i was bored one day, and i was disappointed with the complete lack of akihiko/hiroki fanfic. so i decided to try my luck with this short drabble. i expect nothing to come of it, and most likely won't continue it. because i suppose i don't really have much of a writers spirit. i can't keep at it to keep the readers happy.
Junjou romantica
akihiko and Hiroki
water smoothed quartz
by: Alarnia
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years ago, hiroki met akihiko. went up a rank in swimming. went up a rank in kendo. and ran to his secret place only to be affronted with the knowledge that it wasn't so secret anymore. years ago, hiroki decided that maybe it might be better to have a secret person to keep in that secret place. and hiroki found that his life seemed to get a little lighter. went up a rank in kendo. went up a rank in swimming.
years ago, hiroki met akihiko. discovered how wonderful his secret person was. how wonderful his secret person's stories were. made promise to be akihiko's secret person too, and swore to keep the stories secret too. hiroki felt a bubble of excitement. he felt like some kind of agent. safeguarding his secret place, the secret stories.
his secret person. whom he had really was starting to improve his opinion of. no longer sickly and pale, needing to get some exercise. just utterly and completely introverted. but did that matter? years ago, hiroki walked into the clearing and felt what he had only read about in manga and fairy tales. hearts really did doki doki? staring at akihiko, the sun hitting his pale brown hair just so. hiroki was suddenly inclined to believe it.
and suddenly hiroki's life seemed to contract, almost as if he were having a dizzy spell, or if he had been blinded by a bright clear white light. literally. because thats what akihiko would be wouldn't he? a pure, clear white. like white tea, no, like perfect steam, no, like sunlight reflecting inside a water smoothed quartz. because, (went up a rank in swimming, went up a rank in kendo,) years ago, hiroki ran from it all, to that secret place, (secret person, secret stories) and found himself caught. and with a teary face, found that he'd lost his first kiss. to another boy. and didn't seem to care. because it was all a secret.
and to think, after all these years, hiroki thought he would have gotten over such childish things by now. but what else was he supposed to do? it was akihiko and takahiro. not akihiro and hiroki, never mind that they had known each other since children. hiroki tried not to have such jealous, petty thoughts. but it hurt. (god it hurt) because after nearly 20 years hiroki's life was still dizzy. still blindingly white. and takahiro ruled it all. blissfully unaware of the sadness he left in his wake. and while akihiko pined over his unrequited love and sought comfort in his best friend hiroki, hiroki found that he could relate absolutely and completely (almost a clear white with certainty). and suddenly felt a glimmer of hope with an uncharacteristically sinful thought.
but maybe if...
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if there are spelling errors, i don't much care, i was using notepad, and i was doing thsi for my own amusement. :P