"Oh, Has..."
I sighed. They were at it again. The clutching and groping, the kissing and moaning, the pure lust. It happened at least once when I was around, and it drove me crazy. I felt bad for Mitsuo, for I knew that Hasunuma's interest in him was purely physical. He loved me, and I knew it.
"Mmm..."
I knew that later tonight, when the moon and the stars would fade out of existence, we would meet by the sea. We would talk, and before we left we would share a goodnight kiss. Our love was simple, our hearts pure. Unfortunately, we were going to hurt the purest of the pure. Hasunuma was right. It almost wasn't worth it.
"Promise..."
It saddens me that our relationship is built almost completely around Mitsuo. We cannot share a moment alone without worrying. We cannot proudly proclaim our love as we wish to. And I, I must hide behind the scenes, lurking in the shadows.
"Promise me, Hasunuma..."
Someday, the two of us will proudly walk the streets, hand in hand. Someday I will be able to walk up to Mitsuo and say hello without feeling like I was gloating. Someday, the guilt will be gone.
"Promise you will never leave me..."
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Disclaimer: Eerie Queerie belongs to it's assorted owners. I own nothing but volume 2, and that's my friends! TT
A/N: This is a gift fic for my close friend, Jenn. She drew me this BEAUTIFUL piece, and this is my thanks.