This group of drabbles was written for a meme on LiveJournal. The rules are to turn on your iPod/MP3, pick the first 9 songs and write a drabble for each of them inside the time frame for the song. You're not allowed to go on writing after the song has finished, which is why there's some very short pieces and some VERY shoddy writing in here.
Homecoming/The Death Of St Jimmy – Green Day
Today it was flowers. The vibrant red of his brushstrokes was so bright it seemed to pulse on the canvas, a stark contrast to the dull grey of the desk and the walls and the sky behind the windowpanes.
Soubi raised his hand, holding his brush like a scalpel, and breathed a stem, a bud, a petal. A light wash became a sky marred by stormclouds; spots of white were dew beads lingering on the edge of leaves. A landscape swam into being beneath his hand, and for a moment he experienced the rush where he is the one to control, and not the one to be controlled – and then last night's bruises throbbed and he winced, rubbing gingerly at his collarbone beneath his shirt.
When he next put brush to canvas he did it carefully; deliberately, but he seemed almost insecure as he marked the curve of a wing and sketched a trail of movement.
Back to painting butterflies.
And on the other side of Soubi's world, Ritsu sat slightly slumped in his chair, staring out of the window as the first autumnal beads of rain rolled down the glass, clinging to leaves and flowers which shivered as a chill wind blew through the school grounds.
The milky sunlight glinted off his glasses and reflected back onto the wings of a pinned butterfly in a case above his desk. For a heartbeat they seemed to shift or to flutter; then Ritsu turned his head back to the computer screen, and the illusion was broken, leaving the room deathly still and shrouded in a silence that was punctuated only by the erratic tapping of the keyboard.
Ritsu remembered that, once, this room would have echoed with the crack of a whip, and he sighed.
