Alright! For those of you who've been waiting, here's Chapter 2 of
Incomplete. I'm sorry I couldn't get it up sooner, I've had writer's block
(And high school finals to study for) this week! **Itai! Those aren't
fun!** Anyway, here you go, and please review and enjoy! ^_^
~Midnight.Star~
Usual disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yuugi. Watase-san Yu does, she just lets me borrow Tamahome a lot. **Thank you!** ^_^
Mou, please bear with me, minna-san! ^_^** I'm not trying to write one of those thirty second turnabouts where the main characters have a thirty second change of heart. (i.e.: "I hate you!" He said to the girl he'd never met in his life, when he bumped into her at school. Looking into her eyes, he realized. "I... I love you, never leave me, etc.." Everyone's all happy. No plot. The end.) I mean, I understand it if it's a really good story, with much detail and an existant plot line, but then again... ***Kenshin "Oro!" -_-*** So please help me make it a good story! Arigato gozaimasu!
He sits, facing me across my usually lonely kitchen table, sipping tea. I listen to him talking, I can feel my heart beating hard, maybe even loudly. Tamahome. where are your memories? The deadly battles with Nakago, stealing kisses on the trellis by the lake, even waking up next to you at Taiitsukun's. All those, memories which I'll never forget. But no, you don't remember. Even if you do, I'm still happy. You're here. You kept your promise, didn't you? I love you. I love you-
"Miaka?" I realize he's stopped talking, noticing that I've drifted off. "Miaka, are you okay?" His bright eyes are worried, he looks apprehensively at me.
"Oh, I'm fine. I just was thinking."
"About?"
"Nothing, really." I take another sip of my green tea, my eyes wander to the clock. It reads one thirty in the morning. Have we been talking that long? Looking over to Taka, I catch him watching me, and look away, blushing. "Taka. it's two thirty in the morning." He glances over at the clock, and grins.
"Really? Doesn't feel like very long to me. Maybe I should be going." He starts to get up, but sits back down on my couch, raising a hand to his face, and sighs.
"Are you okay, Taka?" He nods, stating that he's just tired. Work today had taken more out of him than he had thought. "Well, let me get my jacket, and I'll go downstairs with you to catch a cab or something, okay?" Without even letting him answer a 'no', I spin on my heel over to my room, seizing my coat. Choking down tears as I go, I don't want him to leave. Not when I've just found him.
Walking back out, Taka is slipping into his black coat as well, and we take the elevator down, exchanging light conversation. When we get outside, though, it's different. I don't know what to say. What do you say to someone you don't want leaving? He drifts off as well, obviously reluctant to call one of the cabs still out.
"Miaka." he begins, I feel the tears of separation in my eyes. In the book, we never had to leave each other. He was there at a moment's notice, being just down the hall from my room. "How can I reach you?" He suddenly says, and I blush lightly, smiling.
"I'm always here." He gives me a strange look, before shaking his head once more and grinning. Apologizing, I reach into my pocket, pulling out a blue pen. I take hold of his wrist, turning his palm up to write my number on it, followed by my name. Stepping back, as if to turn away, I am stopped when I feel Taka's hand enclose mine, and he takes the pen gently out of my other one. He writes his number too, before lifting up my hand and gently placing a soft kiss on the palm, his eyes never leaving mine. With the gasp that escapes me, he brightens, before straightening up.
We both see a lone cab, and his watch tells him he'll be up in only a couple of hours for work. Tomorrow signals the weekend, I'll call him first thing, I plan in my head. Taka raises his hand, the driver easily spots him, and edges up to the curb. He begins to get in, wishing me a good evening, and that he'll see me tomorrow.
I spin away, my heart is breaking, my mind is making a decision, I can't hold onto him like I did before. But it's you, and I've waited so long for you, to be here. . . "Taka. Taka.!" I can't do it. I can't let him go. I turn on my heel, he turns my direction. Faster. he'll get away. Before I know it, I leap up onto him, burying my face in his neck, throwing my arms tightly around his waist.
Surprised, Taka shakingly puts his arms around me, looking down at me. "... M-Miaka?"
"Don't go.. Whatever you do, please don't go!" Tears well up in my eyes, I'm crying brightly. "I've lost you once before..! I can't go through that again. Please don't make me. . . ."
"Miaka, I don't have to leave if you don't want me to." Leaning down, he whispers lightly, "Do you want me to stay?"
"Yes! I mean," What do I say? I love you, never leave me? "Tama- Taka, I-" Stopping, realization comes with what I'm saying. "I shouldn't be so selfish, I'm sorry. I'll," I try again, with a smile forced on. "See you tomorrow, then, right?" Taka feels it too, the pain of separation. I can tell by his wide, sparkling eyes.
"I'll call you in the morning. Maybe.." He looks hopeful. "We could get together after work." He grins, I'm melting again. My heart is beating, and in his embrace, I hear him whisper huskily into my ear, "Sweet dreams." A shiver runs rapidly throughout my body, he smiles to himself.
Taka returns to the cab, climbs in, and is taken away from me once more. Watching the cab make its journey down the street, I finally realize my body is trembling, I can't help myself. The cold goes unnoticed now, my mind is racing. I stand there for a long time on the street.
So, what did you all think? I really hope that you guys like this (I don't, but anyway, I want to make all my readers happy). Please read and review, it really helps authors to get chapters up faster. ^_~ ***hint hint*** Thank you all! Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! ^_^
~Midnight.Star~
Usual disclaimer: I do not own Fushigi Yuugi. Watase-san Yu does, she just lets me borrow Tamahome a lot. **Thank you!** ^_^
Mou, please bear with me, minna-san! ^_^** I'm not trying to write one of those thirty second turnabouts where the main characters have a thirty second change of heart. (i.e.: "I hate you!" He said to the girl he'd never met in his life, when he bumped into her at school. Looking into her eyes, he realized. "I... I love you, never leave me, etc.." Everyone's all happy. No plot. The end.) I mean, I understand it if it's a really good story, with much detail and an existant plot line, but then again... ***Kenshin "Oro!" -_-*** So please help me make it a good story! Arigato gozaimasu!
He sits, facing me across my usually lonely kitchen table, sipping tea. I listen to him talking, I can feel my heart beating hard, maybe even loudly. Tamahome. where are your memories? The deadly battles with Nakago, stealing kisses on the trellis by the lake, even waking up next to you at Taiitsukun's. All those, memories which I'll never forget. But no, you don't remember. Even if you do, I'm still happy. You're here. You kept your promise, didn't you? I love you. I love you-
"Miaka?" I realize he's stopped talking, noticing that I've drifted off. "Miaka, are you okay?" His bright eyes are worried, he looks apprehensively at me.
"Oh, I'm fine. I just was thinking."
"About?"
"Nothing, really." I take another sip of my green tea, my eyes wander to the clock. It reads one thirty in the morning. Have we been talking that long? Looking over to Taka, I catch him watching me, and look away, blushing. "Taka. it's two thirty in the morning." He glances over at the clock, and grins.
"Really? Doesn't feel like very long to me. Maybe I should be going." He starts to get up, but sits back down on my couch, raising a hand to his face, and sighs.
"Are you okay, Taka?" He nods, stating that he's just tired. Work today had taken more out of him than he had thought. "Well, let me get my jacket, and I'll go downstairs with you to catch a cab or something, okay?" Without even letting him answer a 'no', I spin on my heel over to my room, seizing my coat. Choking down tears as I go, I don't want him to leave. Not when I've just found him.
Walking back out, Taka is slipping into his black coat as well, and we take the elevator down, exchanging light conversation. When we get outside, though, it's different. I don't know what to say. What do you say to someone you don't want leaving? He drifts off as well, obviously reluctant to call one of the cabs still out.
"Miaka." he begins, I feel the tears of separation in my eyes. In the book, we never had to leave each other. He was there at a moment's notice, being just down the hall from my room. "How can I reach you?" He suddenly says, and I blush lightly, smiling.
"I'm always here." He gives me a strange look, before shaking his head once more and grinning. Apologizing, I reach into my pocket, pulling out a blue pen. I take hold of his wrist, turning his palm up to write my number on it, followed by my name. Stepping back, as if to turn away, I am stopped when I feel Taka's hand enclose mine, and he takes the pen gently out of my other one. He writes his number too, before lifting up my hand and gently placing a soft kiss on the palm, his eyes never leaving mine. With the gasp that escapes me, he brightens, before straightening up.
We both see a lone cab, and his watch tells him he'll be up in only a couple of hours for work. Tomorrow signals the weekend, I'll call him first thing, I plan in my head. Taka raises his hand, the driver easily spots him, and edges up to the curb. He begins to get in, wishing me a good evening, and that he'll see me tomorrow.
I spin away, my heart is breaking, my mind is making a decision, I can't hold onto him like I did before. But it's you, and I've waited so long for you, to be here. . . "Taka. Taka.!" I can't do it. I can't let him go. I turn on my heel, he turns my direction. Faster. he'll get away. Before I know it, I leap up onto him, burying my face in his neck, throwing my arms tightly around his waist.
Surprised, Taka shakingly puts his arms around me, looking down at me. "... M-Miaka?"
"Don't go.. Whatever you do, please don't go!" Tears well up in my eyes, I'm crying brightly. "I've lost you once before..! I can't go through that again. Please don't make me. . . ."
"Miaka, I don't have to leave if you don't want me to." Leaning down, he whispers lightly, "Do you want me to stay?"
"Yes! I mean," What do I say? I love you, never leave me? "Tama- Taka, I-" Stopping, realization comes with what I'm saying. "I shouldn't be so selfish, I'm sorry. I'll," I try again, with a smile forced on. "See you tomorrow, then, right?" Taka feels it too, the pain of separation. I can tell by his wide, sparkling eyes.
"I'll call you in the morning. Maybe.." He looks hopeful. "We could get together after work." He grins, I'm melting again. My heart is beating, and in his embrace, I hear him whisper huskily into my ear, "Sweet dreams." A shiver runs rapidly throughout my body, he smiles to himself.
Taka returns to the cab, climbs in, and is taken away from me once more. Watching the cab make its journey down the street, I finally realize my body is trembling, I can't help myself. The cold goes unnoticed now, my mind is racing. I stand there for a long time on the street.
So, what did you all think? I really hope that you guys like this (I don't, but anyway, I want to make all my readers happy). Please read and review, it really helps authors to get chapters up faster. ^_~ ***hint hint*** Thank you all! Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! ^_^
~Midnight.Star~