Well, I'm goin at it again. As normal I don't any of this stuff, so please don't sue me, okay? Please read and review!!!
Leaves
By: Meg-chan
It was a crisp fall day; the weather in northern Vermont was beautiful as usual. The beautiful colors had passed, and the leaves had all fallen to the ground. In a place with so many trees, falling leaves was almost as bad as a blizzard. The afternoon sun threw bright reds and oranges onto an old farmhouse and it began to glow almost as vividly as the hair of the young man outside raking the leaves. He cursed as a blister popped on his sore hands.
"Shit!" He stuck his finger in his mouth and sucked a bit. A moment later another man walked out of the front door carrying two cups of hot apple cider. He smiled at his friend who stood in a pile of leaves wearing an old pair of baggy jeans and a sweatshirt that had to be as old as he was.
The older man stood watching. He had always wondered why Tasuki had worn those clothes. They had plenty of money and he had nicer clothes he just chose not to wear them. The fiery man claimed he was more at home in his old clothes. They had moved out of the city some time ago, but the memories of those few months still haunted him from time to time. He had to admit that those clothes did suit him though…
"Tasuki-kun! How about some cider to warm you up no da?" As Chichiri walked down the steps and across the yard, a breeze blew and played with his bangs.
The younger man smiled, a small fang poking out of the side of his mouth. The same breeze blew his wild hair around and clouded his vision a bit. "Fuck that sounds good." Chichiri handed him the mug, and they sat down together on the steps of the house.
Ever since college Tasuki and Chichiri had been best friends. Once they had enough money, from Chichiri's teaching job and Tasuki's photography studio, they relocated up to Vermont. Chichiri now taught World literature at the University of Vermont, and Tasuki had opened up a new studio. Lately, there seemed to be a silence between them, and Tasuki knew just what was causing it.
The fiery hair man's feelings had changed. He didn't want to be "friends" with Chichiri anymore, but now that he had realized these feelings he was at a loss for words whenever he was around the older man. Tasuki wanted more than anything to be with Chichiri but he didn't know what to do. Every time he tried to tell him he got this far- "Chichiri…I…I…" then Chichiri would reply, "What is it Tasuki-kun?" And Tasuki would answer "I…I need to use the bathroom." It was getting pathetic.
Chichiri had also noticed the change in his friend. Tasuki was far too quiet and he didn't seem as apt to horse around anymore. Chichiri wondered if something he had done had caused this change, but he tried not to think about it too much. He was happy to be with Tasuki and couldn't stand the thought of him being mad at him.
They finished their cider in silence, and stared as the sun set. "It's getting to dark to work no da. I think we should go inside now."
"Damn, I didn't get even half of the yard done…"
"I finished my grading, so how about tomorrow we finish together no da?"
Tasuki smiled. This was the opportunity he needed, and he would take it, he swore. "Sounds like the best idea I've heard in a long time."
So? Did you like so far? It'll get better, I promise.
~Meg-chan
