Smile
An Urban Cowboy Production
It's been a long time since I've written anything for fanfiction . . .
I first saw you sitting by yourself on the patio. You were sitting at a picnic table alone with only an angry scowl to give you company. Despite that, your beauty was simply overwhelming and even though I never really considered myself as very religious, seeing you made me realize that angels did walk among mankind. From that day on, I wanted to be the one to make you smile.
My affection towards you did not go unnoticed. There were the people who accused me of being a stalker and my friends were of no help and teased me relentlessly about you. They called it puppy love for the lone wolf. Other well-meaning people told me to give you up. They would say things like "Look at her, sitting there all by herself everyday. Did you ever think that maybe she wants to be left alone?"
I would nod with a neutral expression plastered on my face, pretending to listen to their unsolicited advice. Who where they to tell me who I should love? Beneath my consenting façade I became even more determined to be the one who made you happy. Nobody deserves to be alone, especially not you. I knew that beyond those emerald green eyes there was a wonderful person just waiting to be discovered. I would have waited until the end of time for you. Yeah, I would have but . . .
But that doesn't matter now, does it? Nothing does, you never wanted my love Natsuki. My friends were right; I should have accepted the fact that you were destined for someone else. You proved that when you took your date to the winter dance and kissed her right in front of everyone else. Monday morning that shared kiss was all that friends would talk about. They never really thought of you as the romantic type.
I'm not jealous of Shizuru. Not anymore at any rate. She gave you something that I could never provide. I thought you were beautiful when you were angry; you are gorgeous when you smile. It still hurts though, seeing how happy she makes you feel while I watch helplessly from the sidelines always away from you knowing that you will never return my feelings. Just once, I would like you to embrace me like you embrace her and hear you whisper into my ear "I love you too, Masashi Takeda."
The End
Author's note: I love my Shiznat, but I really wanted to do a one-sided Natsuki/Takeda fanfic first. Thanks for reading.
