Author: chescaOtaku
Pairings: RuHana, SenHana, Hana/?
Status: ongoing; 1/?
Genre: Shounen-Ai; Romance, Drama and Angst
Rating: PG-13 for mature content
Disclaimers: Standard disclaimers apply. These guys do not belong to me, you all know it… it belongs to Takehiko Inoue-sama. So… n_n
Author's Notes: O.o I'm back with another ficcie!!!!!!!!!! It's been ages since I've written one… I took a looooong break after writing At the End of the Road 'cause I've really been very very busy. You know how junior year goes…. Hell and back and hell again. //sighs// anyweiz… this is for all of you who love shounen-ai to the extreme!! ^_______^ Btw… this is still unedited… so do expect lots of.. err.. grammatical errors. I know I really have a weakness when it comes to this aspect in writing… so to any of you who wish to edit this prologue… feel free to mail me and I'll give you proper credits for it. ^^;
Warning: Ok.. Last babbling: if you think this is all mushy and WAFFy… think again. And if you consider this fic as all smiles and hearts … think again and again. ^^;
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A Light in Your Eyes Prologue: Of Life and Fate* * *
It was late in the night, quarter to twelve to be exact, and still, slumber hadn't found its way to me. I gently kicked the pillows out, weakly tossed and turned in my bed until my blanket twisted my thin and sickly body. I suddenly closed my eyes, hoping to travel in the dreamland… but without any success. So I finally gave up and wobbly walked all the way to my desk near the window. I sighed several times before I was finally able to gather my thoughts and settled my mind.
I know. This is it—this is now or never.
I am well aware that I have to pour it all out, let it all go… before the time would come that I could no longer unravel what I hide inside. People who knew me would surely be flabbergasted when they see me in a state such as this, but then, who was I to care anyway? I just needed to write and pour out all the excruciating and wonderful memories I held dear in my heart. I have to write and give this to him… before I lose my chance again.
I gently throbbed my aching head; slowly lowered my gaze to the table below me and searched for a pen. I luckily found one near my journal and removed its cap. I then opened my journal and slowly began to write.
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What is life? What defines life? What about fate? What about… a certain light in the eyes? These are the questions that boggle my mind frequently when I am in my teenage stage. I can still recall how I look up at the stars every night and ponder about them. During that moment, I thought I'd never unlock the meaning of each… only to find out that I'm wrong in the end. For an unlikely person came up and changed everything I believed in. How did he come about? Well, life and fate is pretty responsible for that matter.
Life is very profound, nearly unfathomable. It has a lot of hoops and loops that make people stumble, but there are also sudden "divine interventions" that make people feel happy, or exalted, to be more accurate. Life is like a maze, a labyrinth full of unclear paths and obstacles. One can go insane with one wrong turn. Then, here comes fate to the rescue and helps one get a clear cut of what life is all about. And from there, fate starts to generate the true story of a person. How, one may ask. When life entwines with fate, it enables the former to do a sudden, extraordinary change—a change that embeds a deep mark on the heart of a person. Forever. And due to that, as I have said earlier, a story, a life-lasting experience starts.
Just like when my life joined forces with fate… eight years ago.
That interlacing moment made a tremendous change in my life. It changed from its tiniest detail to its largest aspect and belief. And from there is where my true story in life begins.
Eight years ago, I am but a sports-minded man who has only one ultimate dream: to go to the USA to train and be a basketball star. Yet, everything changed when fate entered my life and gave me a chance to meet the most wonderful person with the most wonderful dreams. Why wonderful? Because he showed and taught me not only the true meaning of love and friendship but taught me the most wonderful form of love a man can ever share and give: to truly and fully love someone without expecting to be loved in return. And that made all the difference in my life.
Then, he also taught me to read people's eyes. Such wonderful learning I got there. When there is twinkle in the eyes of a person, there is joy. When there is darkness in the eyes, there is grief and sorrow, and when there is a light in the eyes… there is love. And that is how I learned to know about people's emotions. He taught all that. Now, I believe the quote that goes, "Eyes are the mirrors of a human being's emotions."
Yet, my story—especially the year I've known him—isn't as simple, as mushy and as sentimental as you may conclude; it has a lot of interweaving, sadness and challenge. In one angle, you will cry with me and in the next, you will laugh at my silliness. In a moment, you will be dead serious and in the next you will smile. Complicated, isn't it? Ah, wonders of fate and life… Anyway.
I am Rukawa Kaede, twenty-three years old, and this is how it all began…
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-=Tsuzuku =-
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