Last drabble..unless I get plenty of reviews. So I took a break from revising to edit and type this thing up so appreciate it :P I'd rant some more but I'm so tired..but yeah, read, review, the usual.
Drabble 10 – What Could Have Been
Watching the girl you love with another man hurts a lot. Ryou Shirogane knew this best of all. He watched the clumsy redhead he'd been in love with ever since they met. And as he did, he felt a slight pang of jealousy at the fact she was in Masaya Aoyama's arms, not his. Her expression seemed so dreamy, she seemed so happy, content. He wondered if they'd ever be. Ryou and Ichigo...Ichigo and Ryou. It sounded so good in his head, but he knew inside that it would never happen. Despite knowing this with a sad certainty, he still remained hopeful.
And the least he could do was be there for her. Yes, he'd always be there for this girl, the only one who'd ever made him feel this strong, overwhelming emotion. This emotion was called love, and Ryou hadn't experienced it since his parents died. But this was a different kind of love, a completely new feeling. A feeling that meant he would put himself in danger to protect her, let no harm come to her, be there to comfort her if she ever need it. He'd teach Masaya a lesson if he ever played with her fragile, easily breakable heart. Ryou Shirogane had never experienced such a strong emotion, and it was almost as if ever since he'd met this girl, all the sadness ever present in his heart after his parent died all those years ago, had vanished, or at least lessened.
He was no longer depressed, nearly suicidal, and being around this girl made him feel optimistic, happy, able to see what was good in life, with a glass half full attitude. She was constantly on his mind, and she had absolutely no idea of the effect she had on him. He doubted that these feelings were ever even acknowledged by her, let alone returned. He watched the two of them, the happy golden couple, holding hands across the table they were sat at. They were perfect together, he knew that. He stood at the door, bitterly watching this girl from a distance, imagining what could have been if he ever managed to express his feelings to her.
This girl, this one girl who was constantly messing with his mind, was Ichigo Momomiya, clumsy, petite, annoying, and Ryou Shirogane was unwillingly, uncontrollably, and irrevocably in love with her.