Rain
A/N: This is a side-fic to "Wishing you were Here" but its fine as a stand-alone. Mostly in Yama's POV and isn't overly angsty- just sad... Please review! Inspiration? You should look outside my window...
Someday you just might love me, but when that someday comes, I won't be there.
Lifting my head and propping it against the rest, all the rain drops swirling on the screen. Trickling patterns everywhere, and I feel so cold. But the heater's on.
The windshield wipers swish against the glass, wiping away the rain. I feel like crying.
Odaiba swings by in a haze. I'm never coming back again.
Never get to see you again. Never gonna find out if you love me.
Nobody understands, nobody cares.
More rain. Water flooding and spattering everywhere, can't see anything. It feels like it's raining inside as well.
Rain is like us. Always falling but we get back up again. And we always find each other somehow. Even if you won't admit it.
The glass fogs up slowly.
Like the rain. So much that's keeping us from being. But we'll find each other. We have to.
Even if we're worlds apart, I don't think I could ever forget you. And I don't think I could love someone like I love you. But I'll never know, because I'm never going to try.
We've been driving for so long now. The rain keeps pouring. And the sun is starting to come out from behind the clouds. The chances of us being together are getting slimmer.
If we grow old and I still haven't found you, I think I'll die alone. I think I could understand if you didn't, but please promise me something.
Promise you won't say the things that were only meant for my ears, promise that you'll never cry because they cry, and promise- promise that you'll never forget me.
I've only seen you cry once, and you were there for me when I cried in front of you. You might not even remember or you mightn't consider it as anything important, but I do. Back then on the snowy cliff in the Digital World?-there was pain when you looked at me. You were scared that you'd hurt me. I already felt for you then.
It's still raining. I think the sky's raining for us, Tai.
And I could take it if you hit me, I could take it if you ignored me, I could even take it if you never loved me at all, but please don't ever say you've forgotten me.
Because I know I'll die...
Yamato fell asleep, curled up in the backseat, while his father drove him further and further away from his love, from his home.
It stopped raining.
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