Four Years in the Making
By TearStar
Chapter Three
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Genkai shook and moaned through the echoing sound of raindrops. Last night was the worst of her nightmares. Crumbling building is like hell opening up, ready to swallow them. She admits she wanted to just stay there and die. To end all their suffering, but Yusuke kept him in this world. Her grandson rushed them out of the building.
She looked at his grandson; lying in her arms, with his left arm wrapped of old, ripped clothes. A chunk of concrete fell on Yusuke's arm, cracking the bone beneath thin muscles.
"Yusuke…"
They now found themselves away from the city, in the middle of a vast land with grasses swaying violently against the rain. She saw Yusuke holding a box on his right arm. She sobbed for she knew those were the materials Yusuke uses for studying. She ran her fingers over Yusuke's broken arm. Yusuke didn't budge…
"Don't leave me, Yusuke…" –she prayed as she sat in the middle of tall grasses, deep in the isolation of sorrow and loneliness.
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Kurama… Kurama! … Kurama? … Kurama!... Kurama…
"Yusuke!"
Kurama sat up as he woke from another dream of Yusuke. He had been like these for years. 4 years had passed since Yusuke and Genkai disappeared. And on those four years, he kept having the same dream; an album of flashbacks of his time with Yusuke. Every time, Yusuke calls his name out. It feels like there is something beneath the way Yusuke say his name but he can't quite figure it out. Yusuke voices his name so calm and so passionately. His name somehow sounds different when it comes from Yusuke's mouth.
Moments later, his alarm clock sounded off; time for work.
"Alright. Can't afford to miss the train today…"
Kurama still rides train and walks the same hallway where he met Yusuke. Hoping that one day a newspaper vendor and a strawberry jam vendor would go back to their respective spots. But that day could've happened four years ago… but Kurama doesn't care, he could wait for another four years for that day to come. Everyday, he never fails to walk that hallway and pass by the old spot where Yusuke lives, only now, the spot is occupied by an apartment.
"Karasu…" –He muttered as he answered his phone.
"Where are you?" -Karasu inquired.
"The same place. Do you have news?"
"No… I can't find him… well, it's first day of class today. Good luck, teacher!"
"Hmnhaha… thanks. Sorry for bugging you of Yusuke for he past four years."
"I understand… see you around! Bye."
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Laughter and happy voices of students filled the hallway of Tokyo AC High School. One of the schools where placement test passers study high school. Each student has their own story, Kurama knew that himself as he passed them by.
"Good morning, sir." –they greeted him.
"Good morning."
Yes, Kurama became a teacher. His life with Yusuke touched him so much. Yusuke's sudden disappearance made him decide to continue helping persons like Yusuke.
'I wonder what happened to you… you made me become a teacher… not that I regretted it…Well, that makes me wonder if I'm a successful teacher…'
He took in a deep breath as he walked in the classroom. The students went to their proper places and greeted him good morning. He answered and proceeded to his table; and began the roll call on his new class. He didn't look at the students, he just began calling them.
"Asahi, Oda?"
"Present!"
"Auri, Yumi?"
"Present!"
… And on and on he called the names of his students.
"U…" –Kurama blinked at his record book. "Ura…meshi, Yusuke?"
He looked up from his record book and saw Yusuke raising his hand with a smile.
"…I made it." –Yusuke answered.
Kurama was speechless, he kept staring at Yusuke. He can't believe Yusuke is there, sitting in his class, smiling at him… He smiled back and a tear escaped his eyes…
'I am successful…'
Kurama couldn't help it. He approached Yusuke and gave him an embrace.
"Kurama…"
"Yusuke…"
Kurama tightened the embrace, as if he never wanted to let go. Yusuke moved a little to put some space between them. They looked at each other eyes. No words should be spoken to see how much they've longed for each other… So they just let their lips do the job, slowly closing the gap between them in a passionate kiss; four years in the making.
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Wakas
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TearStar: End, people… just something out of inspiration for the mean time. Let me know what you think about it.