Irresistible
Chapter 1: Background
A man in all black walked down the black roads, he practically blended in with it. He had black hair that was tied in a short pony tail, with black jeans and a black long jacket. This man's name was Susumu Yamazaki. One of the hottest men in all Japan. The year is 2006, month late December.
Susumu walked with his head pointed down as the wind blew through what little hair he had. His cold eyes looked up at a light that shown down from a building. The wind blew again, this time making Susumu's pony tail holder to get loose and fly away. Susumu had to hold what hair he had back so it wouldn't fly into his eyes. He cocked a little smile then lowered his head again. "Dreaming again Susumu I see…" He whispered to himself with a little laugh. "Heh… Not like he'll ever see me…" Susumu said to himself putting his hands in his pockets. "Wish… he would…" He whispered.
Though for being the hottest man in Japan he was… as people would say a "homosexual." He fell in love with a man named Soji Okita. Soji though was already in a relationship with a man named Mr. Hijikata. This is why Susumu Yamazaki will never be seen the way he wants to be, as a love to someone. Susumu walked down the cold streets alone, with no warm body by him. He kept imagining if Soji was beside him, if Soji was laying his head on Susumu's shoulder and holding his hand telling him everything will be alright. He smiled as these thoughts flooded his head slowly. He knew he was only the person in the background of pictures.
The sad looking one, the one knowing he would never be loved while everyone else was smiling and having fun. He didn't care, as long as he had his dreams he felt good, warm inside. His internal blanket, his eternal thought. Nothing would make him change anything he thought about Soji; nothing would ever make him hate Mr. Hijikata for taking Soji Okita for himself. Even when Soji walks up to him he smiles and tells Soji he's happy for him though he's tearing up inside.
"…No matter how much I pray… No matter how much I care… No matter how much I dream… He will never be mine… My own… My love… and my friend..." Susumu sulked a little more as he walked down the street. Wallowing in his misery about not getting the man he loved. The wind blew again making Susumu's hair make waves in the wind. He ran his fingers through his hair trying to make it get out of his eyes. When he put his hand to his head, Soji popped into his head. He felt Soji's hand moving his hair back, he even heard Soji's laugh.
"I'm happy… for you Soji…" Susumu smiled as he looked down the street. Car lights blinded him for a minute, and then he saw again. A boy who was a little shorter than he was yelling at the car for almost hitting him. "Young boys are so stupid…" Susumu said to himself as he continued to walk down the street.
Hoped you all liked (Sweat drop) this is my first Yaoi –ish story so gimme a break pwease!