A/N: You guys believe in supernatural things like ghosts and stuff? No?
Hehe, but anyways, enjoy.
Oh, and yes, I am The Black Juliet.
Title: A Transparent World
Pairing/s: Yukimura Seiichi x OC
Genre/s: Romance, Supernatural, Drama, Tragedy
Summary: They live in two different worlds. In some ways, the impossible seemed to be possible. He tries to break the glass wall between them and reaches out for her hand. They might live in two different worlds but their love is eternal.
Warning/s: Nameless OC, Possible OOC, Character Death
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis or its characters.
A Transparent World
They live in two different worlds.
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She lives in a small barrio, where commoners are often found, while he resides in a huge, wide palace, where royalties are having the time of their lives.
Or to simply put it, she was a normal girl while he was a special boy.
She had that typical long, dark brown hair and round, chocolate brown eyes and a fair complexion that every normal, teenage Japanese girl had. She came from an average family who had an average life. She also had friends, of course, like what other girls had. She did normal things like reading, hanging out and the likes. To sum it all up, she was the word 'ordinary' in a human's body, living and breathing every day and every night.
On the other hand, he was from a completely different world.
He had wavy, blue hair that almost resembled the waves of the ocean and blithe, cerualean blue eyes and an almost pale skin with the texture of porcelain that no other Japanese boy had. He came from a high-class family and lived in a luxurious life. He also had friends, but they were different from the usual ones. He did things like tennis, gardening and painting- things that were done by princes and the likes. To sum it all up, he was the word 'exceptional' in a beautiful, living vessel walking on the surface of the Earth.
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She can only see him from the other side.
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Their world was separated by a thick glass that she could never break. And the only thing she could do was to gaze at him from afar.
During his training, she would only stand by at the other side of the tall, green fence between them. She would watch him closely and silently with eyes filled with joy; for seeing him standing in the courts mightily with a face hinted with pride and dominance, and pain; for seeing him all alone. She used to be by his side, smiling and supporting him all the time. But the Fates didn't seem to be in favor for the two of them, and so, as time passed by, he started drifting away from her. Or even when she was pretty, smart and talented; she wasn't that good for someone as perfect as he was, so he left her hanging by the thread.
Her grip tightened around her book as her breath hitched in her throat.
She knew that in reality, she couldn't see him anymore and yet she stood there with eyes never leaving that spot where he was before.
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And when she glances away to breathe, he vanishes from thin air.
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She needed to stop- no, she had to let him go. She was only inflicting pain and sorrow to herself by hoping he would come back to her.
All she ever wanted to do was to go away- to let the thread go- and leave him along with the memories she once shared with him, but she was clearly aware that she couldn't. She was frozen on the spot where he left her- her huge, muddy brown eyes watching him as a part of her still wanting and believing that one day he would turn to her and flash that simple, jolly smile he used to give her.
But it seemed that it would never happen.
From the rumors flying around likes noisy bees, she found out that his surgery wasn't successful and it saddened her to know that he could never play tennis ever again.
And it wasn't even enough yet. There was something even worse than that and it convered all of her hopes into nothing but dreams and fantasies.
Two words that each of them having one syllable. Two words that were simple yet powerful enough shatter her whole realm into a million pieces.
He died.
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She finally accepts that he is gone, but he keeps on haunting her.
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It is truly amazing how time changes people as it steadily walks by. Humans diversify their life by learning from their past experiences, leaving them behind and moving on by starting up a whole new reality all over again.
After that day, she decided to revert back to her old self.
First, she dealt with her appearance. Though her hair looked typical, she was blessed with beautiful curls, but it went ugly right after she threw herself away. She started fixing it again, and her lovely hair went back to business again. She also stopped slouching and keeping her eyes on the ground, and the proud, confident girl took over her soul and body once more.
Second, she studied as hard as she could to take her A's or 100's back on her exams and report cards again. From the F's and E's, the results became A's- flawless. Within an instant, she became one of the top students in Rikkaidai again.
Lastly, she participated in clubs and activities within the school. She didn't go back to the girl's tennis club- instead; she joined the Music club, where she found out that she had a talent for playing the piano and turned into a virtuoso. She also became interested with arts and photography, and worked the best she could to be a part of Rikkaidai's club for talented artists.
To summarize it all, she unfurled her wings and flew out from the dark abyss of Hell. She reigned in the glorious skies of Rikkai Daigaku Fuzoku Chuu with teachers and students looking up at her. She was magnificent and spectacular, and it was all because of him.
Yes, she already moved on from his death, but the fact that it was the one that triggered her old self to resurface again was causing something inside her to stir up. Sometimes, she thought he would finally acknowledge her presence and continue to where they ended. And he would look and smile a sweet smile at her...
And right in this moment... how she can clearly see him right in front of her with his eyes glimmering with bliss as if he finally retrieved the missing treasure that he had been looking for so long...
Subconsciously, she reached her hand out to touch his cheek, and saw how the smile upon his lips became dolorous as he leaned in to her palm. His hand cupped hers, tilting his head and closing his eyes along the process as if he was trying to savour her touch and to feel her warmth. She tried to hold back her tears, but she couldn't, and they started streaming down onto the apple of her rosy cheeks while thoughts and questions stormed within her mind and emotions flooded inside her chest.
Everything felt so real even if it really wasn't and yet... she couldn't help but to break down and let her armor fall once again. She dropped on her knees and bent down to face the floor, sobbing and weeping. All her life she wanted this to happen but he was gone, and this was just another piece of her imagination.
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Then one unexpected moment, he appears right in front of her eyes.
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"Ne, senpai, if you are given the chance to see someone from Heaven, who will it be?"
Her socks and shoes were already soaked by the ocean's water, but she didn't mind, for she was too preoccupied with that question echoing in her mind. She kept on walking and walking and thinking and thinking, and when she almost reached the farthest end of the beach, his name occurred in her head, which stopped every single molecule within her. A sigh then escaped from her lips, and slowly, she faced the blue sky above. She couldn't simply forget about him, could she? Laughing bitterly and wiping the droplets from the lens of her camera, she took a picture of the horizon wherein the sky, the ocean and the sun met and turned around to head back to her house.
But life is just full of surprises and one must always expect the unexpected.
"Hello there."
Those words were enough to blow her away. As her eyes began to widen to their fullest extent, he stood there and smiled right in front of her like it was the most casual thing in the world.
She couldn't believe it.
"You can see me now, am I right?" He asked, the smile on his face never leaving.
She couldn't move, her eyes still fixated upon his figure.
Is this really...?
"Y-You..." she stuttered. Ah, she couldn't even say a word properly. Too much shock definitely affected her.
Did Kami-sama make her wish came true...?
"I-I..."
No, this couldn't be him. He was supposed to be dead and not here at the beach.
"Y-You're supposed to be d-dead..."
She didn't really intend to say that to him. She really wanted to ask him thousands of questions and tell him hundreds of statements but somehow, her mind couldn't seem to connect to her mouth properly. Is that really you? Do you still know me? I used to be your best friend. Do you still remember those times when we were still together? I really missed you a lot, you know. Did you miss me?
But he just smiled a small smile. He looked at the horizon where the sky and the ocean met before he faced her and said...
"I know... but I'll be staying here for a while. Isn't that wonderful?"
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In some ways, the impossible seemed to be possible.
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Was it really possible for a person to come back from the dead? Of course, not. But as a ghost...? Yes.
"Can you believe all of this?"
She watched him talked to his best friend, Sanada Genichirou, who also seemed to be shocked under that stoic face of his. They were discussing about something she could never relate to, so she stayed at the back, walking with eyes lowered to ground. She was still thinking about how all of this possible- him being a ghost and all. It all seemed like a dream to her but no matter how hard she tried to escape from it, she couldn't; for this was actually reality.
He was real. He was a ghost that only she and Sanada could see.
"Alright. I'll see you then."
She stopped on her tracks and looked up to see him waving at his friend. And right after Sanada entered the gates to their house, he turned to her said, "It's hard to say goodbye to someone you are not sure you will be able to talk to ever again."
So that was why he didn't say goodbye to her, too? ... why he just left her in the air? Her jaw tightened as she clenched her fists.
No. No need to pain yourself with those memories again.
She looked up at him to yell at him, but when he saw the sad smile on his angelic face, she couldn't help but to tear up a bit.
Those three, short days that they've been together... why didn't she notice it? His soft, gentle eyes that were usually hinted with longing and sorrow... the distant look he would wear frequently... the laughs and chuckles he let out whenever he'd see those who were close to him...
He was afraid.
... You're afraid that by tomorrow, you might completely disappear forever.
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He tries to break the glass wall between them and reaches out for her hand.
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Isn't it ironic that Death brought him and her back together?
"Hey, you changed a lot."
For a moment, she looked at him like she was about to say something, but dropped her eyes on the floor. Her mind was telling her to speak out, yet she kept her mouth in a thin line. There was no use for her to tell him the reason why she changed, for she knew it would never bring him back to life.
She let out a heavy sigh and said, "I guess so."
A small, amused chuckle escapes from his lips. "Times passes away and people change. Or should I say, I pass away and people change...?"
She didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. His jokes or puns were still as lame as ever, but the fact that it was damn true was just saddening.
"Quite surprising that you can even play some powerful pieces on the piano."
I play them because they reminded me of you.
"Oh yeah? Why'd you say that?"
He leaned back and smiled. "It was very unexpected, you know. Back then, you told me you would never play it since you found it too difficult to learn."
It was because of you.
The only reason that I can come up with is none other than you.
I did it because of you.
I changed because of you.
"A-aa..."
She pressed a key from the left part of the set, then a note higher, and she continued until the next parts formed a sad melody. With both of her hands, she played, and played, and played and poured all of her feelings into the piece while her fingers raced with itself on the white keys.
"Moonlight Sonata, huh?" She heard him spoke softly beside her. "It was the last piece I played for you."
And it was the first piece I learned to play.
"Tell me..."
They were at the peak of the piece. Where they were almost there... where everything else shattered on the next phase...
"Why...?" Her voice was almost hoarse and broken. "Why did you leave...?" Why did you leave me? Why did you just simply walk out without even turning back to me? Was it because I wasn't good enough? Or was it because your plan was to play with me? To play with my heart and feelings from the very start?
At first, he didn't say any word. As just as she got to the part where he stopped playing the piece almost three years ago, that was when he opened his mouth to speak out the words he didn't tell her.
"You see... I never intended to leave you or anyone. I just wanted to be great- someone that everyone could look up to; someone you could actually admire. But I became something I could never imagine and... I lost not only myself but also you and everything during the whole process. And I guess Death thought I already had enough so He took my soul away from my body.
"I was about to leave, to go to that Place, but when I saw you at the beach... regret came over me. All those things I never told you, Sanada and the rest of my friends and my family... They made me stay for a while. I'm almost finished actually, and the only person left now is you.
She kept on playing, the melody was now slower than the original; fearing that once she ended the song, he might disappear.
"I never told you this but after we were torn apart, I tried to keep an eye on you. I couldn't do anything, since everything restricted me from doing something to communicate to you. So, I watch you fade slowly until a brick wall stood between us. But after my death, the wall became a glass barrier and I saw how you blossomed into a beautiful, red rose. You became what I wanted to be- that someone whom everyone looked up to; someone I really admired.
"And yet after all what happened, there's still something between us and all I can do is to tell you this...
She shut her eyes, her fingers moving carefully, and listened closely to him.
"From the very first day I met you at the park; how I became friends with you on the first day of school; when I laughed at our jokes and misfortunes; from the time I took your hand and danced the waltz in the rain with you out of pure bliss and happiness, how I felt ecstatic when you look at me with a smile on your face; I...
The piece finally came to an end.
Unshed tears from all those days started dropping from her wide, brown eyes as she witnessed how he slowly, slowly and slowly fade away. Still, he wrapped her hand with both of his and he said, "I'll see you later, ne?"
Despite having trouble to breathe, she laughed with glee. "Okay. But don't marry anyone from Heaven yet."
With a sweet and serene smile on his face, he spoke the words, "Silly. Why would I do such thing? Even in death...
"I love you. I'll wait for you for all eternity."
And he vanished from thin air, leaving no trace of his presence behind.
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They might live in two different worlds but their love is eternal.
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"Wow! That painting sure looks amazing!"
"Whoa... as expected from senpai!"
"Ah, I feel like crying right now..."
"Yeah, me too..."
Students flocked over the displayed painting upon the wall in the hallway. Some were gawking, complimenting it for its amazing design and perfectly mixed colors; while others were almost sobbing because of the raw emotions that were clearly expressed at the painting. It was one of the most wonderful creations made by none other than that student from the senior class of Rikkaidai, who was also known for her amazing photographs featured in some galleries in Kanagawa. Some say it was inspired from a broken heart; a lost love, but the painter didn't reveal her inspiration behind each and every of her works and pictures.
And five minutes before the lunch break was over, students were already heading back to their classrooms, until one girl was left standing there; gazing at the painted canvas. After a minute passed, a tall, masculine student with a black cap joined her; stoic, dark brown eyes boring into the art.
He noticed the resemblance of the girl in a white dress standing before the trail of footprints on the white sand, the ocean reflecting the sky with its white clouds, and the sun shining brightly beyond the heavens above. This might be where it all started, he concluded.
"You know that this is all because of him, right, Sanada-kun?"
He stared at her for a few seconds before he nodded firmly. He knew- and the rest of the team- that there can only be one person behind all of this. Besides, who else would it be anyway? Of course, it was none other than him.
Yukimura Seiichi.
"So... what is the title of the painting?"
A hand reached out, touching the rough surface of the painting and two of its fingers trailing the footsteps on the sand.
She looked up at him, wearing the sweet and serene smile that he gave her, and spoke the words...
"A Transparent World."
A/N: And I poured some of my feelings here for some guy I'd like to call Bruho. But of course, it's still different from what happened between us.
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