IT'S ALL AN ACT
PAIRING: COUNTERPARTSHIPPING- Yuto x Yuya
SUMMARY: One day, the famous actor and performer, Yuya Sakaki, got attacked and nearly killed on his way home. The mysterious Yuto saved his life and introduced him to a world far more magical and wonderful than Yuya could have ever dreamed - and far more dangerous than he could handle on his own. But Yuto has promised to protect him... no matter the personal cost.
'So,' Yuya began, turning around to look at his saviour. 'My name's Yuya Sakaki, and you have no idea how grateful I am that you saved my life.'
The stranger's expression was cold and utterly composed. Dual-toned hair of violet and black swept upwards, towards the right side of his head. Grey eyes looked coolly at him. He inclined his head slightly in silent acknowledgement. Silence stretched on. Yuya inwardly sweat-dropped. What did you even say in a situation like this?
'Hello, my name is Yuto,' the stranger said after what felt like forever, introducing himself.
Yuya started, red eyes widening in recognition.
Wait- that name-
His dream. The one that he'd woken up from too many times to count in the last few months.
A blinding pain, the sensation of falling...
"Hello, my name is Yuto."
A photo... the glimpse of a face...
"You're the one that killed her!"
A figure in white races towards him, followed by a figure clad in black. He's falling, falling, falling...
"YUYA!"
Yuto watched him, frowning. The red-eyed boy couldn't quite bring himself to care, his mind whirring a mile a minute. That dream... that damn dream... It had kept him a lot of nights, wondering just why he had it so many times. Over and over and over again. Because there had to be a meaning. Because there was simply no way he dreamt the same thing so many times for no reason.
And now, Yuto had said the same thing as he did in the dream, word for word...
It can't be.
Yuya looked at Yuto, hands clenching.
'I need to know what's going on.'
Yuto merely nodded in reply.
'I'll try to keep it brief, there's a chance we're still being followed.' He said calmly.
Followed? After all that? Yuya stifled a groan.
Oh, you have got to be kidding me.
Suddenly, a wave of exhaustion crashed over him. His lids felt heavy. It had been a tiring, confusing day that stretched into a tiring, confusing evening, and it looked like it wasn't even over yet. Or would be anytime soon.
Wincing, Yuya trembled with the effort of holding himself up. He finally looked around, trying to find some place to sit down. They were in some sort of park, not too far from the main streets of the city. It was pitch black dark and the two of them were alone. The late-night air was cold, nipping at his skin. Stars twinkled like millions and millions of jewels, far away, studding the night sky. Yuya couldn't feel much appreciate for the beauty, as he was somehow simultaneously too tired from his painfully long day, and too distracted by his racing thoughts.
Yuto sighed and abruptly turned around, black material billowing out behind him.
'Let's find a place to sit.'
Yuya nodded and hurried after him, after a final uneasy look around.
What the actual hell is going on?