Pairing: Fuji x Atobe

Disclaimer: Prince of Tennis does not belong to me.

Part: 3/?

Genre: Angst/Fantasy/Romance

Warning: OCC

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Heaven's tear

Atobe's pov

Again.

I had woken myself up in the middle of the night. I felt a cold chill rushing through me. I traced my hand to my face and I felt it there again. Something wet and cold had stained my face during the night.

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Tears.

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I woke up in tears again. I had that dream again. Lately, I had been plague by the same dream. In the dream world, I recalled being in a place that appeared to be out of this world and each time I had that dream the situations would be different but it was always with the same guy.

It was a different dream each time but in essences I felt like I was reliving the same dream over and over again. It had haunted me since the beginning of this year. Every time I had that dream I craved to find out the identity of the other guy.

He seemed so familiar to me.

Flashbacks.

Yes, that was what my dreams reminded me of. Flashbacks of memories that I couldn't recalled but that seemed so bogus. I don't know who the other person was and I couldn't see his face but I was sad. I don't know why I was experiencing sadness but every time he visited me in the dream world I would wake up in tears and a stabbing pain in my chest.

Watching him faded in front of me made my eyes watery. Watching him faded in front of me made me felt numbed inside.

But who was he?

Why couldn't I just remember?

It was the same routine. I would wake up remembering every single detail about the dream except for his face.

Did I forget someone of great importance to me?

Did I forget someone that I wasn't supposed to forget … ever?

Maybe one of these nights I will figure out who he was.

Maybe one of these nights he will stayed till the morning.

Fuji's pov

I am sorry, love. Watching you suffered was the last thing that I wanted but I needed you to remember.

I miss having you in my arms. I miss the smell of your scent.

Do you have any idea how much strength it took for me to hold back the desire to be with you? The need to feel your presence was starting to take a toll on me.

Why did I fell for you?

We weren't supposed to meet and you were someone that was supposed to be out of my reach. You were the light that I detested. You were everything that I couldn't stand but I fell for you. I fell for you like a falling rock unable to resist the pull of gravity.

I didn't resist.

I didn't fight.

Like an outsider, I was watching myself falling hard for you even thought everything that you represented made me sick and repulsed me.

Light

Innocence

Purification

Your presence was so bright and luminous that you blinded my senses. I hated the world that you live in. I avoid the door to heaven at all cost because I couldn't stand the singing and the light.

Yet, I know that I love you. That was the one thing that I had never question. That was the one thing that will never change. I had search for you for many lifetimes. Every life time, there were others who tried to tempted me but I felt immune to their cheap tactics.

I was immune to everyone because you had me at "hello" and no one ever came close to making me feel like the way you did.

I didn't know that I was capable of love but the feeling that I felt when I first meet you had convince me that love does exist

I will never forget that day.

I usually like to keep my eyes close whenever I was near places that scream and give off the atmosphere of tranquility. It was quiet that day. It was peaceful and I surprised myself by looking up at the sky. It was at that moment that I saw you. You stood out among the group. The first thing I noticed about you was your voice. It had a soothing effect on me and when I turned and saw you, during that brief moment I had managed to engrave your image in my head.

But there was something about you that interest me. Even thought you were smiling I can sensed a sadness coming from you and my curiosity was aroused. When you were all alone, I walk over and you surprised me by saying "hello" first.

You were lying on the ground with your eyes closed, so I asked you, "What are you looking at?"

Your eyes were still close at that moment. A slight movement and a reply slipped pass your lip, "A pitch of blackness."

You told me that the light was suffocating you and I laughed. Before meeting you I never considered the possibility of sharing a genuine laugh with an angel but the more time I spent with you the more you continue to surprise me.

You were the only angel that I know who was seeking comfort from darkness.

I remembered saying, "I thought all angels love the light and bath in its might glory for all its worth."

That was the first time we met.

That was the first time that we talk.

I want you to remember everything. I don't want to tell you our story. I want you to experience everything first handed and not as an outsider.

Why did you forget everything that we shared?

Why did I remember everything?

Morning will come soon. I will see you again when the night fall, my love.

TBC…