Hello reader! I would like to let you know that this is the first fanfic that I have ever written. I'm a newbie at this, that I am. Um... I guess thats all I have to say... so... Onto the fanfic!
Disclaimer: I don't own Gravitation, therefore I don't own any of its characters (no matter how cool they are T-T)
:.Shuichi's Point Of View.:
"Why did this have to happen!" That was all I was able to sob into Hiro's shirt. Hiro tried to comfort me, but I can tell that he was silently crying invisible tears. We are currently seated in one of the many waiting rooms located in the hospital. I can't stop crying. How can I? When- when Yuki... was in the emergency room with a bullet through his chest.
:Earlier:
The park, it's a place in which two lovers met. The place where a series of events between a singer and a novelist began. These events began with the gentle blow of the wind that blew a piece of paper into the hands of a novelist. The park, it is also the place where terrible events began as well. It is Yuki's and my one year anniversary. One year of us meeting each other in this park, and then becoming lovers. One year of hardships and one year- one year of love.
We are walking through the park on a warm afternoon. We spot the place where we first met. I point and laugh, and look at Yuki. He just looks at the spot rather casually, which gets me somewhat mad, but then that anger quickly faded when I looked at his face. Maybe it was my imagination, but I could've sworn that there was a sparkle in his eyes and a slight smile form at his lips, but this happened so briefly, that I'm not even sure that it did happen.
Afterwards, we decided to sit on a nearby bench and enjoy each other's company. A few minutes after sitting down and enjoying each other's company in silence, Yuki stands up and mutters, "Wait here, I'll be right back." and leaves. I'm curious as to where he is going, and why his face seemed to be a light pink color, but I didn't mind. I trust Yuki, so I shall wait, just for him. I would do any thing for Yuki, and he knows it, so I continue to wait. The sun starts to set and still I wait for him. While the sun starts setting, a group of men approach the bench I'm sitting on. They look... what would be a good word... gang-like. I become a little nervous, but I remain seated. I will continue to wait for Yuki, hopefully the "gang" will keep going and will not even pay attention to me. They laugh a little as they get closer to me. They are apparently talking about me, but I'm not too sure about it. I manage to catch a few fragments of their conversation. The fragments were: "That's him, right-?", "Yeah, no doubt-.", "He looks like a girl-.", "No, it's a guy-."
My gaze goes towards the "gang", but I don't move my head. They seem to know me, but I don't know any of them... at least I don't think I do. I start to become nervous. I can feel sweat drops forming on my forehead. I want to move and go somewhere else, but what Yuki asked me to do makes me remain seated. I will continue to wait for my Yuki, my darling, beautiful Yuki. The men come over and stand right in front of me, blocking my view of the peaceful sunset that I was trying to distract myself with. One of them steps forward. He is seems to be, somewhat, my height, and he is of average weight. He had short black hair and he wore thick, black, shades. He didn't wear anything special, just a pair of faded jeans and an orange t-shirt. In fact, that was what almost everyone was wearing, minus the shades, and they had different colored t-shirts. He was the only one wearing shades. He asks me: "Hi,... girl" he smirks when he says this. "-wanna go have some fun?" he continues to smirk at me.
This really annoys me, I can't even count how many times I have been mistaken for a girl. I mean, common sense people! I don't have a bust! I'm pretty sure that my eyes were twitching by the time he finished that sentence. I just want them to leave me alone, so I can wait for Yuki in quietness... Is that even a word? Anyways, I respond to his question by saying: "No thank you, I'm not interested. Besides, I'm with someone." When I finish my response, a man taller than the first one approaches me. He is just so... HUGE that he reminds me of a gorilla. He is wearing a red t-shirt and his jeans are faded as well, but they are ripped at the knees. He says, "I don't see anyone.." he looks around the park as if trying to spot someone and he quickly turns his attention back on me and says, "I think you're just making this all up." Another man steps forward and stands next to the larger man. When he does this, the man with the shades walks back wards to the rest of the group. I quickly turn my attention back on the new addition to the conversation. He seems to be the shortest of the group, and is somewhat slim. He is wearing a black t-shirt and somewhat baggy jeans. He looks directly at my eyes and says, "We don't like it when people lie to us, girlie." As he says this, he reaches into his pants and slowly takes out something that glitters in the sunlight, what little is left of the sunlight. My eyes grow wide as I realize what he is taking out. It's a gun! I've seen guns like this one. K carries one just like it, he has it loaded with fake bullets. I'm certain that the gun that the short man has, is loaded with real bullets. He points the gun at my face, between my eyes.
I feel tears start forming as I think: "I'm going to die! I don't want to die! Why isn't Yuki here! What if something happened to him! YUKI!" As I was thinking this, I somehow, unthinkingly, stood up just to get the gun pointed at my chest. Yes, I am the smartest person in the world... The tears start flowing freely down my face as I remain petrified by the gun pointed at my face. "I'm going to die on my anniversary for no reason at all!"was the though that ran through my head as the man moved his index finger towards the trigger. More tears overflow my face, this seems like the only thing my body wants to do. I know what comes next - The loud bang of the gun that resonates throughout the park, the blood... my blood on the ground, my body then will slowly fall towards the park ground and land on my blood. I shut my eyes tightly as I see his finger pulling back on the trigger in slow motion.
I hear the loud bang that resonates throughout the park, but I feel no pain. Instead, I feel something warm and wet fall on my face, chest, and arms. I open my eyes and I see a yellow shine of hair in the fading sunlight. It is a shine that I know all to well. The shine belongs to a blonde, a blonde that was going to be back in a few minutes but the minutes were either hours or they just seemed that way to me. The blond - the blonde that I love so dearly, the one I would do anything for. Yuki- Yuki took the bullet for me. The bullet that might've killed me... will kill us both.
The men run away knowing all to well that the gunshot was heard by everyone in the park. I don't even care about them since I'm staring in horror and shock towards Yuki. I stand there, motionless, staring at Yuki's back. He begins to fall, and I do nothing, my brain is just barley registering what occurred a few moments ago. As Yuki falls, it seems to take decades for him to fall to his knees. When he lands on his knees, he suddenly starts to fall towards the crimson puddle made by the bullet that Yuki took for me. My mind finally registers that I have to catch him before he falls into the puddle. I rush in front of Yuki and kneel to catch him before his upper torso touches the deep red puddle. I feel the blood from the puddle start to soak through my pants, but I don't care. I catch Yuki and start to slowly turn him around so that his face meets mine. When I turn him around, his eyes meet mine. "He is breathing, and is still conscious. Thank God..." I start to cry when I look at the area where the bullet hit him, it was an area where there is a hole through his white shirt that is surrounded by a slowly growing circle of blood that is soaking through his shirt and is lightly wetting his blazer. I quickly look away from that wound, fearing to see anything else more gruesome, and look towards Yuki's face. My violet eyes meet his golden ones and suddenly everything starts flowing into my mind. Those men were going to shoot me, but then Yuki must've seen that they were about to kill me, and then... he must've run in front of me and they shot him.
With one hand I start digging into my pocket for my cellphone, the other hand is holding up Yuki. I dial the emergency number with a shaky hand, and tears still falling from my eyes. Once I was done concentrating on the number, I look down at Yuki's face and feel like my heart was being ripped out. Yuki was crying. He opens his mouth to say something, but instead he coughs out blood. "Yuki, don't speak. Just- just stay quiet and keep breathing." He shakes his head, and opens his mouth again and this time he does say something, he says, "A-are you okay... brat?" I feel like that is going to be the last thing he will say to me, but he remains conscious, breathing, and crying. I hear someone on the other line pick up the phone, so I place my attention towards the person on the other line. I don't let them speak because I sob into the phone that my boy friend was shot and that he is bleeding uncontrollably and that they need to send an ambulance right away. The person on the other line tells me to calm down so I could tell them where to go. I start to think, "Calm down? How can I calm down when Yuki has a bullet through his chest and is bleeding uncontrollably! Are you some type of moron that had no heart!", but nonetheless I try to calm down as much as possible. I tell them the information that they needed and they respond with a "An ambulance will be there shortly." I know they say something else, but I almost instantly blocked it out, since I turned my attention back at Yuki's golden, crying eyes.
My heart feels like it has been ripped out of my chest and is now being torn apart in front of my face. I've never seen Yuki cry like this. I have seen him cry before, but not like this. His eyes are filled with concern, fear, and... love. I embrace him thinking it will make things all better, but instead he winces in pain and coughs out, "Baka." and some blood comes out following his insult towards me. My eyes grow wide in horror and I stop embracing him, but I don't let him go. "I'm sorry, Yuki! I'm sorry! It's all my fault!" I cry this out as I look at him, fearing that the ambulance won't make it in time and he'll die leaving me alone for the rest of my life. "Yuki! Please don't die!"
I can say that I didn't hear the ambulance approach because it stopped right next to us and the medics were almost instantly off with a stretcher. They start to pry Yuki away from me, and are successful. They place him on the stretcher and start to take him towards the ambulance. I cry uncontrollably and yell out, "Yuki don't die! I love you! Don't leave me alone!" As they lift Yuki onto the ambulance I see something slip out of his pocket, but I instantly lose interest of it. Once Yuki is finally on the ambulance, and the medics start to get in, Yuki lifts his head and looks towards me and mouths "I love you, Shuichi." and the medics shut the doors of the ambulance and they drive away.
My tears continue falling and each drop falls into the crimson puddle. I start to shut out from the world and I unknowingly move towards the object that fell out of Yuki's pocket. It's a box, I pick it up with one and stare at it. I want to open it, but I'm afraid to open it. My other hand moves towards the little box and begins to slowly open it. I hear a familiar voice call out to me but I pay them no mind, whomever they are. When I finally open the box my eyes begin to burn as more tears start falling out of them. It almost seems like my eyes have turned into waterfalls. I drop the box and it lands in my lover's blood and cover my eyes with my hands and cry onto them like I have never cried before. I continue crying and feel someone come from behind me and embrace me, but I don't care who they are. I don't care because what I saw in that small box is now occupying all of my thoughts. What I saw in that box made me feel like my world was entirely over, and that there is no reason for me to live anymore. What I saw glistened in the remaining sunlight as if mocking me by saying "You'll never be happy again, because he is not going to make it."
What I saw... was a ring.
So thats it, thats chapter one!
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