-this is my first ever post
-my first take on drama fanfics so yeah... tell me what you think. i haven't read many fics about this pair and i just adore them so much. and since i can't find them in the net i just decided to write one... so leave a review? yes? please?
-so can anyone tell me if they know about nanba/nakao fics? pretty please
Monochromatic: blue
:Nanba/Nakao
: hana kimi
:angst
"I love you."
It was short and simple. Neither question nor theory. Purely tried and tested fact.
"Nakao..."
His eyes were imploring, as if begging me to stop, to take back the words, as if asking me to just vanish into thin air and not to return ever again, as if beseeching me to do both if it be possible.
"Nanba-senpai."
I cut him short. I had made up my mind. I needed to get this done and over with. It's not a big deal anyway, not like a secret well-kept. Everyone knew about it. It was a wide-known sentiment everyone came to accept.
Still, I wanted this to be done properly, like I've planned and imagined it to be.
"I know," I assured him when his head shook slowly from side to side, the silky black hair moving with the rhythm of the apparent decline to my confession.
"I know senpai. I'm not expecting anything from you, really."
I closed the distance between us, claiming his personal space with each tentative step I made, the soft light from lampposts shifting on my face. When we were so close it made the air hot against my skin, I pressed my lips on his. Briefly and unsure. It was a fleeting moment, a hundredth of a second perhaps, just enough to feel his lips against mine. Something simple. Nothing grand or spastic. Just... something.
I jerked back immediately, ending the moment before it even made its way into my head and forever linger in my memory. Fast and abrupt, as if his mere presence threatened to burn me alive. It wasn't like the scene in my head, it was much more elating yet much more painful to behold.
He kept silent. Unmoving. Immobile. Yet, his gaze peeled every layer of my tightly knitted being, exposing my very core to the cold bitter wind midnight beckoned.
I tore my eyes away from his, averting my gaze to the cold concrete wall covered in undistinguishable blue graffiti and blue-black grime.
The image provided a horrid backdrop against my beautiful senpai. The sight was sickening. Absolutely disgusting – me and that cold concrete wall.
A lopsided smile formed on my pale, chapped lips.
"I lovedyou."
I locked every emotion under the painfully plastered smile, willing my heart to stop beating and begging my brain to wake from its long-due slumber.
It was time to let go
"I loved you. Once. A long time ago. When I was still the disgusting freak who went after another boy."
My voice was colder than the harsh wind of September that caressed my pale hallowed cheeks.
"But that's over now. I'm letting it go. You could go find yourself a new girl and I promise I won't chase her away."
I etched the unbreakable smile, the brightness not reaching my eyes. Numbness seared thru my skin, corrupting everything underneath. Flesh and bones and thick red blood.
It's done. Swift and fluid and so-unbelievably excruciating.
"Nakao..."
Wintry and mellow, barely audible from the rustling of dust and dirt beneath our feet.
He reached out a hand at me. His eyes were glazed over with much pity it made my insides squirm and harden in anguish before slowly ebbing away, indifference replacing.
He stepped towards me. I stepped away.
"Good luck to your career! We are all hoping for your success Nanba-senpai. Goodbye."
Head bent low. Voice alarmingly bright and sweet and oh so deceiving to anyone's ear.
I turned around and walked away, the freezing autumn air blowing on black locks of hair, eyes gazing intently on the dark nothingness before me, feet carrying me to the unknown oblivion that swallowed me whole.