His mother remarried, and his surname changed. Will he be able to recognize him like that? With a different name? He was afraid of get older, of changing, always waiting for him to come back. He wouldn't lie, in all this time he had tried to get with other people, for much time he tried to forget him, to move on, but he couldn’t.
And now there he was, Sakurai Sho, 27 years old, in front of the guy that stole his heart 10 years before…
It had been a long way till he had gotten him again. But after all this years, he was finally there, laying in his bed, with Masaki’s arms around him and his head on his chest. There was no other place he wanted to be more than there.
This time, he wasn’t going to let him go. His first love… his last love.
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A/N: ok, this time just 暗's note. I really had quite clear inside my mind of what was inside Sho's mind during the whole time and what happened in the past, but at some point I stopped thinking writing Sho's pov was a good idea and then I started writing and it ended awful as you see and then... crisis! But well, since 軽 said this was going to be posted yes or yes.. here it is. And enough babbling! Thank you for all your support during the whole series <3
Genre: Romance, angst
Rating: PG
Pairing: SakurAiba
Disclaimer: I don't own them (I wish tho... T_T)
Summary: A little extra for "My first Love" from Sho's POV
______
He would never forget him, his first love. He could remember every moment that they shared together, every word, everything… until the day he disappeared. He broke after that. All what he had been until that day disappeared the same moment he did.
He was in his last year of high school when he met him, when they got together. He had been noticing him for a while, anytime he sat in his usual place to read, he could see the guy hiding to observe him. At first he didn’t know how to react, but little by little, he fell in love with his not so secret admirer. He would sit to pretend to read, while trying to see if the other guy was observing him, dying to talk to him but afraid of scaring him. After all, they were both guys…
He asked around for his name, but he couldn’t find his surname. Just a vague answer of “Something” Masaki. Masaki… that was the name of his first love.
He still remembers the scared face the day they crushed in the hallway of their high school. He waited for him to appear while he pretended to read, but that day he didn’t appear, so he just gave up and went to grab his things to go back home, sulking on his way when somebody crashed to him. He didn’t expect it to be him, and he’d never forget what he felt when the other guy pronounced his name. He wanted to ask him many things… but he didn’t dare to.
"Are you ok? How do you know my name?"
And then, after so much time, he heard the words he had dreamt to hear all this time, since he noticed him for first time.
"Senpai... I like you"
He just wanted to pull the other guy to a kiss, to tell him that he liked him too, that he wanted to be together. But his shyness stopped him and didn’t dare to utter those words. He’d regret forever not telling him how he felt since the beginning.
“You wanna hang out sometime?” I love you.
It was his life savior, just as everything at his home was breaking apart, Masaki could make him happy, could make his life brighter. Any time they’d hang out, the other guy’s stories could make him forget about everything. Every touch, every kiss could blow his mind.
He would never forget their first night together, how hard he tried not to hurt him, or the face of the other guy. The loving words they uttered… every second, every feeling… anything. All was burned in his mind.
His friends tried to get information from him, why he looked so happy during that time. But he was too shy to admit how he loved the other guy, he didn’t know if he could say what they shared, if it was ok with Masaki. So he’d just shake it away with a shy laugh.
Then one day, he disappeared. Without a word, without a goodbye, without an explanation… He couldn’t find him anywhere, and nobody would gave him an answer about why. Why had he left? He tried to got the information about it, but all he got was that he had signed out of the school.
Sho’s world fell apart. He didn’t want to keep going if it was without him. Why had he leaved? He regretted all the words unspoken, all the feelings… had it been his fault?
He managed to finish high school, he focused on his studies, he didn’t want any friends, he didn’t want anybody besides him if it wasn’t Masaki. His mother remarried, and his surname changed. Will he be able to recognize him like that? With a different name? He was afraid of get older, of changing, always waiting for him to come back. He wouldn't lie, in all this time he had tried to get with other people, for much time he tried to forget him, to move on, but he couldn’t.
And now there he was, Sakurai Sho, 27 years old, in front of the guy that stole his heart 10 years before…
It had been a long way till he had gotten him again. But after all this years, he was finally there, laying in his bed, with Masaki’s arms around him and his head on his chest. There was no other place he wanted to be more than there.
This time, he wasn’t going to let him go. His first love… his last love.
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A/N: ok, this time just 暗's note. I really had quite clear inside my mind of what was inside Sho's mind during the whole time and what happened in the past, but at some point I stopped thinking writing Sho's pov was a good idea and then I started writing and it ended awful as you see and then... crisis! But well, since 軽 said this was going to be posted yes or yes.. here it is. And enough babbling! Thank you for all your support during the whole series <3