Title: Real world
Author: Mika (bleeding_jaws)
Beta: thethirdstone
Band: Alice Nine
Pairing: Shou x Saga, Saga x ?
Rating: Pg15
Genre: Angst
Chapters: Drabble
Warning: None
Disclaimer: I don't own anyone. Such things are frowned upon.
Summary: Midnight air brushes my face and tries to dry my tears.
Note: I've wanted to write this for some time by now. Please comment~!
Shou's POV
Our bedroom bathed in soft light. It was your hand in his hair, low moans that traveled past your plush and swollen lips. It was his hands on your hips, lips attached to your skin and kisses fluttered down your neck. Marks of maroon-red across your chest, it was your hand sprawled over his heart. Oh, your actions are like you're in love, slow thrusts that connect you two and add pleasure to the love I can clearly see. But it's crushing my heart and with the sharp blade of your love, shredding it apart.
It was my hand pulling away the door handle and it were my boots stomping on the floor. I flung the door open and fled out of the place I could have once called "home". Once, but that was before you tainted the name, the feeling and me. My breathing was shallow and my gasps were loud. With my heart racing and my feet flying forward in a sprint down the street I did not care at all, about anything nor where I was running to as long as I would go far away, it could be anywhere.
Stopping on a bridge across one of Tokyo's many busy roads, my eyes are dilated and wide. My breathing not slowing down so I clutch the fabric of my shirt in a manner like I believe that will help my heart slow down. Slowly, slowly, my legs give away under me and I collapse on the empty ground. At a place which would be buzzing with life from morning until late afternoon, but now it was empty, so empty and I am the only one who has been left here.
Tears well up in my eyes and slide down my cheeks, but I lean my forehead onto the railing at the edge of the bridge. Midnight air brushes my face and tries to dry my tears. I wish it could dry it all, this uncomfortable wetness on my reddened cheek. I wish it could blow me away, or the dusty afternoon. Make it all disappear like words you'd write on the beach, in the sand, washed away by the waves. Gone and never left to stay. I look behind me in a faint second of weakness, and actually I was hoping you'd be standing there. No one is here. No one.
I would have forgiven you for what you've done, had you only chased me down. Said that I was the one, and showered me in words of love. Had I only been the only one...