Another Kind.
By: Naomi Hunter.
Lyrics (bold): "Bliss" by Tori Amos.
Why is it, that you never see me? See my love for you radiating from my very soul? I just can't bring myself to outright tell you, because of all the what-ifs. What could happen to the band, what could happen to our friendship, your marriage, and my existence if you didn't love me in return…
I want to spend all eternity in a deep sleep, in the realm of dreams and fantasy, where you will unconditionally love me. Where there is no doubt that you'll love me. But Fantasy cannot satisfy me and my insatiable love for you.
I truly think that I'm some entity severed from your beautiful soul.
~*You know it's true, I'm part of you…*~
Your simple touches, on my arm, shoulder, hand fills me with such emotion…such Bliss…
How much I love you is unending.
I love how you smile when you are with me; so genuine and soft, boyish even. You look so young and free. Not like when you're with her. With her you don't even try and mask your misery. I know, Tohma. But, you told me once that I made you so happy…
~*So maybe we're a Bliss of another kind…*~
I touch your hand, gently and you look up; your silver-jade eyes meet mine.
"I love you," I say, as your lips wilt a little in confusion. You look from the papers detailing our tour dates, to me again.
"Of course…we're best friends-"
"No…Tohma…" I'm leaning forward, our own force of Gravitation luring me to you…leaning me towards your sweet, delicate lips. "I'm in love with you…" My hands touch your silky cheeks and I kiss you, unable to help myself. You gasp against my lips, and then softly moan. Your lips reciprocate fervently.
You gasp my name as my hand slips into your lap.
I open my eyes to see you staring at me, torn between responding to my advances and pulling away.
"I need you." I whisper as you swallow hard; your cheeks tinted as pink as Kumagorou.
~*Lately, I'm into circuitry…what it means to be
Made of you, but not enough for you…*~
"Ryuichi…" You say softly as I rest my face against your chest and repeat myself.
"I want to make you happy, Tohma…" I whisper as you tilt up my chin.
"Ryu…you already make me happy, it's just that we're…"
"So maybe we're a Bliss of another kind…" I plead as you smile somewhat strained, like you're holding back tears.
"Ryu…" You say softly, stroking my hair gently.
"I love you…I need you…I am part of you…"
You smile, more genuinely, happier this time.
"Yes, yes you are, Ryuichi…a very big part of me." You whisper and kiss me lovingly.
~*We're a Bliss
Of another kind…*~
[Ende.]
Hello all!
Naomi here. I strike again with more Toh-Ryu. ^-^; Vicious Cycle is snailing along. Don't worry. 3 you all who reviewed. I wrote this with Bliss on repeat, the first song with a non-Japanese origin I've listened to in months. (It's all been Dir en Grey, X Japan, hide, Nittle Grasper/K ITO Dk, Kotani Kinya, Cibo Matto and like…DDR music. O.o I'm weird, I know.) Tori is my girl. I love her. *worships Tori* I wanna see her live again. T_T
Anywho, this was just a shortie thing. No continuations. It came out to exactly one front/back page in my new notebook. Thank you Grandpa. 3. I don't know what the fuck is up with this though…it's written oddly. Whatever. I'm sleepy.
Please Review, Flame at your own risk. I'm not in a good mood lately; you might wind up getting a limb or two torn off…
3 ~Naomi Hunter