A/N: I wrote this because I was feeling sort of sad. This story is very similar to some one-shots I wrote awhile ago.. 'Piercing Heartbreak' and its sequels, 'Drop Dead Gorgeous' and 'Love to die for'. But different, I guess.
I had a lot of help from my friend, Piper Poptato Chisp, with things like describing the environment and emotions as well as the title.
The details weren't something Jakotsu was particularly concerned with, although it almost seemed like he should be. There were certain things he considered asking, such as if they were going to name it and several things that were similar to that, but he was preoccupied with an unusual train of thought.
They seemed to be making quite a bit of distance from where they had previously been, where Bankotsu had decided to make a band of mercenaries, though Jakotsu was paying very little attention to that fact.
Jakotsu wasn't quite sure what to do, he just felt really confused and on top of that, an overwhelming terror that had been there for longer than he appreciated.
It was very quiet, as there was just about no sound other than their footsteps, which allowed both of them to think. Quiet or not, that didn't change how difficult it was to understand what he was thinking. It was new to him, and as it was new he knew very little about it. He didn't understand it at all, no matter how much he kept thinking about it. It was starting to annoy him.
There was a lot they would have to work out, as that was to be expected, and at the moment it just seemed they'd get to it eventually.
Neither of them seemed to notice how far they had already travelled, lost in their thoughts, although they were thinking about very different things. Jakotsu wanted to ignore everything he was currently feeling, the butterflies in his stomach were making him feel sick.
Jakotsu attempted to think about the band of mercenaries and such rather than what he was currently thinking about, and he was beginning to realize more about it. It hardly even occurred to Jakotsu how much change was about to undoubtedly happen, and thinking about it, he wasn't sure about a few things. Would they be able to trust everyone? Jakotsu wasn't really sure, he didn't usually tend to trust that many people.
The area they had been walking in, a trampled grass path in a quiet, almost entirely empty field was slowly being replaced by a curved horizon. The field grew further and further in the distance as they walked, until eventually they couldn't see it and the sun began to set, casting warm rainbows along the sky.
As night drew closer, it was increasingly getting colder.
Bankotsu placed his halberd, Banryu, down as he observed their surroundings. It wasn't too long until the two of them had set up camp, laying on the grass which brushed against their skin, and when the sun had finished setting the stars began to become visible, progressively covering the sky. Jakotsu adjusted his position, placing his arms underneath his head before he glanced at Bankotsu, who was barely visible in the lighting.
The entire day thoughts had rushed through his head on a variety of topics, but the majority had been about one. A very concerning one, at that. But now, it seemed there was very few, it was as though he was just too tired to think, or perhaps he had already thought about everything he could.
They breathed in the refreshing frosty air that seemed to lift any lingering tension.
Jakotsu gazed at the sky, the what seemed to be unlimited amount of stars shining in the sky, feeling calmer than he in a while since he had realized.. He closed his eyes, trying to avoid thinking about it further and disturbing the quiet, serene moment. It wasn't long until he had drifted off, the two of them sleeping underneath the stars.
It didn't feel long before it was morning. The sun was rising, turning the sky a light orange.
The two of them had both woken up at similar times, a sort of lightheartedness surrounding them as they prepared to continue travelling, hoping to find a village and, perhaps, a new member, even though there was just something nice about it just being the two of them.
The light made everything appear more orange than it usually did, shining on the hills and grass.
He stretched, leaning back before yawning while his friend grabbed his halberd. Jakotsu reached down to pick up his own weapon, placing the weapon on his back. He looked into the distance, standing close by Bankotsu as the wind moved their hair insignificantly.
The cold morning breeze touched their skin in a gentle manner. They stared at the sky, the sunrise barely visible behind the clouds, before they once again began walking, Jakotsu didn't notice the feelings subtly return until he was left with those same feelings and once again became absorbed in his thoughts.
The relaxing moment he had previously had was certainly gone, replaced by the uneasiness he had felt beforehand. After all the days that had passed, it just felt repetitive.
They didn't say much the entire morning aside from a few sentences, both focused on vastly different things. Bankotsu being focused with finding strong members to join the mercenary band, and Jakotsu being focused on something entirely different.
Jakotsu listened to the sound of their footsteps as they proceeded to make their way away from the hills, and presumably even further from the field they had passed through beforehand.
It was difficult to accept it, that was something Jakotsu had realized over the past few days. It didn't seem as hard as it felt, and there was just so many different emotions to deal with and so many questions that he didn't have an answer to, and he wasn't entirely sure if he ever would. It was all very, very new to him and he wasn't sure what to do. This was a problem he would have to find some kind of solution to, but it didn't seem like there was one.
He felt like sighing, but that seemed like it would concern Bankotsu, and concerning him wasn't something Jakotsu intended to do, especially not now.
All the confusion, and the terror which consumed him entirely were a lot, and that wasn't even all of it as his emotions decided to throw stupid heart wrenching sadness on top of all that. Honestly, it was frustrating.
It always sounded so easy and simple when talked about. He never expected this to be so complicated and confusing, and all the feelings that came along with it were just something he never had expected, and it felt as though he hadn't thought about anything else for days and he wasn't sure if that was false.
Despite the fact he had been thinking about this all that time, it didn't make any more sense now than it had before.
The sky gradually changed from the light orange colour it had to a light blue as the sun rose higher.
As the hills began getting less and less visible, Jakotsu focused on a conversation with Bankotsu. It was plain, really just focusing on details about the mercenary band Bankotsu was going to be the leader of. It seemed like a good plan, though Jakotsu was content with how it was.
Regardless, he intended to be beside Bankotsu, as they searched for people to join the band of mercenaries.
It seemed like quite a bit to take in, a lot of things to figure out. There were so many different questions, and so many different things to figure out.
As the two of them arrived in a meadow covered in flower bunches, they stopped underneath a rather large tree, sitting under it and noticing how much warmer the weather had become since the morning, the warmth and the calmness covering the them both.
They closed their eyes, sitting side-by-side in the quietness.