Disclaimer: I don't own Prince of Tennis nor any of its characters.
Author's Notes: Written for the LJ 30Angsts community. Claimed the HiyoGaku pairing, coz I wanted to write more of them. And I wanted to write some angst, too. Don't expect much happy endings. XP
I'm writing some angst because...well, I dunno, I'm not really depressed or anything. I just wanted to update this! X) Also, I wrote this one on my laptop. Yeaa! MY laptop, a present from my parents coz I got great grades. XD Yeah-huh.
Enjoy the fifth shot!
Warnings: Angst, of course. X( And a pretty open-ish ending.
Title: Running
Theme: 2. For when you die, I'll be there for you.
Summary: I'm running towards him.
The wind rushes through my face, cold and harsh, flipping my red hair back. I'm running, running against it, running like my life depended on it.
But it wasn't my life that depended on this. It was his.
Now that I think about it, it was a stupid little arguement really. I was being my normal whiny self, complaining about one stupid little mistake during the pervious match. My whines annoyed him, they always did. But I couldn't stop, I wanted him to pay attention to me. I wanted him to talk to me and acknowledge me.
Not in this way though. Not as enemies.
So now I'm running. Running towards the hospital, where he must be laying there, gasping in pain. I'm running towards him.
I was still angry at him. Angry that he wouldn't back me up. Angry that we lost. I had told him I hated him.
But, see, I didn't.
Because when I think about it, when I think about him, I realize something. When I think about his rare smiles, and the way he makes me laugh with his favorite phrase 'Gekokujou', my heart starts beating. When I think about him, I realize:
I cared about him more than I thought I did.
And now all I can do is run.
Because if I don't, I don't think I can live with myself. If I don't run, the last thing he'll remember about me was that I hated him. If I don't run, I'd never get the chance to say:
Hiyoshi, I love you.
END A.N.G.S.T.