YagyuuNiou.

Promt: "Time is running out and we still have to say goodbye…"
(100 word drabbles...)

The silence is painful. And he knows there is nothing he can say to make the atmosphere agreeable… For once he cannot change the mood…
The train is waiting. And he cannot stop what is going to happen.
For two weeks already he knows that this day will come. Yet everyday he has denied it. And now it is too late. The train and Yagyuu will leave in ten minutes. It's too short… Too short to decently say the word he now fears more than ever. The word he fears more than anything else… Because it will tear him apart…

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The whistle blows for the first time. They still haven't said a word. His entire composure emits defeat. He wonders how it ever has been able to come to this. They were inseparable. They were best friends. Lovers even. And now… What are they now…?
How could it all have ended like that? They've had their arguments. Of course. Everybody has those. But the fight last time… How could it have happened?
He knows it is his own fault that Yagyuu is leaving…
He doesn't know why he is allowed to come to the station though…
What can he say?

-

The second whistle. They are still standing next to each other. Still silent.
"You should go… You'll miss it if you wait any longer…"
He doesn't want him to go, but what can he say? Words will never be enough. He can never apologise for what he did.
Without a word Yagyuu walks away. Leaving him behind. He doesn't look back.
Tears are welling up in his eyes. And defeated he lets them fall. He doesn't care that the entire world can see how much this departure hurts him…
Time has run out. And he still has not said goodbye.

-

He turns around. His back facing the train. He cannot bear to watch his lover leave. Tears are rolling down and he does nothing to stop them. He doesn't brush them away. He doesn't even try to hide them.
The train leaves and he shudders.
"I'm sorry…"
A sob leaves his lips.
"I love you… So much…"
A warm hand on his shoulder. He turns around. Shocked. He knows that touch.
"Baka… That was all you needed to say…"
His eyes are wide open. And gentle fingers brush away his tears before comforting lips cover his own.
"Don't leave me…"

The End