Another one for 30kisses. Not too sure about this one, it feels kinda clichéd, but it was for a hard theme. :shrug: Hopefully it's okay.
Warnings: Implied slash, some harsh language.
Disclaimer: I don't own Weiß, sadly enough.
-----Cat's Cradle-----
"It's cat's cradle."
"What, all those weird strings?"
"Come on, I'll show you how to play."
Ken ran a thumb along the length of a piece of twine. The string he and Kase had used to amuse themselves on rainy days had been smoother, but even the coarse feel of the twine brought back memories.
Everything seemed to bring back memories now, after—
Slowly, deliberately, Ken cut a length of twine and tied it into a circle.
He and Kase had been best friends. They did everything together. They could count on each other.
"It won't mean anything. It's just for practice."
"Practice?"
"Well, when we're famous soccer players, there'll be lots of girls who want to kiss us, right?"
"I guess so, but..."
"We'll have to know how, right?"
Ken clamped down on the memory, flicking a loop of twine over one wrist. He didn't want to remember that. It led to too many other memories, the ones that hurt the most now that he knew—
Ken threaded his fingers into the twine. It was amazing how easily these things came back to you, he thought. He hadn't done this in years.
"Ken, we're going to find out who's behind this, I promise. We'll prove that you're innocent!"
Kase had always been so sincere.
The questions crept up on him insidiously, slipping through his defenses the way that they always did. How long had he been pretending? How much of that sincerity was an act?
"Go to hell!"
Ken shuddered. No, he thought firmly. I don't want to know.
"Ken-kun?"
Ken started slightly and turned to find Omi looking at him worriedly.
"Are you all right?"
Ken held out his hands, ignoring the question. "Cat's cradle," he told Omi.
Omi gazed thoughtfully at the threads for a long moment, as though trying to read them. Ken didn't move, but under the strings his hands shook slightly.
Then, slowly, Omi reached out and let his fingers join Ken's amid the twine.
---end---
Well, there it is. Hope it was okay.
Ambika-san