A/N: Welcome :D So- this is my second UsuixMisaki fic. I'm just experimenting out, so give it a try ^^
Before I start- A Bucket List is a list a person makes of the things they want to do before they die (well, I'm pretty sure all of you know that already).
Warning- Well….this fic is bittersweet. Just so you know.
My wish, for you
Is that this life becomes all that you want it to-
Your dreams stay big; your worries stay small,
You never need to carry more than you can hold.
And while you're out there heading where you're headed to-
I hope you know somebody loves you,
And wants the same things too.
-Prologue-
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'MY BUCKET LIST- By Usui Takumi'
Usui stared at the piece of paper in his hands.
The handwriting on it was definitely his- only more childish, less cursive when compared to his present handwriting now. It was a messy scrawl of alphabets- a careless scribble of an eight-year old Takumi Usui, who had written this list shortly after his mother had died.
Usui couldn't help but notice the odd co-incidence though.
'My Bucket List'- three words. 'By Usui Takumi'- three words again.
It was an odd irony in Usui's life- the best and the worst things that had ever been said to him- had always consisted of three words. All throughout the almost nineteen years he'd spent with himself- this rule had never once wavered.
Not even now.
"You're very lucky."- someone had once told him. Lucky that he had been born into the Walker household, lucky he'd been so rich. Usui had wanted to laugh at that person's face at how wrong they were.
"You are illegitimate!"- the three words his stepfather had shouted at him when Usui had gotten into an argument with him at the age of seven. He'd only been seven, yet he'd known exactly what the word 'illegitimate' meant.
He leaned back against his couch, eyes scanning the list. His hands trembled as he tried to steady his grip on the wrinkling paper.
It had all started a couple of weeks ago, when Usui had found himself coughing uncontrollably on a weekend, the burning in his throat so unbearable that it made him gag- the metallic taste of something strangely familiar as he'd spat in his bathroom sink.
It was only then that he saw the blood splatter all over the white porcelain.
"I am scared"- was the first thing that had crossed his mind. Three words. Exactly three.
It made his heart ache, and he looked out the big bay window of his apartment- at the city lights that shone back at him, reflecting off of his spectacles.
He felt so alone. He wanted Misaki.
So badly.
He studied the list again, feeling sick- which was probably appropriate, since he was sick. He didn't want to sit here and be sad- he wanted Misaki! He wanted to have their usual bickering sessions, followed by her cute blushing when he'd hug her and forget everything else, just for a moment.
She had been that one person who'd made him feel alive again, with those three words she'd muttered, with blushing cheeks-
"I love you."
-The most beautiful, amazing, wonderful words he'd ever heard in his life. Followed by the most beautiful, amazing, wonderful feeling in the world to know that someone cared- that he was loved.
But it was all going to end, and judging from the doctors, it would be soon, and he felt the hope slide out of him. He hated how helpless and pathetic he was feeling, but he could do nothing.
How long could he hide it from Misaki?
She'd sensed something was wrong- she'd obviously want to help sooner or later.
She loved him.
Three words.
But she couldn't.
Also three words.
And the whole word had come crashing down in front of him, no longer safe, no longer stable, no longer colorful. Like a house of cards that had tumbled down just as he'd been about to reach the top. Just like that- boom- and everything was gone. Nothing remained- he had no future.
Why?
"You have Cancer."
…Three words.
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A/M: So this was rushed and short- but it was just the prologue. The next chapters are waaaaay longer! I'll do my best to update as soon as I can :) Please bear with me on that part .
Thanks for reading. Please review and let me know how I can improve!
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