Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis does not belong to me. Definitely not. I just borrow some of the characters to torture them...
A/N: This drabble can be seen as a tie-in to my (long time un-updated) chaptered fic 'To die by your side' but can be read as a standalone.
A dream.
In the dream, he was walking. Climbing a steep hill, to be exact. He was tired. He wanted to stop and rest, but he couldn't. Someone was pushing him from behind, forcing him to continue climbing. Curiosity made him turn in order to identify the person pushing him.
Niou.
Yagyuu stopped, and just stared at Niou. Niou, who was dead, was here.
Ah.
It is a dream, isn't it? Anything, anyone can appear in a dream, can't they?
Niou stared back at Yagyuu, his face expressionless. He continued to push, forcing Yagyuu to shift his feets forward against his will.
"I'm tired," Yagyuu said. "I want to take a rest."
Niou just shook his head, and continued to push. Unwillingly, Yagyuu continued to climb the hill.
They continued for a long time. After some time, Yagyuu started to walk on his own, though he did not notice. It was only when he had reached the top of the hill did he stop and turn around, wanting to talk to Niou, even this dream world.
Niou wasn't there behind him.
Startled, Yagyuu realised Niou was standing halfway up the hill, just standing there calmly, looking up at him. When he saw Yagyuu looking at him, he smiled gently and waved. Slowly, he starts to disappear. Yagyuu screams, and tries to scramble down, but he couldn't. An invisible wall, preventing him from turning back and from reaching Niou. Yagyuu pounded at the wall, screaming his lungs out, while watching Niou continue to fade away before his eyes. Finally, the last traces of Niou disappeared from sight.
Exhausted, Yagyuu fell to his knees.
A/N: A cookie to anyone who manages to get the meaning behind this drabble. And perhaps a prompt drabble/fic, but no guarantees. In any case, please review.
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