A/N:Hehe. I am back once again with an update: ) I'm actually really enjoying writing this story. It's quite the change to the stories I usually write. I've corrected some spelling and grammar errors I discovered last night while re-reading chapter II now and I'm also going to share with you all a little piece of info that you don't care about or don't actually want to know, but tough. I'm telling you anyway : P The inspiration for this fic has actually come about while listening to 'Mononoke Hime' from the Hayao Miyazaki film, Princess Mononoke. Seriously, I cannot write this story without listening to this song or being in lessons, bored out of my brains. Anyway, also I want to thank all of you who have reviewed. I really love reviews : ) They make me feel all special, so I do appreciate them.
Anyway, thank you all for reviewing and I hope you like chapter III!
Pure as the Snow
Chapter III
The impossible had finally happened in Tokyo. It was something no number of experts or weather men could've seen coming. It was a complete mystery to them how it'd happened, and a bit of a miracle too.
It was snowing in July.
The weather reports shocked everyone, but it was true. Surely enough fresh snowflakes fell from the now grey sky and covered the ground below in a blanket of white. The so-called 'experts' were predicting the snowfall would be continuous, and they had no idea when it would stop. It was grim news for some, but brilliant news for others. Young children went outside that day in July with their coats, scarves and hats on, all warm and woolly to play out in the snow. It was an unusual phenomenon, and an unexplainable one at that.
The young vocalist who had been sitting under a tree in the park for what seemed like hours was now gone, and curled up in bed back at home. The second he'd come in sneezing and coughing, Yuki being a bit more overprotective than normal had told him to go to bed and try to relax. Well, the fact he had a cold was only one reason for this sudden change of behaviour. Yuki was beginning to worry about his little lover. Touma kept calling him up nearly every day that week saying Shuichi hadn't gone into work, when Yuki knew for a fact that his lover had left for work every morning that week in a not-so-cheerful mood. Some days that week he just hadn't bothered picking up the phone, since he knew what Touma was going to say. He felt eventually he'd have to question Shuichi about that.
The doorbell rang. Yuki, who had been sitting in his study still trying to get over his writer's block opened the door to greet a rather white looking singer with a pink bunny in his hand. Ryuichi shook the snow from off him and smiled up at Yuki.
"Hello there Mr Yuki! Touma's been worried about Shuichi since he keeps missing work, so we came over to see if he was okay, ne Kumagoro-kun?" he said, hardly giving Yuki a chance to decipher his words. Yuki was about to respond and tell Ryuichi that Shuichi was ill right now and couldn't speak to him, when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned round to see a sleepy Shuichi who was still sneezing a bit.
"Who is it Yuki?" he asked, trying to see past Yuki. Ryuichi didn't need much more of an invitation than that and practically launched himself at Shuichi. He was overjoyed to see his friend, even if it had only been a week since he'd seen him last.
"I thought you were asleep brat," Yuki said. Shuichi shook his head.
"Couldn't sleep. Anyway, hello Mr Sakuma. It's good to see yo– ACHOO!" sneezed Shuichi. Even in the small space of what he said, Ryuichi could tell from the way he spoke that Shuichi was not quite up to talking right now. It seemed Yuki could see that too.
"Mr Sakuma, I think it might be better if that damn brat went back to bed now," he said. Shuichi gave him a classic Shuichi pout, something which he hadn't done in quite a long time. He wondered why, even when he wasn't feeling well, Yuki felt he had to call him a brat. Looking over at Yuki though, in his golden eyes he could see a small shred of care buried deep among the other emotions that were clearly visible through his eyes. Shuichi nodded.
"I guess I should. I wouldn't want you to catch my cold Mr Sakuma," he said. Ryuichi nodded.
"Okay Shu-chan! You have a good long rest! I'm gonna go back to N-G right now and tell Touma you've caught a cold and you'll be off sick for a little while!" he replied. As much as Ryuichi wanted to stay and talk to his friend, he also wanted what was best for Shuichi. And right now, what was best for him was resting.
And with that final comment, the 31 year old singer bounded out of the house and headed for N-G, completely forgetting he had his phone in his pocket and could just call Touma and tell him rather than running back to N-G…
The household was quiet once more. Shuichi lay asleep in the next room. He had collapsed a little while after Ryuichi had left. Turned out his cold had developed into a fever and so Yuki had had the pleasure of dragging his little lover back into bed again.
Yuki was now sitting in the study, trying desperately to finish up the chapter before the end of the evening. But every time he began writing his gaze wandered outside, where the snow fell freely from the sky. It was the first time in history that it was snowing in July, and it even interested Yuki as it did many people around Japan. He then struck inspiration.
He knew exactly how to write this story. He clicked into the document, and in bold typed in the title:
'Pure as the Snow'
The strange world formed around him once more. It seemed like the snow was even heavier this time though, as it fell from the sky. It was still beautiful, pure white snow. The colour reminded him of the innocence of a child who had no such knowledge of death or suffering. It was strange this idea was coming to him now. He'd never actually thought of the snow that way.
Darkness spread over the land once again. It covered every nook and cranny of the dream world. And the world was sobbing and crying, just like a child who had discovered darkness for the first time in their life. He covered his ears. The sound was deafening, and was nearly enough to bring him to tears. He felt like his heart was being ripped out through his chest. Each sob cut deeply into his soul. It was unbearable, enough to drive anyone to insanity.
The lights of heaven had gone off. The world was still engulfed in darkness, and this seemed to last an eternity. However, he knew exactly what was coming next. Why was it this dream each time he closed his eyes? Why was there blood staining the snow at his feet? Why was the sky red, the colour of blood? And more importantly, why was it every time he touched the red snow, it would return to purity and the blood would be left on his hands? Just what in the world did it mean?
He drifted in and out of thoughts, not even noticing the voices in the wind calling out to him from the dream world.
"…He drifted in and out of thoughts, not even noticing the voices in the wind calling out to him from the dream world…"
Yuki sighed and stared at the screen. There it was, his first finished chapter. The inspiration had suddenly come from out of nowhere. This story didn't have the heroine his books were famous for, but instead the main character was a man of about nineteen years of age. He hadn't actually included any physical description of the character thus far, but that was because in his head he could not picture his main character. He seemed to just see these things in the perspective of the character. He rose to his feet once more, and headed to the bedroom, passing the living room window on his way. The snow still fell heavily, showing no signs of giving in. Tokyo looked to be more like a winter wonderland right now than the city it was famous for being. Shaking his head, Yuki headed onwards to the bedroom.
What met his eyes could've easily killed him.
His little lover was lying in the bed, crying, curled up in a ball…
… and there were blood stains on his hands.
A/N: Hehe. I've had sudden inspiration too. I think Yuki's slightly slipping out of character( not that he was greatly in character to start with), but I does not care. I thinks Yuki should act in whatever way I think suits the mood. But how does Yuki know about the contents of Shuichi's dream? Is it pure coincidence his new story is entitled 'Pure as the Snow' and happens to contain the same details as Shuichi's dream world does? Or is a bigger force at work? Ahaha. Even I don't have the answers XD I guess we'll just have to wait and see ne? Well, review soon! This was a longer update so I hopes you all enjoyed it: )
