The sound.
Of thunder and rain...
Wind...
Rattling softly through the treetops.
The smell of wet, warm asphalt and dirt filled the air of Tokyo's streets.
It was soothing... befogging his thoughts with a strange peace he hadn't felt for a long time...
His white hair was already soaking and he could feel the chilly droplets rolling down his pale face. Even though his clothes were completely soaked and started to stick to his skin, he slowly relaxed.
The rain always calmed him down, especially after a long day like this, but why, he didn't know.
It kind of remembered him of her...
A cold shiver ran down his spine as he recalls the last time they had talked...
The time she shouted at him, asking why he had to change.. She sounded so desperate back then.
And he felt guilty for breaking his promise, for not telling her anything, for being the cold and selfish coward he became.
He raised his hand and touched his cheek where she had hit him...it was almost as if he could still feel the stinging pain her fist had left. But that wasn't what actually had hurted him.
What hurted him was to remember the desperation and sorrow that were hidden within her words, which had soaked deep into his heart, just like the rain..
He knew that he had changed a lot and so did she.
His gaze met the sky as he leaned his head back at the wall behind him before he closed his eyes. The relaxing coolness of the rain running over his always tired eyelids and eyelashes was a comforting feeling.
But that wasn't the only reason why his mouth formed a light smile.
It was a thought that crossed his mind.
I know I changed a lot, but the old me is not gone forever...It is just tired and needs to rest a little...Just until the dark cloud of sorrows and depression will fade...Just until I will be able to sort things out...Until I am strong enough to keep those who are close to me. Because every storm, no matter how dark it seems, will come to an end... He will come back. The old me. Forgive me...Touka-chan...
Warmth suddenly joined the coolness of the rain that flowed down his face, which made his eyes shot open. His vision went blurry as the hot tears flooded everything, weeping away the pain deep inside him for a moment..
Just a moment...
Slowly, his eyes closed again, blocking out all the darkness within this world he lived in for a moment...
A tiny moment...
Relief slowly covered his face, left by the warmth of his own tears that soon mixed with the cool rain, letting a bit of the darkness deep inside of him flowing down his chin and drip off of him...
It was okay to cry just for once...right?
Nobody would notice anyway because of the rain...
Just for once he would allow himself to have a weak moment ...
Just once...
The rattling sound of the rain continued, but if you listened up closely, you could have heard his quiet sobs in between...
Will someone hear them...?
A/N:
This is actually the first time I'm writing something like this in english (It's not my native language, I was actually a bit afraid of uploading it) and also my first project about tokyo ghoul, therefore I really hope that you enjoyed this little piece and if I should have made any grammatical mistakes or if something doesn't make sense, please just tell me right away! ~3
Have a nice day everyone! :3.
(I might continue this in another oneshot, which I'm not sure about yet though)
