Final chapter! This is nothing compared to the previous chapters, and I really want to apologize to all of you for the relatively-late update. I pretty much ran out of ideas for this ship, so let me end this story once and for all (huhu). raiu2112 my dear, I hope you don't kill me with your scythe for this one HAHAHA.
It's a bit rushed and may be forced in some parts. My usual beta isn't much of a slash shipper so I couldn't ask him to go over this one for me. Sorry for the quality :( Thank you so much for putting up with me 'til the end of this drabble fic. *hugs you all and bows before the entire fanbase*
Disclaimer: I do not own Sekaiichi Hatsukoi and its characters. All rights go to Nakamura Shungiku-sensei. :)
The rain is falling; dark wisps of stormy clouds overpowering the once calm blue of the sky. It is the same as much as it is different.
It's been ten years since then.
He doesn't love him anymore.
Ah.
He shouldn't love him anymore.
"Uhm, I-"
And yet…
"I…"
And yet…
"I really do…"
But the barriers come crashing down as he remains once again as that young little boy of sixteen years old. Anxious. Trembling. Uncertain.
"I really do love you, Sempai."
And the rain is falling, and his vision is blurring; as his words fall on deaf ears, lost to the air, like their breaths mixing with the chilled weather fog.
His head spins and his mind swims and his thoughts are all too jumbled up to even render him the slightest bit coherent. The green-eyed boy clamps his eyes shut, lashes fluttering with his quivering eyelids.
Neither of them says anything else. Ritsu opts to remain silent.
His hand sweats, amidst the cold, burning with heat from the raven's slightest touch. Long fingers silently wrap around his own, the larger hand cradling his once-clenched fist. Knees buckle, threatening to falter; and yet, as he holds onto the hand of the larger man, he feels his grip tighten and posture steady with ease. A calming warmth fills him up, blood rushing through his veins, as his pale cheeks flush bright with embarrassment.
He doesn't let go.
And his pulse is racing and his heart is beating; resounding loudly from within his tightened chest. A noise so loud that it rivals even the thunderous pitter-patter of the rain slamming mercilessly against the pavement.
"That's one loud heartbeat there."
"It...It's not mine, I–" the boy stutters, tripping over the words of the response he tries to make out.
"I know. It's mine," came the sly reply of the raven, before locking their lips and stealing yet another kiss from across his freezing lips.
And it's wrong, he knows. But he doesn't stop. And his mind is spinning and his thoughts are screaming, stop stop stop – no, don't stop. His virtue sucked away by their lasting kisses and lingering touches; the taste of the raven's breath sends a fever burning from within the younger's battered frame.
Oh God, how he wanted this.
And just like the rain, he shall fall, deeper and deeper into the sweetness of his lust and his long-desired sin.
How can something so wrong feel so good?
It is the same as much as it is different.
-x-
And it's when Yokozawa – that dreaded man – asks him to confirm his feelings for the raven the very next day, that Ritsu knows for certain that amidst the fleeting glimpses and the longing stares, there's no more use denying the only response he can give to answer the salesman's query.
Yes.
He does love him.
The End.
Cheesy ending is cheesy, I know. I'm sorry. I couldn't think of anything else, so please just leave me to wither away in my lame fantasies. HAHAHA. Honestly, I can't wait for more chapter updates for the manga. Gah.
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