-- Rapture --
Epilogue - Emptiness
Monday January 12, 2004
Scribbler's ramblings: Someone asked me to write an epilogue. I guess I'd try my hand at it, for lack of a better thing to do. Not that it was a bad idea. I just mean that given the choice of doing homework, studying for exams or writing another part of a fanfic, I rather do this (probably the least responsible thing to do, but take that Mandatori!).
Disclaimers: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, I wish!
-=+=-
The house is quiet. The walls are stoic. The houseplants sit. The floor lays still. I am going crazy from this everlasting silence.
It feels so empty now. Yuki's at work and Shigure's probably bothering that editor of his. Oh dear. Poor thing.
It's my day off today. I hate days off. I can't stand days off. I absolutely, positively despise days off. I have nothing to do. I have no one to turn to on my days off.
The sun's already set and the day's gone. Today is gone, and tomorrow is coming soon. I don't like the darkness. It just makes me feel emptier.
Oh, I'm not hungry. If I was, Uo and Hana would probably storm the house and demand what Yuki and Shigure and…
What they were keeping from me.
After all, food is very important. I know that. I eat three square meals a day. I still cook for Yuki and Shigure. I still stay in the maddeningly quiet house.
But I feel like there's something missing.
It's silly though, because nothing's missing. Nothing's missing from this quiet, peaceful, placid world of mine.
It's getting cold. I'm lighting the fireplace. The embers are still glowing from last night, and all I have to do is rekindle them. It's fun to watch the flames uselessly lick at the sides of the fireplace. They dance over the logs and cast sparks forward towards the hearth. I set up the screen Yuki and Shigure bought. It's to keep the fire away from me.
The family. The family. The family. What is there to say about the family? Kagura's been unusually depressed lately. She can't seem to get her mind off something. Every time she sees me, her eyes well up.
The sadness, it's strange to see. Me, I have nothing to be sad about. I'm so perfectly happy. There is no sadness in my life.
Just this maddening emptiness.
The emptiness of the house and of something else.
They say a house is not a home without…
Love. Which I have plenty of. I think. I hope. I guess.
I'm missing something.
I miss.
The day's leaving, and night has finally overthrown the sky. The twinkling darkness that leaves more to be hoped for.
I have nothing else to do but wait for the day.
I'll wait for the day forever. Just to fill this emptiness.
-=+=-
"Good evening, Tohru," called Yuki from the front door.
"Yuki, hello. I was getting so lonely," she said, strolling to his side. "Let me take your coat. I've already prepared dinner and Shigure should be coming back soon."
She brightened and smiled a smile that didn't fill her hollow eyes. "He should be coming back soon," she repeated.
Yuki smiled at her. His expression was strained, but Tohru didn't notice. She bustled away, into the kitchen.
She's lonely, Yuki. She's lonely and you know it. You can see it in her eyes, read it on her face. She tries so hard, Yuki. So hard to remember what she has forgotten, but it will never come back.
She'll never be as happy as she was with him. She'll never be happy without him. Her life will be an unspoken burden upon herself.
But I guess that's what we get. That's what we get for robbing her of her Kyou. For taking away half of her life.
I guess that's what we get.
-=+=-
Monday March 01, 2004