Book of Stars- Thank you for lying…
By: BlackArmoria
Disclaimer: Same as usual. I don't own anything.
I was planning to not continue this fic, due to lost of inspiration, or maybe it was my inability to stick with something for long. But after, some encouraging reviews and a very renewed vigor to write, I guess this story might just be back on its feet after all.
Inspiration is still limited, so please bear with me.
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She shook her head once again and let out a frustrated sigh as she got up from her position and made her way to the middle of the room. One-two-three. She mentally counted to herself as she picked up her feet, ready to start the routine over.
Through a numerous amount of twirls, kicks, and flips, she did one last turn and yet, she fell again. For the, what would number would this have been? The hundredth time? She hit the floor in frustration as she picked herself up.
"Ahh!" She let out a surprised yelp as she fell back down. Now eyes full of tears as she tried to pick herself up only to fail miserably. She tried again and this time managed to get herself up. The intense pain blurred her eyes with tears as she tried walking back to the middle of the room.
Finally letting herself fall, the tears wouldn't stop steaming out of her eyes as she let out an aggravated scowl and started hitting the floor. In the middle of her outburst, she felt someone's arms wrapped around her small frame.
"Its all right, you'll be fine pretty soon." The warm, deep voice cooed her as the gentleman helped her up.
"Rui-" She started but was hushed by him, the moment she opened her mouth.
"I'll take you home." He said, in a serious tone.
She could only shake her head and let out a small giggle, even though the tears were still emerging from her eyes. He turned and stared at her, no signs of emotion on his face. Then once again, he started to help her out of the large auditorium.
She didn't say anything the whole time as they made their way out of the building; her eyes were contented watching his face. The way his eyes were so cold, even though he held so many emotions. The way when he smiles, his eyes would soften and he would have a sudden glow. The way he would liven up every time he played the violin or the way he was so secretive, even though he has so much to share.
Once near the car, he set her down and buckled her seatbelt as she watched him eagerly, half wanting to kiss him. The other half wanting hold him forever and never let go. But it was one sided, no matter how much she loved him, no matter how much she cared. He already had another person in his heart.
He got in and started the engine and as they drove away, she remembered her earlier outbursts and all of a sudden, a light blush came to her cheeks as she recalled what happened in the auditorium. She looked out the window to keep him from seeing the crimson on her cheeks, which by now has gotten darker.
His eyes were fixed on the road and her eyes were fixed out his reflection in the window, but nonetheless, each kept silent. It wasn't until she let out a small laugh that he turned his attention to her, if only for a second. His eyebrows shot up as he continued looking at the road, "What's so funny?"
"Me. I'm so funny." She said, still giggling. Giggles then turned into laughter as she bitterly said, "I'm so pathetic, it's funny."
He didn't say anything but drive, seeing that he didn't say anything; she turned back to the window. She was about to say something when he said, "We're here."
She didn't say anything but look out the window as he got out of the car and made his way towards the passenger side. After helping her out, he carried her to the awaiting shores of the beach and set her down in the water so the water would soak her feet.
"I heard it would make it better." He said when she turned wide eyed facing him. She nodded in reply and stared at the ocean.
They stood like that for a long time, his arms around her waist to support her, her arms around his waist in order to hold on and each staring out into the ocean. They never said a word, but somehow the silence was comfortable.
It wasn't until he turned her into his embrace that the silence was broken, "I love you, Tsukushi, I love you."
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She suddenly woke up, hands on her head as memories clouded her mind, 'Rui, who was Rui? Why did he look so familiar?'
She stood up and went to the book case in search for her old albums when she saw an old box lying on the top of the highest shelf. Curiously she pulled it down and opened it, inside were old pictures, some dusty, others almost completely ruined.
She began to take each out, looking through them, most were hardly seen able, and some were completely black and stained, signs of water on their edges, but one that caught her eye was a picture of a young boy in his teens, staring at the horizon.
'Oh my god. This is the boy form the dream.' She thought has she hurriedly took the picture and threw it in her purse. This was it, the dreams, the flashbacks; she had to get to the bottom of everything. And something told her that this guy was the key.
She turned and looked at her clock, 5:45 am. She couldn't go back to sleep now, so she wearily rubbed her face and walked down stairs, heading straight to the bathroom.
She was out of the house an hour later, for a short walk, but found her feet taking her to a coffee shop, just around the corner. She found herself a seat in the corner, facing the window, it was a place for privacy because sitting here, she couldn't see anybody, and no one could see her. Or so she thought.
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He stared out the window of the coffee shop, his face completely hidden to the other customers but all of the waiters knew he was here. This was his seat, he would just sit here and observe the pedestrians or the people inside the coffee shop, or most of the time, he would sleep.
He said he would observe people, but the truth was he wasn't really observing. He was just looking, he was looking out into an empty space, where no one was really in his eyes but it seemed like he was looking at everyone.
And for some odd reason, today, someone had caught his eye. For the first time, or maybe this would be the second, the third? The fourth? He couldn't recall how many times he was caught staring at her.
Rui just sat there and stared at the girl through the tinted mirror that hid his booth. A smile coming to his face as he sipped his coffee. He wanted to go out there and take her in his embrace but he knew he couldn't. Maybe he could be selfish this time, his heart argued but he knew he couldn't. He couldn't follow his heart and be selfish, but he couldn't follow his mind and let chances slip through his fingers. No, he couldn't do that anymore.
So Rui sat there, eyes focused on the petite girl- who was still oblivious to the fact that someone was staring at her- while he argued to himself about approaching or not approaching her.
He was lost in his train of thought when he saw her get up and leave, he was rooted to his seat, but his eyes followed her every move. No! He couldn't be selfish.
With that last thought, he ran out of the coffee shop, throwing a thick pile of cash on the table, surprising the other customers who were clueless to the fact that there was a table in the corner of the small coffee shop.
His feet carried him after her, as his head turned left and right in order to find the petite girl who had just left the shop. He finally spotted her in the middle of a large crowd, ready to get on the approaching bus. He still had a chance. Just at that moment…
"Rui!" He heard a voice shout.
He turned his attention towards the direction of the voice and then his eyes widened when he heard the loud sound of an engine.
He turned his attention back towards the departing bus, and without thinking, ran after it but he could only run for so long, before the bus turned the corner and was out of sight.
He sunk down to his knees, passerbys staring at him curiously, but he didn't care. It didn't matter. Nothing mattered without her.
He heard approaching footsteps as he felt someone kneel down next to him, a gentle hand placed on his shoulder as the person caringly asked if he was "okay".
Of course he was okay. He had to be okay. For himself, for everyone. Rui shrugged the warm hand off and stood up, ready to walk away. When he felt arms around his waist.
"Was that her? Was that Tsukushi?" He heard the person tearfully said.
He gave no reply, as he stood there lost in his own thoughts. He felt her arms tightened around him as she tried to get a reaction from him. He couldn't say anything; he didn't want to hurt her. Again.
So instead of telling her the truth, he turned around and pulled her into his embrace, kissing the top of her head and whispered, "No."
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She knew he was lying; the only person who could get such a reaction out of Rui was Tsukushi. She felt herself smile, even though the tears were threatening to spill out of her eyes. 'Thank you, Rui, thank you for lying to me.'
"Let's go home, okay?" She asked. Face stilled buried in his chest.
"Yeah. Let's go home." He said as they began to walk towards the direction of home. "Let's go home, Shizuka." He whispered, turning back one last time in the direction that the bus had disappeared.
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A few days later….
The F4 walked down the street earning stares from the women and men who passed their way. They were talking amongst themselves, making them look all the more inapproachable. The passerbys looked on in admiration as the boys turned the corner, laughing at something one of them just said.
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She stumbled down the road, carrying thousands of bags on her hands and trying hard to see over the piles of stuff. She fell backwards when she felt herself run into something, or someone.
"Oof." She said before falling backwards, her stuff flying everywhere.
The F3 turned their attention to a mad Tsukasa and a girl, who had her back to them, but somehow, she looked oddly familiar.
"What the hell?" Tsukasa said; standing up, ready to yell at the poor girl, who was desperately trying to gather her stuff together. She turned around when she heard him and both parties' eyes widened in surprise.
He saw it, her eyes were locked on Rui and his eyes were locked on her. Tsukasa fumed with anger as possessiveness took over. His eyes burned with jealousy as he stared at the two.
She stood up and bowed hurriedly, picking her stuff up and muttering a soft "sorry". He wanted to run after her and hold her until something click and she loved him again. But before he could do something, Rui was already ahead of him.
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She looked up only to see the guy from the dream looking worriedly at her, his pale blues eyes burning deep into her as she found herself lost in them.
'Rui.'
She stood up and bowed hurriedly, picking her stuff up and muttering a soft "sorry". With that she walked away, stumbling every now and then, due to the heavy weight. That was when she felt someone steady her.
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"Let me help you." Rui said, taking some of the bags out of her hands. She looked at him in confusion and turned around when she felt the weight lightened only to find two more guys taking the bags out of her hands.
"No! Its fine, I can handle it. Don't trouble yourselves, Misters." She said, trying to take the bags back.
"Misters?" Akira's eyebrows knotted together before he started to laugh, followed by the F3, even Rui laughed.
But their laughter came to a stop when they saw Tsukasa standing behind Tsukushi. He offered a smile and took the last few bags out of her hands. "I'll help too."
And with that the four guys and a very confused Tsukushi made their way to her dance studio. Behind her, even though she was oblivious, three pair of eyes stared at her longingly.
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