"Every Aircraft; Every Camera is a wish that wasn't granted."
-Mogwai's 'Take Me Somewhere Nice'
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters or the settings.
Tiny Cities Made Of Ashes Chapter One- Paper Thin Walls
"Goodbyes always depressed me. I don't know what it is about them. Maybe it's the prospect of losing something I hold dear. Maybe it's the knowledge that the person you said goodbye to is out there somewhere, living a life without you. I don't know why, but I always cried when I said goodbye to someone, if they were to be gone for more than a couple of weeks. And even when it was only that, I still felt lost inside, for at least a little bit.
But this was different. It was one of those goodbyes that ended with something like, "Have a nice life," or "I'll never forget you." They were the worst, because you couldn't accept that they were gone. Those people so close to you for so long were abandoning you. It's pretty heartbreaking, you know?
Why am I saying, "You" anyway? Well, to prevent any further confusion, when I talk about, "You" I'm really talking about me.
Let me introduce myself. My name is Keitaro Urashima. I am a recent graduate from Tokyo University, and manager of an All-Girls dorm. And, as of right now, there are no tenants. All of them are gone. I guess, they just grew tired of me. I can't blame them. I was always walking in at just the wrong moment, or deciding to clean the baths at the wrong time of day. Well, whatever it was I did, they're all gone.
Well, back to the Goodbyes. (I almost forgot about them!)
"Keitaro, I'm... We're very sorry. I don't know what kind of fortune, or fate, or whatever you'd call it led to this, but we have to go. I'm most sorry that we decided to leave on the same day. I thought it would be to depressing for us to go, one by one."
That was Shinobu talking. She had been fifteen at that time. It was three years ago that she said it. I haven't seen her since."- Excerpt from Keitaro Urashima's personal diary.
He sat alone at his keyboard, typing. Remembering all the good times he'd had with them. Even then, three years later, he still missed them. He still loved them.
He had spent most of those three long years trying to figure out exactly why they had all left, and even further, why on all the same day? The information he had gathered made it very clear that it was all a coincidence that they had to leave, and left on that same day as a mere convenience. So they could save money, and time. In their time gone, one by one, he fell in love with them, forgetting about the one before, only to fall in love with her again. Perhaps the one he fell in love with the most was the one who was least likely to fall in love with him, but did anyway.
He got up from his computer and walked to the roof, where he looked out every night, in hopes that he would see a figure walking up the stairs, to greet him, embrace him, and tell him that he would never be alone again. Tonight was his lucky night.
END CHAPTER ONE.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This fic is, for all intents and purposes, an action fic. Judging by this fist chapter alone, you may disagree. But not to worry, it will all fall in to place in due time. And the reason why this post was so retrospective is because this first chapter is essentially an introduction to the world, and a foreshadowing as to where the story will end up, and who he will end up with, I might add. But if you do not like my introspective writing style, feel free to criticize, and I will gladly alter it if I feel that you're correct.
-Mogwai's 'Take Me Somewhere Nice'
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters or the settings.
Tiny Cities Made Of Ashes Chapter One- Paper Thin Walls
"Goodbyes always depressed me. I don't know what it is about them. Maybe it's the prospect of losing something I hold dear. Maybe it's the knowledge that the person you said goodbye to is out there somewhere, living a life without you. I don't know why, but I always cried when I said goodbye to someone, if they were to be gone for more than a couple of weeks. And even when it was only that, I still felt lost inside, for at least a little bit.
But this was different. It was one of those goodbyes that ended with something like, "Have a nice life," or "I'll never forget you." They were the worst, because you couldn't accept that they were gone. Those people so close to you for so long were abandoning you. It's pretty heartbreaking, you know?
Why am I saying, "You" anyway? Well, to prevent any further confusion, when I talk about, "You" I'm really talking about me.
Let me introduce myself. My name is Keitaro Urashima. I am a recent graduate from Tokyo University, and manager of an All-Girls dorm. And, as of right now, there are no tenants. All of them are gone. I guess, they just grew tired of me. I can't blame them. I was always walking in at just the wrong moment, or deciding to clean the baths at the wrong time of day. Well, whatever it was I did, they're all gone.
Well, back to the Goodbyes. (I almost forgot about them!)
"Keitaro, I'm... We're very sorry. I don't know what kind of fortune, or fate, or whatever you'd call it led to this, but we have to go. I'm most sorry that we decided to leave on the same day. I thought it would be to depressing for us to go, one by one."
That was Shinobu talking. She had been fifteen at that time. It was three years ago that she said it. I haven't seen her since."- Excerpt from Keitaro Urashima's personal diary.
He sat alone at his keyboard, typing. Remembering all the good times he'd had with them. Even then, three years later, he still missed them. He still loved them.
He had spent most of those three long years trying to figure out exactly why they had all left, and even further, why on all the same day? The information he had gathered made it very clear that it was all a coincidence that they had to leave, and left on that same day as a mere convenience. So they could save money, and time. In their time gone, one by one, he fell in love with them, forgetting about the one before, only to fall in love with her again. Perhaps the one he fell in love with the most was the one who was least likely to fall in love with him, but did anyway.
He got up from his computer and walked to the roof, where he looked out every night, in hopes that he would see a figure walking up the stairs, to greet him, embrace him, and tell him that he would never be alone again. Tonight was his lucky night.
END CHAPTER ONE.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This fic is, for all intents and purposes, an action fic. Judging by this fist chapter alone, you may disagree. But not to worry, it will all fall in to place in due time. And the reason why this post was so retrospective is because this first chapter is essentially an introduction to the world, and a foreshadowing as to where the story will end up, and who he will end up with, I might add. But if you do not like my introspective writing style, feel free to criticize, and I will gladly alter it if I feel that you're correct.