Prologue
As the Sun had touched the horizon, before it finally went down, clouds were covering up the sky. Light drizzle had just started falling from the sky. Sat on a little stone wall, staring numbly at the ocean, Danny Williams was seriously considering jumping into it. Perhaps, he wouldn't have minded colliding with the cliffs – or feeling instant pain as he would crumble against them. At the very moment, he wasn't sure what kept him sat on the wall – maybe it was his daughter, Grace. He would had given his own life for her – which was doubtlessly the reason he hadn't jumped.
Grace was the reason he came to this island.
This damn pineapple infested hellhole.
With time, it kind of grew on Danny. Realising as long as he'd stay in the shade – the Sun wasn't so bad. Nor was the ocean – it was somehow refreshing after a heat wave. And he even became fond of the pineapples, after Steve mixed them into his milkshake.
This tastes good. What did you put in it?
Steve kept repeating how his face, when he replied with 'pineapples', was priceless. Steve was uncertain whether he genuinely liked it or – he was going to choke on it. Ah, yes. Just thinking about the island got Steve back into Danny's head. He had promised to himself that he wouldn't get attached – that he wouldn't let himself like the animal Steve McGarrett was. But, he couldn't have helped it – like so many other things he couldn't have helped.
Danny's phone went off loudly. Danny probably didn't even hear it from the sounds of waves crashing into the shore. Or maybe he was in too much pain.
How can you not fall asleep to the sounds of waves? It actually makes you fall asleep.
"Son of a bitch," cursed Danny as Steve's voice against roamed in his thoughts. His messy, messy thoughts. Sometimes, Danny wished he'd tell Steve what an idiot he is but he never wished to take it back. And, sometimes he told him what an idiot was. The difference was – this time, he wished to take it back but – couldn't.
Steve's words came into Danny's mind like the rain that was pouring, leaving him completely drenched.
Now, you don't have to like me. But right now, there's no one else to do this job.
- You're right. I don't like you.
Danny wished at that moment, more than ever, that he never had gone to this island. This damn island. The Sun that grew on him – he unexpectedly loathed it, the palms he thought of fondly – bothered him, the pineapples that he loved – he was sick of, and the partner he was keen on – was gone.
Steve McGarrett was gone, and Danny hadn't gone. He was still on the island, all alone. The waves never looked so tempting – the water never looked so dark – and Danny's heart never beat so slowly. This was the first time tears were seen on his face, even in pouring rain. It was the first time he wanted to fly – and crash. It was the first time he wanted Steve by his side – and have him there. And it was the first time Steve wasn't there.
to be continued...
A/N; Guess what, I've decided to give another fanfic a try! Don't worry, Aloha au ia 'oe will be finished and regularly updated each week! I just feel like writing something a bit different this time.
Well, here's the prologue to this fanfic. I genuinely hope you enjoy it, come back soon for a new chapter.
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