My Life, Our Story

by akiyume kye

Disclaimer: Not mine, no money, don't sue.

Chapter 1: The Sign

Fuji's POV: At the airport, leaving for Paris.

I wait.
For that sign.

But it never came.

Was I waiting, for a sign that will never come?
Was I waiting, all this time in vain?

The sign that I hope for.
The love that I long for.
The touch that I ache for.

It never came.

But still, I wait.

It is time to go, but I hesitate.

I don't want to go.

I don't want to leave.

I want to stay here.
To wait, even if it is for eternity.

I don't mind.
Really, I don't.

It is tiring, it is hard work.
But truthfully, I don't mind.

I've been waiting for so long; it doesn't matter if I wait a little longer.

Someone calls my name.

I hear it, but I don't.
It is not the voice I want to hear.

The voice I yearn to hear is deep and commanding, yet soft and inviting.

I hear it everyday, but today, I don't.

I can feel it. I know it.
I won't hear it today.

But I don't want to go.
I don't even know why I'm leaving.

Escape? Perhaps.
I think I'm just running away.

It hurts to stay, to wait for a sign that would never come.
But yet it hurts just as much to go.

I don't want to go.
I really don't.
Even though I may not hear that voice today.

Tomorrow.
I may still hear it tomorrow.

Or the next day, and the day after.

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It is late, it is time.
He still hasn't come.

My dream is yet again unfulfilled.
Just like it has been, the past few months of my life.

Empty, longing, hurting…

It's so ironic.

Everyone around me thinks I'm the happiest guy in the world.

They don't see inside.
They don't see the inside of me.

Fools.

All of them are fools.

I surprise myself.
I've never been so sarcastic in my life.

So critical, so condescending.

But I don't care.
It doesn't matter.

Because all I want is to hear that voice again.

I want to hear it today.
I want to hear it now.

Voices call out to me again, but I know his voice is not.

He isn't even here.
As much as I want him to be.

So I shut them out.
I shut the world out.

All these are not important, not as important as he is.

A hand grabs hold of me.
It pulls me away from the door.

The door that he may walk in through.
The door that may bring me the sign I've been waiting for.

I don't want to be away from that door.

So I retaliate, I resist.

I don't want to go.
And you can't make me.

I turn and look.

The door opens, and I hold my breath.
It closes, but that sign never came.

I wait for my tears to come, but then I realize.
I don't have any.

Not anymore.

Just like I've lost my spirit, my being.
I've lost my tears.

Lost to the past, lost to the present, lost to the future.

Future?

Right. Like I even have one.

Maybe I do, but I don't want it.

All I want is my Kuni-chan.
All I want is my love.
All I want is my past.

I'll throw away everything I have.
I'll do anything…anything…

I just want him back.

To be continued…
Coming up- Chapter 2: Don't Leave Me.

Yet another fic I've begun without completing the others. :P Seems to be a bad habit I can't stop. Gomen! Just want to try out different styles of writing. So how do you find this one?

Please R&R!