The Sad Gear fighter
yamitammy
I don't own anything that belongs to somebody else.
It's been nearly a year since we had that fight. What was it about? The microchip put into Shooting Mirage by my so-called best friend Kyousuke Jin. So-called? Sure, that was what I thought back then. Now, I'd give anything for us to be friends again. Okay, I admit, maybe I didn't want our friendship to end in the first place. Jin, I miss him. My eyes are starting to sting. I'm looking at a photo of Team Griffon Japan. There in the photo are Mitsuke, Hiroshi, Kazuya and.my vision blurs as I look at the final one in the photo beside me.Jin. He looks so happy in the photo, we all do. I wish our feelings were the same. I know I'm feeling sad. I'm guessing Mitsuke, Hiroshi and Kazuya aren't feeling very peachy either. But, what about Jin? Is he sad? Or is he thankful or friendship is over? My vision is blurring again and I feel something wet slide down my cheek. I touched it with my finger. A tear.I'm crying.Jin, are you crying? Are you laughing? What are your feelings towards this event? It's time for me to go to my kendo lessons, but I don't know if I'll be able to focus. My thoughts are just on one person.Jin.
I've finished my lesson; the teacher (A/N-I don't know much about kendo) had let me leave early. He noticed I was distracted. Mother seems concerned about me too. Why wouldn't she be? I'm her only son. Dinnertime had arrived. Mother had cooked a delicious meal of fried rice and satay beef with vegetables (A/N-I love satay beef!), and even though it looked fantastic, I couldn't eat any. I wasn't very hungry so I excused myself to my bedroom and lay on my bed. I looked out the window and noticed a formation of stars I looked closer and noticed that the formation was starting to appear like Jin. I turned away from the window. That's it, I have to see him! I have to see Jin; I have to know how he feels about this! Does he miss me as much as I miss him?
Straight after breakfast, I hurried to Jin's workshop. I knocked on the door about five times, but there was no response. I tried the door and voila, it opened. I approached the workroom slowly and cautiously. "Who said you could come in here?" Jin asked. Did he know it was me? No, he didn't. He was always this rude to people who interfered with his work. He spun around and gasped when he noticed me. "Kuroudo?" "Jin, I have to know something. Are.are you happy that our friendship is over?" Jin looked at me. He smirked, but I noticed something in his eyes, making his next statement untrue. "Of course I am, Marume." He'd never called me Marume before. "I'm very glad we're no longer friends. You know, I wish we'd never even met." That statement stunned me. Jin would make a great actor. I saw the sadness in his eyes, but he said that in a tone that made me confused. "Jin, you don't mean that." "Oh yes I do, now get out of here!" Jin stood u and practically pushed me out of the workshop. "Do you want to know how I feel about this?" I shouted. "No! Now go away!" I didn't leave just yet. Instead, I closed my eyes. At first, I felt tears forming once again. Jin could be very hurtful if he wanted to be, but then I heard something. Sobbing. Jin was crying. I knew he never meant those hurtful things. But now, I'm going have to put on an act that I too hate him. Jin, maybe we'll be friends again.maybe we won't. But, you'll always be a friend to me in my heart.
I'm feeling kind of angsty right now, so I wrote a sad story. Fair enough, right? yamitammy
It's been nearly a year since we had that fight. What was it about? The microchip put into Shooting Mirage by my so-called best friend Kyousuke Jin. So-called? Sure, that was what I thought back then. Now, I'd give anything for us to be friends again. Okay, I admit, maybe I didn't want our friendship to end in the first place. Jin, I miss him. My eyes are starting to sting. I'm looking at a photo of Team Griffon Japan. There in the photo are Mitsuke, Hiroshi, Kazuya and.my vision blurs as I look at the final one in the photo beside me.Jin. He looks so happy in the photo, we all do. I wish our feelings were the same. I know I'm feeling sad. I'm guessing Mitsuke, Hiroshi and Kazuya aren't feeling very peachy either. But, what about Jin? Is he sad? Or is he thankful or friendship is over? My vision is blurring again and I feel something wet slide down my cheek. I touched it with my finger. A tear.I'm crying.Jin, are you crying? Are you laughing? What are your feelings towards this event? It's time for me to go to my kendo lessons, but I don't know if I'll be able to focus. My thoughts are just on one person.Jin.
I've finished my lesson; the teacher (A/N-I don't know much about kendo) had let me leave early. He noticed I was distracted. Mother seems concerned about me too. Why wouldn't she be? I'm her only son. Dinnertime had arrived. Mother had cooked a delicious meal of fried rice and satay beef with vegetables (A/N-I love satay beef!), and even though it looked fantastic, I couldn't eat any. I wasn't very hungry so I excused myself to my bedroom and lay on my bed. I looked out the window and noticed a formation of stars I looked closer and noticed that the formation was starting to appear like Jin. I turned away from the window. That's it, I have to see him! I have to see Jin; I have to know how he feels about this! Does he miss me as much as I miss him?
Straight after breakfast, I hurried to Jin's workshop. I knocked on the door about five times, but there was no response. I tried the door and voila, it opened. I approached the workroom slowly and cautiously. "Who said you could come in here?" Jin asked. Did he know it was me? No, he didn't. He was always this rude to people who interfered with his work. He spun around and gasped when he noticed me. "Kuroudo?" "Jin, I have to know something. Are.are you happy that our friendship is over?" Jin looked at me. He smirked, but I noticed something in his eyes, making his next statement untrue. "Of course I am, Marume." He'd never called me Marume before. "I'm very glad we're no longer friends. You know, I wish we'd never even met." That statement stunned me. Jin would make a great actor. I saw the sadness in his eyes, but he said that in a tone that made me confused. "Jin, you don't mean that." "Oh yes I do, now get out of here!" Jin stood u and practically pushed me out of the workshop. "Do you want to know how I feel about this?" I shouted. "No! Now go away!" I didn't leave just yet. Instead, I closed my eyes. At first, I felt tears forming once again. Jin could be very hurtful if he wanted to be, but then I heard something. Sobbing. Jin was crying. I knew he never meant those hurtful things. But now, I'm going have to put on an act that I too hate him. Jin, maybe we'll be friends again.maybe we won't. But, you'll always be a friend to me in my heart.
I'm feeling kind of angsty right now, so I wrote a sad story. Fair enough, right? yamitammy