Ooh! I'm so happy! People liked my story! I wasn't sure if anyone would.
Well, I told you if enough people reviewed I'd post the next chapter, and
I must admit, I'm satisfied with the number of reviews I got. So here it
is...Chapter 2!
One more thing I added in the author notes of chapter 1, the first person- besides Shadoe- who can guess what significance April 6th has (the date at the beginning of Suguru's journal entry) can pick any pairing they want and I'll write a fic for them. So, everyone review, and give me your ideas.
Thank you to everyone who reviewed.
Chapter 2: Stargazing
Suguru sat up suddenly, awaking from his nightmare. 'That's what I get for eating chocolate before bed.' Suguru slowly slipped out of bed trying not to wake the other occupants of the room.
He grabbed his journal and a pen and quietly left the hotel room, not noticing the dark eyes that watched him from the other bed. He walked up the stairs, and found the entrance to the roof. He walked over the edge of the building and sat down.
He looked up at the stars, watching them for a moment, before he opened his journal and started writing again.
~*~*~*~
April 7
It's not fair. I never asked for this.
Why can't I be normal? Why did I have to go and fuck everything up by falling in love with him?
I had a very close encounter earlier. I nearly screwed things up even more than they already are.
I almost lost my control.
He was so close. I almost kissed him.
Whatever happens, I can't let something like that happen again.
I need to set up boundaries for myself. I need to make sure something like that doesn't happen again.
I just need to forget.
How do you forget? How do I make these thoughts that haunt me, day and night, just go away?
Honestly, I don't think I can.
I try. God knows how hard I try, but nothing seems to work.
Should I run? Will I be able to escape him then?
I've been running my whole life, what makes me think it'll work now?
I should give up
~*~*~*~
Suguru heard a noise behind him, and froze. He slowly turned around. He dropped his journal when he saw Hiro standing there. He looked surprised at being caught.
"I...um...you see...I saw you leave the room, and I wanted to make sure you were all right." Hiro said uncertainly.
'Why was Hiro stuttering? How long was he standing there?' Suguru wondered to himself.
Suguru suddenly realized his face was covered in tears, and he hurriedly wiped them away before Hiro could notice. Too late.
"Suguru...are you crying?" He asked, the concern evident in his voice.
"No." Suguru lied.
"Yes you are." Hiro sat down next to him.
"Fine I am." Suguru replied curtly.
"Why are you crying?"
"It's not important." Suguru stated, hoping the auburn haired boy would get the hint, and leave. Hiro did no such thing.
"It must be important if you're crying." Hiro looked at the small boy, who always acted so much more mature than his age. He desperately wanted to help, but he didn't know how. "Look, Suguru. I know we haven't known each other very long, but if something is bothering you, I want you to feel comfortable talking to me about it. I'm your friend you can tell me anything. I won't judge you."
Suguru grunted at the irony of that statement.
"I mean it Suguru. I care about you." Hiro stopped abruptly.
'Did Hiro just say he cared about me? I must be dreaming.'
"What I mean is, you're like a brother to me. I want to help you. Will you please tell me what's wrong?" Hiro was beginning to sound desperate.
"Sorry Hiro, I can't. You wouldn't understand. I need to work this out on my own. There is nothing you can do to help." Suguru stood up and walked back inside. Not realizing one crucial detail. He left his journal sitting on the edge of the building next to Hiro.
Hiro sat there, watching the retreating back of his friend, unable to do anything to stop him.
'I really do care for him. Why can't he see that? He never treats me more than a co-worker. Is that all I am to him?'
"Dammit Suguru. Why can't you see I want to help you? Why won't you open up to me?" He looked down and saw the journal still sitting where Suguru left it. "What?"
He knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't stop himself. 'Gomen, please forgive me Suguru.'
He opened it to the first page and started reading.
~*~
So what do you think? Is it too short? Please review.
One more thing I added in the author notes of chapter 1, the first person- besides Shadoe- who can guess what significance April 6th has (the date at the beginning of Suguru's journal entry) can pick any pairing they want and I'll write a fic for them. So, everyone review, and give me your ideas.
Thank you to everyone who reviewed.
Chapter 2: Stargazing
Suguru sat up suddenly, awaking from his nightmare. 'That's what I get for eating chocolate before bed.' Suguru slowly slipped out of bed trying not to wake the other occupants of the room.
He grabbed his journal and a pen and quietly left the hotel room, not noticing the dark eyes that watched him from the other bed. He walked up the stairs, and found the entrance to the roof. He walked over the edge of the building and sat down.
He looked up at the stars, watching them for a moment, before he opened his journal and started writing again.
~*~*~*~
April 7
It's not fair. I never asked for this.
Why can't I be normal? Why did I have to go and fuck everything up by falling in love with him?
I had a very close encounter earlier. I nearly screwed things up even more than they already are.
I almost lost my control.
He was so close. I almost kissed him.
Whatever happens, I can't let something like that happen again.
I need to set up boundaries for myself. I need to make sure something like that doesn't happen again.
I just need to forget.
How do you forget? How do I make these thoughts that haunt me, day and night, just go away?
Honestly, I don't think I can.
I try. God knows how hard I try, but nothing seems to work.
Should I run? Will I be able to escape him then?
I've been running my whole life, what makes me think it'll work now?
I should give up
~*~*~*~
Suguru heard a noise behind him, and froze. He slowly turned around. He dropped his journal when he saw Hiro standing there. He looked surprised at being caught.
"I...um...you see...I saw you leave the room, and I wanted to make sure you were all right." Hiro said uncertainly.
'Why was Hiro stuttering? How long was he standing there?' Suguru wondered to himself.
Suguru suddenly realized his face was covered in tears, and he hurriedly wiped them away before Hiro could notice. Too late.
"Suguru...are you crying?" He asked, the concern evident in his voice.
"No." Suguru lied.
"Yes you are." Hiro sat down next to him.
"Fine I am." Suguru replied curtly.
"Why are you crying?"
"It's not important." Suguru stated, hoping the auburn haired boy would get the hint, and leave. Hiro did no such thing.
"It must be important if you're crying." Hiro looked at the small boy, who always acted so much more mature than his age. He desperately wanted to help, but he didn't know how. "Look, Suguru. I know we haven't known each other very long, but if something is bothering you, I want you to feel comfortable talking to me about it. I'm your friend you can tell me anything. I won't judge you."
Suguru grunted at the irony of that statement.
"I mean it Suguru. I care about you." Hiro stopped abruptly.
'Did Hiro just say he cared about me? I must be dreaming.'
"What I mean is, you're like a brother to me. I want to help you. Will you please tell me what's wrong?" Hiro was beginning to sound desperate.
"Sorry Hiro, I can't. You wouldn't understand. I need to work this out on my own. There is nothing you can do to help." Suguru stood up and walked back inside. Not realizing one crucial detail. He left his journal sitting on the edge of the building next to Hiro.
Hiro sat there, watching the retreating back of his friend, unable to do anything to stop him.
'I really do care for him. Why can't he see that? He never treats me more than a co-worker. Is that all I am to him?'
"Dammit Suguru. Why can't you see I want to help you? Why won't you open up to me?" He looked down and saw the journal still sitting where Suguru left it. "What?"
He knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't stop himself. 'Gomen, please forgive me Suguru.'
He opened it to the first page and started reading.
~*~
So what do you think? Is it too short? Please review.