HI THERE! This is my first Fanfiction of ALL THE TIMES! And I'm scared. ;-; This one would be about Sakuya/Ryouta from Hatoful Boyfriend, and I'm sure it would be shitty. . . Heheh.
Btw, English's not my main language, so I apologize if this is not what you've expected. I'm still not good at this. This was supposed to be a One Shot, but if someone finds it interesting. . I guess I can continue!
Also, I don't own any Hatoful Boyfriend characters, the scenes are all from my imagination!
Prologue
The dove woke up at the middle of the night, his feathers were dispersed all over his bed, his heart beating faster than ever at that same moment. With a sudden movement of wing, Sakuya Shirogane Le Bel, placed such wing on the back of his head, rubbing his feathers, now less altered. What was that dream supposed to mean? Sakuya dreamt about him all the time, since the day he placed an eye on him. . . And no, not only his eye, but his attention.
It was weird, but the first Bird he ever paid attention to was that Rock Dove, listening to such sad story was enough to make the Aristocrat Fantail shiver. . . Without any reason, without anything to ponder about, Sakuya wanted to protect Ryouta. He couldn't let the other suffer anymore.
—. . . And so, i was left with nothing, without my mother, without my best friend. . . I'm now alone. — Ryouta exclaimed, some tears coming out of those Fire Opals called eyes.
His voice seemed. . . Broken.
Nobird should be able to suffer such tragedy. . . No sound was able to be heard but the raindrops, hitting the windows of the class 2-3. . . Sakuya was speechless, his curiosity had led him to know such sad story, but asking was too direct. He wasn't going to say anything, and that was the worst part. He didn't wanted to say anything. He wanted to /do/ everything. . . Hugging him, making him know someone cared. Telling him that everything would be okay. . . But what was that feeling?! He never thought of anybird like that. This was the first time. . . The first time he cared about someone who wasn't himself, though narcissism wasn't the word for such attitude. . .
Instead of doing everything.
He did nothing.
And by that time of the night, he was regretting such decision. . . This life was a game about making decisions, and his. . . Were totally incorrect.
—Why! Why! — Sakuya sat at the edge of his bed, sweating. . . It was the third time of that day, and he was exhausted, without getting the opportunity to enjoy his own dream.
The night would last forever. . . Or that's what Le Bel was thinking at that moment. . . The only one moment he was able to think about another thing that wasn't Ryouta, his little Dove, his sun, his night, his everything. . . Wait, what was he thinking?! He needed to rest, he wasn't going to survive a day without sleeping. . . With a quick move, he reached a pillow, placing it between his legs. . . Ryouta. . . Please. . . Do not be afraid anymore. . . Yes, that's it. . . You need to sleep. . . You need. . . To. . . Sleep. . . You. . . Need. . . You. . .
Wait. . . Who was I thinking about?