A/N~ Greetings it's me Senka. I is alive! And writing more oneshot angst -.-;
Drew~ Only thing you're good at...
Senka~ Oh shut it. Anyhow, please REVIEW!
Disclaimer~ I don't own Yami no Matsuei, i'd have even less of a life if I did.
Hisoka glared at me. His stance was calm but his hands displayed his true emotion; fury.
"You what!?"
I winced, he'd yelled at me before, over and over again but never like this. No this one was different. The yelling wasn't rage or hurt. No it was cold fury. I could feel it. His every word dripped with it.
"'Soka…" I began, struggling to keep my voice steady. He glared at me. His beautiful green eyes with ice cold fury.
"Don't you dare call me 'Soka! Not after what you did." He spat. Wincing I strode to his side.
"I really didn't go out with the intention of kissing Watari! We were both drunk! I didn't mean it!"
"Oh I don't care anymore Tsuzuki. I'm going now, don't expect me back." Those words, spoken in such a cold, final tone, were what in the end split us up. We'd both made mistakes made the relationship hell.
I'll admit it. I made more.
I knew it was over; it had taken me over a year to build up Hisoka's trust. Now with this last drunken mistake it had come shattering down. And one his trust is gone, you don't get it back.
Though the thing that was going to kill me for the rest of my existence? I was still and always would be in love with him.
Sighing I turned away from the scene of the argument and moved off to fine Tatsumi.
This was the side of love they never told in movies.
I stared up at the moon. The tears streaming down my face disregarded my previous attitude. I just couldn't understand why he insisted on drinking till he kissed Watari. It had happened so often!
"Why…" it took me a moment to realise that the pathetic sob was mine. He always went out to drink with Watari and they ended up kissing next to my door as Tsuzuki made his way back.
God it hurt!
And every time I snarled at him then when he looked sincere in his apologies, I forgave him. And I ended up against a wall. This time however I just couldn't bring myself to say the words that I always did; 'It's okay. I forgive you, just be careful it doesn't happen again.' And I gave up on trying to keep us together why? Because he always did it again.
I don't get why it was always Watari though. They often went with Tatsumi as well but he never kissed him.
Whimpering I curled into a ball under the Sakura tree. The moon was so beautiful up there, so bright.
I couldn't bare to gaze upon it any longer.
And the worst part was; I was still in love with him. And as far as I could tell, I could never fall out of love with him.
And so I lay there, curled under the Sakura tree, sobbing ad pathetic, tears streaming down my face. And I mourned for him. Tomorrow I would request a new partner, leave him rejected by yet another partner. It hurt me to hurt him again but I couldn't stay near him, it would torture me.
This was the side of love no-one ever told me about.