Sta.sh
Key:
Words = Gokudera's POV
Words = Tsuna's POV
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There was a beautiful sunset coming then.
The sun is white hot and high.
I sat in the sand with my toes soaking in the water.
Two old men sit on a bench parallel with the outer wall of the building.
He stepped inside my lingering footprints and stopped right behind me.
My footsteps echo precious old memories against the walls after I come in.
We were alone.
I'm almost the only one there, and it makes me feel more noticed than I like.
I turned and eyed him.
Everyone stares as I walk into the elevator.
He looked down at me with a faint smirk.
Remembering keeps me from smiling.
And then he sat down at my side.
One other person comes in and stands next to me.
The lights in his eyes danced like the glow on the water.
A red light clicks on when I press the button for the tallest floor to which the elevator goes.
Minutes passed us by.
It takes only a few minutes.
The only sound around us was the breath of the water.
I don't say a word.
"This sunset is beautiful," he finally said.
I know it won't be pretty, but this is still what I want, so I get out and continue on the stairs.
Unable to respond, I just twiddled a blade of grass between my fingers.
The stairs up to the top wind tightly and I lose myself in them.
If I listened closely, I could hear his heartbeat.
My heart pounds harder as I go higher.
And the red in the horizon reflected gently on his face.
The giant window I've been passing by shows me inches more of the city at a time.
He sighed and our eyes met.
Those stairs seem to go on forever, as far as I can see.
My bare feet strayed toward his soft leather shoes.
These feet of mine are growing heavier with each stair, each doubt, each decision to go on.
His body swayed closer to mine and his arms began to move.
Until, finally, I reach the door, and practically slam myself onto it in exhaustion.
When it was like this, it was so easy to fall into him as he wrapped himself around me.
This may be a little strenuous, but it's still not a difficult choice.
He was so warm, so comforting.
Twisting the doorknob brings me assurance that I'm still going to do this.
I stayed enveloped in him for a long time; I didn't ever want this moment to end.
I stand in the doorway for what feels like forever.
But suddenly I sniffled, and he pulled away from me and asked what was wrong.
What I'm going to do isn't right, but it's the only way.
That was when I told him what I really wanted to say.
I want to scream, shout, yell, cry, something.
"Can you promise me that, when I die," I said, "You'll live on as best as you can?"
Alas, I am silent, as I walk across the rooftop and get up on the ledge.
I would never forget the way the breeze shuffled his hair about as he pondered my question.
The wind is so powerful up here.
Just before he answered, the sun disappeared, and he kissed my hand.
I close my eyes and an anticipatory darkness surrounds me.
"I promise," he said, tears flowing from his eyes.
I'm sorry I'm breaking my promise.
"I promise."
That very next day…
That very day…
I…
… died.
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And she was like "oh, really? That must be some masterpiece" and I was happy that she doesn't care I love yaoi.
So beautiful..but sad.. ;O;
And so true... ;O;
(Inspiration is unfair