Um. Yeah. I hate myself for not finishing TSIC, but I'll do it eventually. I swear. This… is inspired off a YouTube video. Um, had to get this out, consider it my outbreak of SoRiku in the midst of AkuRoku. Kinda short, this is.
And hot damn, someone died again.
Warning! Implied butt53ck5. If you're that sensitive, you shouldn't be reading fanfiction.
Disclaimer: Nope, not yet, but soon…
I'm not going to think about him.
I'm not going to think about him.
I'm not going to think about him anymore.
I'm not going to think about the way he looked.
I'm not going to think about the sound of his voice.
I'm not going to think about his bright blue eyes.
I'm not going to think about how he smelled like cinnamon.
I'm not going to think about how I wouldn't let him name the stupid raft.
I'm not going to think about how we didn't even end up using the raft.
I'm not going to think about all the pain and trouble I caused him.
I'm not going to think about how he accepted me after all that anyway.
I'm not going to think about how happy he always was.
I'm not going to think about the look on his face as the door shut.
I'm not going to think about how I always wanted to be something more than just childhood friends.
I'm not going to think about how happy we both were the day that happened.
I'm not going to think about the first time we kissed.
I'm not going to think about the smooth tanned skin of his back.
I'm not going to think about how he was so small and thin that holding him was like holding a delicate baby bird.
I'm not going to think about how he'd hold my hand no matter who was looking.
I'm not going to think about her reaction when she found out.
I'm not going to think about how sometimes it seemed like we were the only two people on Earth.
I'm not going to think about the way he could change from goofy to serious in a second.
I'm not going to think about how much I loved his goofy side.
I'm not going to think about his 'serious' face.
I'm not going to think about the one time he'd been drunk and tried to cook Pop-tarts but didn't remove the wrapper because the box didn't specifically say to.
I'm not going to think about his spiky yet soft hair.
I'm not going to think about how for a long time it seemed like it was really gonna work out.
I'm not going to think about the time I'd come home to see a box full of every gift I'd ever given him on my doorstep.
I'm not going to think about whatever he may have been doing when I'd found it.
I'm not going to think about how he should have felt when I'd broken my wrist because of him.
I'm not going to think about the many times he'd called me just to change a light bulb, or fix the coat rack, or repair the sink, or squash a giant bug.
I'm not going to think about how I'd hated him for not calling anymore because he must've found someone else to do it.
I'm not going to think about the day I got a call from the hospital concerning him.
I'm not going to think about how I remember the exact time, date and place when and where his wake was held.
I'm not going to think about the tears I cried for someone who didn't love me back, only to realize that it wasn't that they didn't love me, it was that they had died.
I'm not going to think about how much I love him still.
I'm not going to think about him anymore.
I'm not going to think about him.
I'm not going to think about him.
…
Maybe one day I'll stop thinking about him.
END!
So ya. If you've seen this vid, you'll know that this is similar. Had nothing to do with KH2, let alone SoRiku, so yosh.
I'll go work on the other thingy, even if no one reads it. Which, I know there's a few people who do, but mostly cause it'd bug me if I didn't.
Righto. I give credit where credit is due, cause I stole a line or two when I got stuck.
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