Just a quick oneshot written in a slightly disjointed style. I know some of you get onto me for that, but I can't help myself sometimes. Apologies for vagueness, especially around Yusuke and Kuwabara's falls.
I don't own YYH.
Falling. It had changed his life.
Before it had happened, his heart had been like ice. His mind was made up.
He would be leaving soon.
But until then, the charade must be kept up. There were things expected of him. If he complied, things were easier.
It would be easier to disappear.
But as soon as the soft surface of his socks made contact with the too-high kitchen counter, his balance gave way. He grabbed the first thing within his reach…
Overbalanced, now.
Too late to correct…
Glass on the floor.
His fragile body probably wouldn't take this well.
Falling. Landing. The smell of blood…and warm arms surrounding him.
Terrified eyes opened to take in the scene.
She'd caught him.
And she'd taken his pain instead.
She saved him from falling.
Falling. It shaped his life.
He could count his life in hours, easily.
Was it already going to be over?
There was the wailing of a woman. He was being punished for her crime.
And for what?
For something they were afraid he'd be capable of later.
And now he had a purpose in life.
Revenge.
For making him fall.
Falling. It defined his life lately.
He'd missed the chance again.
He hadn't won this fight but…
But next time maybe…
Next time he challenged that punk to a fight, he'd win it.
Because after all,
He cared enough to remember his name.
And that was worth the pain that came with hitting the dirt this time.
Next time, he'd make the other guy fall.
Falling. He never remembered that part.
Things were blurry when that car hit him, after all.
But he guessed that's where all of this began.
Sure, he'd fallen a lot after that.
But he always managed to get back up again.
And he'd already fallen pretty far, where life was concerned.
That one fall was probably the best thing that happened to him.
Because now he had some incredible friends.
And they'd all had their shares of falls.
Sorry again for vagueness, and general shortness. "On the Outside Looking In" has me stumped for the moment, and I've been slapped with another case of writer's block in general...I've been working a few other thoughts around in my head, but they aren't developing quite right enough to put pen to paper just yet. Something's just missing lately.
Anyway, reviews are, as always, appreciated. I can't get better unless I know what I'm doing wrong.
Thanks for reading.