Hey there, new ficcy is there :o~ not Gingas, it get still a beat reading
at the moment X___X and maybe this afternoon :o~ but now an other ficcy of
the same pairring, thanks to saphire and Kurenai who have a close look on
it :o~~~ *cuddles both*
~ Monuments ~
On a day like this began the rest of my life...
I never expected how a small bed like this could feel so empty... my hands embrace
the pillow and pull it close to me. Even if I try to imagine that it is you who
I am feeling, it is not your warmth, not your closeness. A time ago, on a spring
evening, you told me not to cry when you die. I don't really remember what
brought us up to this topic, but I know exactly how a cold feeling wrapped my
heart. The next thing I realized was your crow-black eyes which looked
questioningly at me as my hand hit your cheek. I pulled you close to me and
embraced you, told you not to say such things when death was so far away. I felt
so sorry for hurting you. You didn't answer, have you known that your way was
going to end soon?
I miss all the little trivial things which I get used to, every day. That I was
addicted to them, I just realized when they were gone. To wake up next to you
every morning, seeing you curled up in my arms. Something so ordinary, but just
now I see how special these moments are. Your warm lips on my skin, your tender
touches.....
When you died a big part of myself went with you and left me alone in an endless
darkness. I only feel the coldness which fills up my entire body and lets my
heart freeze, it is the only thing I feel since you are now gone.
By day I can dispel all this, I try to do my job as normal as possible. I force
myself to smile, so the others think that I'm okay. What kind of Shinobi would I
be when all others were able to see that I am so lost 'cause of my feelings for
you, when they knew that I broke down on that one day. Nobody should take care
of me, 'cause there is nothing that they can do for me....
At night all things fall off of me. When I open the door in the evening I expect
you coming out of one room and greeting me. And on evenings like this, I open
the door and hear your voice, hear you calling for me. But you are not there,
will never be....
I don't visit your grave, because when it gives a place where I sense you more
than anywhere else, then it is here, in this flat which we shared for only just
a short period of time. I wish I could be with you. What would I give to hold
you in my arms again?
My views glide out of the window, the silver moon stands fully on the sky,
shines into this little room. It reminds me of this one night...
On the window-sill crows are sitting, these birds were your companions wherever
you went. Sometimes they come here, but I wish you would sit on the window
instead of them and look at me with your innocent eyes, Hayate...
In a night like this, I lost all I ever owned...
~ Owari ~
in memory of Gekkou Hayate and dedicted to RedFireDragon; and maybe also
gingaktb for being my god of GenHaya ficcys.
~ Monuments ~
On a day like this began the rest of my life...
I never expected how a small bed like this could feel so empty... my hands embrace
the pillow and pull it close to me. Even if I try to imagine that it is you who
I am feeling, it is not your warmth, not your closeness. A time ago, on a spring
evening, you told me not to cry when you die. I don't really remember what
brought us up to this topic, but I know exactly how a cold feeling wrapped my
heart. The next thing I realized was your crow-black eyes which looked
questioningly at me as my hand hit your cheek. I pulled you close to me and
embraced you, told you not to say such things when death was so far away. I felt
so sorry for hurting you. You didn't answer, have you known that your way was
going to end soon?
I miss all the little trivial things which I get used to, every day. That I was
addicted to them, I just realized when they were gone. To wake up next to you
every morning, seeing you curled up in my arms. Something so ordinary, but just
now I see how special these moments are. Your warm lips on my skin, your tender
touches.....
When you died a big part of myself went with you and left me alone in an endless
darkness. I only feel the coldness which fills up my entire body and lets my
heart freeze, it is the only thing I feel since you are now gone.
By day I can dispel all this, I try to do my job as normal as possible. I force
myself to smile, so the others think that I'm okay. What kind of Shinobi would I
be when all others were able to see that I am so lost 'cause of my feelings for
you, when they knew that I broke down on that one day. Nobody should take care
of me, 'cause there is nothing that they can do for me....
At night all things fall off of me. When I open the door in the evening I expect
you coming out of one room and greeting me. And on evenings like this, I open
the door and hear your voice, hear you calling for me. But you are not there,
will never be....
I don't visit your grave, because when it gives a place where I sense you more
than anywhere else, then it is here, in this flat which we shared for only just
a short period of time. I wish I could be with you. What would I give to hold
you in my arms again?
My views glide out of the window, the silver moon stands fully on the sky,
shines into this little room. It reminds me of this one night...
On the window-sill crows are sitting, these birds were your companions wherever
you went. Sometimes they come here, but I wish you would sit on the window
instead of them and look at me with your innocent eyes, Hayate...
In a night like this, I lost all I ever owned...
~ Owari ~
in memory of Gekkou Hayate and dedicted to RedFireDragon; and maybe also
gingaktb for being my god of GenHaya ficcys.