Seasons of Love
--By AnimeLancer && Eiji
Hoihoi! Chapter one is up, now ! What we plan to do with this story is to make each chapter be one month out of the year and take you all throughout all twelve months . Isn't that awesome XD. Anyway, this chapter focuses on the events of October (Eh?! I thought it was ... June? "). Ok, enough of me being weird—on to the fic!
Juliechan: XD XD XD You're so funny. XD XD XD
Disclaimer: PoT doesn't belong to us, nor do the wonderful characters TT.
Chapter One: October
'The last leaf must have just fallen off the sakura tree.' Yukimura thought to himself as he looked out his apartment window.
Winter was going to begin soon in Japan. Towards the end of the fall, the cool and calming breeze had chilled and began to become unforgiving like bee stings. Taking a small sip of his morning coffee, Yukimura slowly sat down on his chair and grabbed the newspaper.
Decorating the headlines were large, bold black kanji. A fire had happened last night in the eastern part of town. Yukimura read on and discovered some horrifying news; it was in Kirihara's building. "Kirihara," Yukimura spoke softly as he put down the paper.
On the other side of town, Genichirou Sanada had just finished his morning shower. Though Saturday, Sanada went through his regular weekly schedule routine. In this routine, watching the morning news was not unusual.
"It has just been reported that the last known survivor of the fire in east Kaminagawa has died," the young woman anchor stated as she read the newly printed paper given to her.
"Kirihara, Akaya, twenty-five year old off-duty policeman, died at the Kanai General Hospital from fourth degree burns that covered most of his body." the anchor read on.
"Kirihara?" Sanada said in shock as he heard the familiar name.
"Kirihara's death makes a total of fifty deaths from this kitchen stove fire," the anchor finished.
"Seiichi," Sanada spoke sternly after picking up the phone.
"Yes," Yukimura answered gently, "I can't believe Kirihara has died."
"I know." Sanada paused for five seconds. "Do you think we should inform the rest of the team?" Sanada slowly suggested.
"We could," Yukimura agreed. "But, we haven't spoken to them for a while."
"That's true," Sanada remembered. "If I recall correctly, it's been at least seven years."
"Yes. Since our high school graduation," Yukimura sighed. "I wonder what they're all doing?"
"Yanagi had called me just last month and told me that he got the perfect job as a university professor researching amnesia," Sanada answered. "I'm not sure about what the others are doing."
"Well, then maybe we should only call Yanagi," Yukimura concluded.
"Thank you for informing me about Akaya's death, Genichirou," Yanagi smiled as they shook hands.
"Seiichi wanted me to," Sanada admitted as he released his hand.
Continuing to smile Yanagi left and went on his way, leaving Sanada in the middle of the tennis courts to think. 'The promise.' Sanada thought.
Flashback
"Thank you for the white roses," Yukimura smiled as he sniffed the bouquet of twelve delicately wrapped flowers.
"You're welcome," Sanada replied as he looked up into the night sky, brightly decorated with stars.
"Genichirou," Yukimura whispered as he leaned against him.
"Yes?" Sanada asked as he noticed the head on his shoulder.
Touching the wood of the park bench under "their" bare sakura tree Yukimura smiled. "Let's stay together always," he whispered.
End of Flashback
"I promise we will." Sanada said to himself as he packed up his tennis racket and towel.
Two weeks later...
Rushing to get ready for Kirihara's funeral, Yukimura quickly tied the tie of his white suit. Already running ten minutes late, Yukimura scrambled towards the door.
"Oh no," Yukimura sighed as he looked at his watch. "Genichirou is probably waiting for me already," Yukimura said as he ran towards the entrance of his apartment, where he was to be picked up by Sanada.
While Yukimura was worried about being late, Sanada was stuck in the morning shower of heavy rains. The rain made his windshield foggy and nearly impossible to see through.
"Seiichi, please have an umbrella with you," Sanada prayed as he sped up and neared Yukimura's apartment.
"Genichirou!" Yukimura waved happily as he spotted the black Mercedes Benz approaching.
"I can't believe this terrible weather," Sanada complained as he continued to speed up. "I hope Seiichi hasn't been waiting for me too long."
"Genichirou, I'm here!" Yukimura continued wave as Sanada's car neared him. Dialing a number into his cell phone, Yukimura patiently awaited an answer.
"Where's Seiichi?" Sanada asked himself as he weakly attempted to look out his fogged and wet passenger window. Suddenly, the ring of his cell phone was heard, distracting Sanada even more from his driving.
Reaching over to pick up his phone, Sanada accidentally swerved his car-- failing to see Yukimura, who at the time was only five feet in front of him.
As Sanada's car continued to approach him without slowing down, Yukimura grew bewildered. 'Why isn't he stopping?' he thought to himself.
Abruptly, the car swerved. "Genichirou, don't you see...?" Yukimura began.
BANG!
--To.Be.Continued—
OOO, it's a cliffhanger! gets a big grin—niko, nikos . What happened to the car? What's that bang? I know, but you don't (unless, of course, you can guess—and the answer is rather obvious, isn't it? XD). All I can say is, Poor Yukimura and Poor Sanada. Well, I guess we'll see you again in November . Reviews are, once again, greatly appreciated! Thank you all!
.. AnimeLancer && Eiji
Hoihoi! Chapter one is up, now ! What we plan to do with this story is to make each chapter be one month out of the year and take you all throughout all twelve months . Isn't that awesome XD. Anyway, this chapter focuses on the events of October (Eh?! I thought it was ... June? "). Ok, enough of me being weird—on to the fic!
Juliechan: XD XD XD You're so funny. XD XD XD
Disclaimer: PoT doesn't belong to us, nor do the wonderful characters TT.
Chapter One: October
'The last leaf must have just fallen off the sakura tree.' Yukimura thought to himself as he looked out his apartment window.
Winter was going to begin soon in Japan. Towards the end of the fall, the cool and calming breeze had chilled and began to become unforgiving like bee stings. Taking a small sip of his morning coffee, Yukimura slowly sat down on his chair and grabbed the newspaper.
Decorating the headlines were large, bold black kanji. A fire had happened last night in the eastern part of town. Yukimura read on and discovered some horrifying news; it was in Kirihara's building. "Kirihara," Yukimura spoke softly as he put down the paper.
On the other side of town, Genichirou Sanada had just finished his morning shower. Though Saturday, Sanada went through his regular weekly schedule routine. In this routine, watching the morning news was not unusual.
"It has just been reported that the last known survivor of the fire in east Kaminagawa has died," the young woman anchor stated as she read the newly printed paper given to her.
"Kirihara, Akaya, twenty-five year old off-duty policeman, died at the Kanai General Hospital from fourth degree burns that covered most of his body." the anchor read on.
"Kirihara?" Sanada said in shock as he heard the familiar name.
"Kirihara's death makes a total of fifty deaths from this kitchen stove fire," the anchor finished.
"Seiichi," Sanada spoke sternly after picking up the phone.
"Yes," Yukimura answered gently, "I can't believe Kirihara has died."
"I know." Sanada paused for five seconds. "Do you think we should inform the rest of the team?" Sanada slowly suggested.
"We could," Yukimura agreed. "But, we haven't spoken to them for a while."
"That's true," Sanada remembered. "If I recall correctly, it's been at least seven years."
"Yes. Since our high school graduation," Yukimura sighed. "I wonder what they're all doing?"
"Yanagi had called me just last month and told me that he got the perfect job as a university professor researching amnesia," Sanada answered. "I'm not sure about what the others are doing."
"Well, then maybe we should only call Yanagi," Yukimura concluded.
"Thank you for informing me about Akaya's death, Genichirou," Yanagi smiled as they shook hands.
"Seiichi wanted me to," Sanada admitted as he released his hand.
Continuing to smile Yanagi left and went on his way, leaving Sanada in the middle of the tennis courts to think. 'The promise.' Sanada thought.
Flashback
"Thank you for the white roses," Yukimura smiled as he sniffed the bouquet of twelve delicately wrapped flowers.
"You're welcome," Sanada replied as he looked up into the night sky, brightly decorated with stars.
"Genichirou," Yukimura whispered as he leaned against him.
"Yes?" Sanada asked as he noticed the head on his shoulder.
Touching the wood of the park bench under "their" bare sakura tree Yukimura smiled. "Let's stay together always," he whispered.
End of Flashback
"I promise we will." Sanada said to himself as he packed up his tennis racket and towel.
Two weeks later...
Rushing to get ready for Kirihara's funeral, Yukimura quickly tied the tie of his white suit. Already running ten minutes late, Yukimura scrambled towards the door.
"Oh no," Yukimura sighed as he looked at his watch. "Genichirou is probably waiting for me already," Yukimura said as he ran towards the entrance of his apartment, where he was to be picked up by Sanada.
While Yukimura was worried about being late, Sanada was stuck in the morning shower of heavy rains. The rain made his windshield foggy and nearly impossible to see through.
"Seiichi, please have an umbrella with you," Sanada prayed as he sped up and neared Yukimura's apartment.
"Genichirou!" Yukimura waved happily as he spotted the black Mercedes Benz approaching.
"I can't believe this terrible weather," Sanada complained as he continued to speed up. "I hope Seiichi hasn't been waiting for me too long."
"Genichirou, I'm here!" Yukimura continued wave as Sanada's car neared him. Dialing a number into his cell phone, Yukimura patiently awaited an answer.
"Where's Seiichi?" Sanada asked himself as he weakly attempted to look out his fogged and wet passenger window. Suddenly, the ring of his cell phone was heard, distracting Sanada even more from his driving.
Reaching over to pick up his phone, Sanada accidentally swerved his car-- failing to see Yukimura, who at the time was only five feet in front of him.
As Sanada's car continued to approach him without slowing down, Yukimura grew bewildered. 'Why isn't he stopping?' he thought to himself.
Abruptly, the car swerved. "Genichirou, don't you see...?" Yukimura began.
BANG!
--To.Be.Continued—
OOO, it's a cliffhanger! gets a big grin—niko, nikos . What happened to the car? What's that bang? I know, but you don't (unless, of course, you can guess—and the answer is rather obvious, isn't it? XD). All I can say is, Poor Yukimura and Poor Sanada. Well, I guess we'll see you again in November . Reviews are, once again, greatly appreciated! Thank you all!
.. AnimeLancer && Eiji