"A relationship is like a rose, how long it lasts no one knows."
~Rob Cella
On our first real date, you showed up at my house.
Your hands were in your pockets, and the cold air nipped at your cheeks, turning them a red that reminded me of a blush, almost making me blush myself.
As we walked down the sidewalk, you listened to me talk about everything, grinning and smiling, and merely quirked your mouth into the semblance of a smile.It was more than enough for me.
We went to the park and watched younger kids play on the playground, and we talked a little there before moving on to the movie theater. We sat there like the awkward teenagers we were, both of us yearning to hold the others hand but neither knowing how the other would take it. Finally, you just grabbed my hand roughly. I forgot what the movie was at that point, all I could focus on was the overwhelming warmth coming from your hand.
After the movie, I walked you to your apartment. I kissed your cheek before I left, and I still remember the sweet red that heated your cheeks as you yelled at me. I laughed and ran off before I got a stick of lit dynamite shoved down my pants.
It's been a long time since then, hasn't it? It's our anniversary today, the anniversary of that first date.
The rose that I gave you last year is still in its vase. I wonder why it never got thrown out. It's wilted and the petals have shriveled and fallen, but somehow it is still there. It's a far cry from the beautiful rose in full bloom I gave you last year.
I brought you another rose this year. Hopefully you'll get it.
I stand and wipe away the tears that well up at the corners of my eyes. It's been over two years now, you think I'd be over this. But I still feel the pain as freshly as when Tsuna told me what had happened.
I love you Gokudera. And I always will.
I think you can all figure out what happened.
I know I really need to be working on my other fanfics (Yume, Yakusoku, Sadame and Seven Days To Never Give Up) but I couldn't resist this one shot. It had such a pretty quote prompt.
