A/N: Okay, here is the deal; every "chapter" is a different drabble. They are named with whatever the generator spat out at me. Ratings fluctuate, so I just called it all "M". I'll be adding more drabbles to this as time goes on, most likely more then one at a time. Everything has been originally posted on my LJ account.
Akutagawa Jirou / Akutagawa Jirou
Broken heart
Sitting down on the cool wooden bench in the Hyotei regular only change room, Jiroh didn't know what to do. He stared blindly in front of himself, not really looking at anything at all. He mused to himself that he must be in shock, as he currently felt nothing, just a strange numb emptiness inside. Everything that he had believed in, ever wanted, ever needed was now gone. Just simply gone. He looked down at the tennis racquet that somehow was still in his hand and found that he no longer had any will to continue to play the game.
The numbness then faded and the pain took its place at the realization. He never played for himself, he played for another and now that other wanted nothing to do with him. Heartbroken, Jiroh dropped the racquet and peeled of his regular jersey. He stared at it for a long moment, studying the way it looked in his hands, the way the expensive fabric rippled and folded. Carefully folding it up he placed it on the bench beside him and stood up. With tears now blurring his vision he quickly grabbed and threw on his normal clothes then ran from the empty room.
He vowed he would never step back that room for the rest of his life. He vowed to himself that no matter what, he would never see the other again. Besides, he always secretly wanted to attend Rikkai, not Hyotei. Everyone knew that, so no one would be surprised at his choice. Its not like anyone would miss him, right?