Title: To him with love
Part: 1/1
Author: Issei
Genre: Yaoi
Paring: MItko
Rating: PG
Archive: Sdfic ML
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2 Please ignore any typo errors/ gammer mistakes.
Disclaimer: the characters do not belong to me..dun sue!!
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Warning: The characters may be OOC.
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Hi people! This is the first time I am writing a Mitko fic and a one shot. Hope that it is not too bad and would gladly accept all C&C
5 Words in * * is action
6 Words in ^ ^ is characters thinking
Words in [ ] refer to the setting
Words in ( ) are words by writer.^_______^
Some time had past since the two men had graduated from high school. One of them is holding job at a certain popular bar while the other is working his way towards a university degree. However different the both may seem, they live together in a rented apartment. The two men had known each other for some time and had shared many memories. They lead a simple life, seeing each other in the evening and mornings, yet that little time was enough for them to maintain their friendship. They always have breakfast together and then while one goes to school, the other sleeps, only to wake in the afternoon. When the other reaches home, they will then have dinner together before the other boy leaves for work at the bar. They are lives are different, yet they are bonded.
[One morning]
Kogure: Mitsui, time for breakfast. *Knocks on door*
Kogure called out cheerfully for the other man, looking forward to another breakfast together. He had been slightly surprised that Mitsui was not at the table unlike the usually. He is always the first one there.
Kogure: ^Must be really busy at the bar, or else he would not be so tire. ^ *Pause for a reply*
Strangely, the room was quiet. There was no reply, not even the sound of breathing.
Kogure: Mitsui? *Open the unlock door*
Kogure stared at the empty bed.
Kogure: ^Where is he? ^
Kogure knocks on the bathroom door. (The room has attached bathroom)
Kogure: Mitsui, are you in there?
Still, only the echo of his voice replied. Kogure turned the doorknob, realising that it was unlocked. The door slowly swung open and he was greeted by a sparkling clean bathroom. But there was no Mitsui.
Kogure: Where could he have gone?
Kogure asked himself the hundredth time as he sat down at the dinning table. There was a spread of different food varieties on the table and Kogure waited for Mitsui to return as the minutes tick by. At about 7:45 am, Kogure gazed at the clock on the wall. He knows that he to start without him as he had lessons at 8:30 am. This share of the breakfast was soon consumed and after covering the foods up, he left for school, feeling a rather worried for Mitsui.
[In the evening]
The door to the opened and a bespectacled man entered.
Kogure: I am home!
Silence greeted him
Kogure: I am home! *Louder*
Still silence
Kogure stared at the empty apartment before him; the table was still left with the covered foods untouched. Mitsui had not returned. The cold hard truth hit Kogure silently, embracing him in his arms. Deep down, Kogure realise that Mitsui will not be back. He knows that Mitsui will always keep to his promise and many years ago, he had promised to spend every beginning and ending of the day together with him. Mitsui had broken his promise and he knew that he would not return. The truth sank into him and tears fell quietly down his face. His heart was empty and alone.
[Many years later]
Kogure heaved a heavy luggage to the living room of the apartment that he had rented. Now that he could afford his own apartment, Kogure was moving out.
One more room to clear! Kogure walked towards the room and reluctantly opened the door. The room had been left untouched for years. However, the air was not stale. In fact, it was quite fresh. Upon entering the room, Kogure saw the once white curtains, now yellowish taint with age, fluttering in the wind.
Kogure: ^How long had the window been left opened? ^
Kogure moved towards the table and started unpacking the stuff out from the drawer. it was done in no time, there was nothing much in this room to pack except for memories. As he stood to leave the painful memories, a sheet of paper tucked just in the corner of the room, beside the table caught his eyes. On the note was the ever-familiar handwriting. The words he used to love reading. The paper had already become yellowish and the corners of the paper appeared to have been chewed away by insects. On the note were his last words before he left. He had not left without even a goodbye.
' I have to go but I promise I will be back.
Love,
Mitsui '
A single drop of tear streaked down his face. As he wipe the silent tear from his face with the back of his left hand, a sliver band around his forth finger glittered under the evening sun.
Kogure: It's too late Mitsui.
OWARI!
Ok this is the end of the fic.I know it is really short.but that is all I have to write.^^;;;;
Hope all of u enjoyed that.. C&C are welcomed
Part: 1/1
Author: Issei
Genre: Yaoi
Paring: MItko
Rating: PG
Archive: Sdfic ML
1
2 Please ignore any typo errors/ gammer mistakes.
Disclaimer: the characters do not belong to me..dun sue!!
3
Warning: The characters may be OOC.
4
Hi people! This is the first time I am writing a Mitko fic and a one shot. Hope that it is not too bad and would gladly accept all C&C
5 Words in * * is action
6 Words in ^ ^ is characters thinking
Words in [ ] refer to the setting
Words in ( ) are words by writer.^_______^
Some time had past since the two men had graduated from high school. One of them is holding job at a certain popular bar while the other is working his way towards a university degree. However different the both may seem, they live together in a rented apartment. The two men had known each other for some time and had shared many memories. They lead a simple life, seeing each other in the evening and mornings, yet that little time was enough for them to maintain their friendship. They always have breakfast together and then while one goes to school, the other sleeps, only to wake in the afternoon. When the other reaches home, they will then have dinner together before the other boy leaves for work at the bar. They are lives are different, yet they are bonded.
[One morning]
Kogure: Mitsui, time for breakfast. *Knocks on door*
Kogure called out cheerfully for the other man, looking forward to another breakfast together. He had been slightly surprised that Mitsui was not at the table unlike the usually. He is always the first one there.
Kogure: ^Must be really busy at the bar, or else he would not be so tire. ^ *Pause for a reply*
Strangely, the room was quiet. There was no reply, not even the sound of breathing.
Kogure: Mitsui? *Open the unlock door*
Kogure stared at the empty bed.
Kogure: ^Where is he? ^
Kogure knocks on the bathroom door. (The room has attached bathroom)
Kogure: Mitsui, are you in there?
Still, only the echo of his voice replied. Kogure turned the doorknob, realising that it was unlocked. The door slowly swung open and he was greeted by a sparkling clean bathroom. But there was no Mitsui.
Kogure: Where could he have gone?
Kogure asked himself the hundredth time as he sat down at the dinning table. There was a spread of different food varieties on the table and Kogure waited for Mitsui to return as the minutes tick by. At about 7:45 am, Kogure gazed at the clock on the wall. He knows that he to start without him as he had lessons at 8:30 am. This share of the breakfast was soon consumed and after covering the foods up, he left for school, feeling a rather worried for Mitsui.
[In the evening]
The door to the opened and a bespectacled man entered.
Kogure: I am home!
Silence greeted him
Kogure: I am home! *Louder*
Still silence
Kogure stared at the empty apartment before him; the table was still left with the covered foods untouched. Mitsui had not returned. The cold hard truth hit Kogure silently, embracing him in his arms. Deep down, Kogure realise that Mitsui will not be back. He knows that Mitsui will always keep to his promise and many years ago, he had promised to spend every beginning and ending of the day together with him. Mitsui had broken his promise and he knew that he would not return. The truth sank into him and tears fell quietly down his face. His heart was empty and alone.
[Many years later]
Kogure heaved a heavy luggage to the living room of the apartment that he had rented. Now that he could afford his own apartment, Kogure was moving out.
One more room to clear! Kogure walked towards the room and reluctantly opened the door. The room had been left untouched for years. However, the air was not stale. In fact, it was quite fresh. Upon entering the room, Kogure saw the once white curtains, now yellowish taint with age, fluttering in the wind.
Kogure: ^How long had the window been left opened? ^
Kogure moved towards the table and started unpacking the stuff out from the drawer. it was done in no time, there was nothing much in this room to pack except for memories. As he stood to leave the painful memories, a sheet of paper tucked just in the corner of the room, beside the table caught his eyes. On the note was the ever-familiar handwriting. The words he used to love reading. The paper had already become yellowish and the corners of the paper appeared to have been chewed away by insects. On the note were his last words before he left. He had not left without even a goodbye.
' I have to go but I promise I will be back.
Love,
Mitsui '
A single drop of tear streaked down his face. As he wipe the silent tear from his face with the back of his left hand, a sliver band around his forth finger glittered under the evening sun.
Kogure: It's too late Mitsui.
OWARI!
Ok this is the end of the fic.I know it is really short.but that is all I have to write.^^;;;;
Hope all of u enjoyed that.. C&C are welcomed