Belated Happy Birthday Aibacchi!!
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a1y_puffTitle: Never More
Author: a1y-puff
Fandom: The Musical Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Shirota x Aiba
Genre: Umm… a little bit of drama and somesap fluff?
Rating: PG
Summary: Sequel to Memories of Yuu. After hearing that Shirota had finally awakened from his coma, Aiba immediately rushed to the hospital, only to get another surprise.
Warnings: unbetaed, a little OOC-ness, last-minute work, kind of done in a rush… and Shirota’s failed attempt at humor.
Disclaimer: I don’t own these boys, really… They belong to themselves and have their own lives. Everything written on this fic has nothing to do with their real lives, and it’s all only a product of MY imagination ^^;
A/N: Darn I almost forgot Aiba’s b’day!! Well anyway since yesterday was Aibacchi’s b’day, I decided to do the sequel of Memories of Yuu. If you remember, it was written almost a year ago… lol. Just click if you forget and leave me a comment if you haven’t? :D
Oh, and this is Aiba’s PoV again.
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-NEVER MORE-
Time sure flew. My daily routines changed as jobs came and went, and finally I was no longer in the musical. One thing that had never changed in my routines was to visit Yuu in the hospital, whenever I managed to steal some time in my busy schedule.
Everyday, every single day, I was waiting for Yuu to wake up, yet aside of him holding my hand weakly some time ago, his condition didn’t seem to progress. Sometimes, I got tired of waiting and hoping. Will Yuu ever woke up?
It was quite late at night when the photoshoot had finally ended. I walked to my manager to retrieve my cellphone, and found an email that was sent probably around this afternoon.
It was from Shirota Jun.
I quickly opened the mail, and my eyes widened. I promptly dashed towards the car, dragging my manager to drive me to the hospital, now.
‘Yuu has woken up,’ the mail stated.
Upon arrival, I tried to control my legs not to just run towards Yuu’s room, and walked quickly instead. I fidgeted during the elevator ride, absently wondering if it would’ve been faster if I were to just dash through the emergency stairs. Lucky that Yuu was in a VIP room, so that there was no limit for the visiting hour.
The elevator dinged, and the door slowly opened. I walked down the familiar corridor, and within seconds, I was in front of Yuu’s door.
This is it… just open the door, and I will meet Yuu again… right?
The door clicked open and I almost jumped backwards in surprise. Then, I saw Yuu’s brother stepping out of the room and I nodded at him in greeting.
“Oh, Aiba! I knew you would be here,” he smiled.
“How’s Yuu?” I asked, and failed to hide the anxious tone in my voice.
“He’s okay now. The doctor had checked on him this afternoon and he’s sleeping now.”
“Can I see him?”
As soon as I heard him said, “Sure,” I immediately twist the doorknob and was about to step inside when Jun-san said again, “Ah, but…”
“Yes?” I asked, suddenly feeling that something was wrong.
Jun-san hesitated a bit, and then he grinned. “Nothing. Good luck,” he waved and left me in confusion.
Shaking my head a bit, I stepped inside the dimmed room… And then I saw him, lying on the bed with his eyes closed. Slowly, I stepped closer to the bedside and I suddenly saw his eyes fluttered open. He blinked several times before finally his eyes caught my figure.
And I froze on the spot.
I felt like suddenly my heart beat faster, and I forgot how to walk. For a moment, I could only stare at him, which returned my gaze without any expression on his face.
And then he smiled.
“Yuu…?” I finally found my voice as I hesitantly took a step closer until I was right next to his bed.
“Hi, there. Thank you for coming. Are you a friend of mine?” he said in a friendly manner he usually used when meeting new people. I stayed rooted to the spot.
‘What did he say?’
“You… don’t remember me?” I tried to make sure, all the while wishing in my heart that I was just hearing thing and Yuu did NOT really forget who I was.
The smile in his face turned sheepish, and he scratched the back of his hand, a gesture he always made when feeling guilty. And that dreadful answer flew out of his lips, “Sorry, I don’t.”
And I fell silent.
Nothing I could do but to stare at the smiling Shirota Yuu who was now sitting on his bed and looked back at me, still with that guilt shown on his face.
‘He really doesn’t remember me?’
Then he also didn’t remember all the time we had shared, all those memories of us together… had they gone from his head?
…And just when I had vowed to myself I’d say ‘I love you’ the moment he opened his eyes…
Maybe, this was my punishment. For all I’ve done to him; for being so self-centered and not caring of what he felt…
But why…
“Pfft…”
I snapped out of my reverie at the sound of someone chuckling. Slightly puzzled, I lifted my eyes from the ground to stare confusedly at the sniggering Yuu in bed.
“You… you should’ve seen your face…” he said between his laughter.
Still dumbfounded, all I could managed was a “huh?”
“Your face! Oh that was so funny!” he said again before bursting out laughing. “Sorry,” he managed after trying hard to suppress his laughter, “I was just kidding…pfft…”
‘Wait... what?’
“… you were kidding?” I asked, again, realizing that my tone of voice had become somewhat flat. “You mean… you remember me?”
Finally his laughter died and he turned his head to face me. Grinning, he replied, “Yes, I do remember you, Hiro-chan.”
Suddenly I felt like crying. Hearing his endearing nickname to me was one of many things I missed about him, and to hear him said it so casually after acting like he didn’t remember me was enough to turn my insides into chaos. I felt my chest tightened with emotions; upset from being tricked and yet glad that he did remember me.
And that he was still the same Yuu before our last fight that had put him into coma.
I felt my tears had finally run down freely on my cheeks, and I finally felt like my chest was going to explode.
“That was not funny, damn it!” I snapped as soon as I found my voice back, and it effectively stopped Yuu from grinning like an idiot and stared at me in surprise.
“Hiroki?”
“What was so funny? Do you have any idea of how worried I was? All these time I’ve been waiting for you to wake up, and what did I get? The first time I saw you awake, you told me you didn’t remember me… Could you imagine how I felt?” I ranted on and on and I felt like I couldn’t stop myself. Now, I could even care less about my tears running heavily down my face.
Still looking baffled, Yuu could only stare at me. He looked like he wanted to say something, but he didn’t know what to say.
I finally raised a hand to cover my eyes and threw my head sideways. “I… I thought I was going to lose you…” I said again, but somehow, probably due to my sobs, my voice was barely a notch above a whisper.
For a few second, silence hung in the air before I suddenly felt a hand tugging at my left hand.
“I’m sorry,” came the gentle voice that I’ve missed for so long, “Sorry, I went too far,” he added.
As much as I wanted to reply, I wasn’t sure I could make out a proper respond. I was afraid I would break into sobs, and I didn’t want to.
“I’m sorry, Hiroki. Show me your face, please?” he coaxed.
“No,” was my immediate reply as I stubbornly kept my head sideways, with my right hand covering both my eyes. I didn’t like to be seen crying, although I knew he had seen me already, but my pride didn’t allow me to show my weakness any further.
There was another few seconds of silence, before he spoke again in an impossibly gentler tone, “If you don’t want me to look at your face, that’s okay. But won’t you at least let me hold you?”
I stayed silent for a while, but finally relented and let myself being pulled into an embrace. As high as my pride was, my longings for Yuu seemed to be greater. I hid my face in the crook of his neck, and my right hand moved to clutch on his back. I could feel Yuu’s hand caressing my head and shushing me, and it helped a lot in making my tears flowing harder instead of stopping.
“I heard you were almost always by my side when I was in coma,” Yuu suddenly started after a moment of silence, and I could only nodded since even when my tears had finally stopped now, I didn’t feel like talking yet.
He chuckled at that, and I was somehow annoyed. “What’s so funny? I was waiting for you, idiot…”
“It’s not that,” he said while continuing to caress my head since I still refused to lift my face. “I’m just happy… that you had stayed by my side.”
At that, a pang of guilt had successfully made its way to my chest. That’s right. I had been neglecting him before, hadn’t I? All those times, never once had I worded my affection, and my actions hadn’t been of any help at all.
I tightened my arms around his body, and received a, “hmm? What is it?” in respond.
“…I love you…” I finally said the words, albeit hoarsely.
I knew he heard me for I felt that his embrace was tightened and I could swear he was smiling as he kissed the side of my head.
“I love you too,” he replied, and that was enough to make a single tear fell from my left eye, and I shifted my head to bury my face further into his neck. He chuckled once more and kept me safely in his warm embrace.
I didn’t know how long we stayed in each other arms like that. I could even care less for my rather uncomfortable position for I had to bend a little to put my head on his shoulder like now. All I cared about was that Yuu was here, embracing me.
Being in his arms like this had somehow made me feel like I was home.
And never more I wanted to lose my ‘home’ ever again.
-END-
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A/N: So… how was it? Was it too sappy?This is what I got when I forced myself to write at midnight.
It’s been a while since I wrote ShiroAi, so… well, I hope I haven’t gotten rusty. (not that I was sharp to begin with.)
Anyway if you have read my TezuFuji fic, Coming Home, you might’ve noticed the similarity in plots (the pretending-to-have-amnesia part). Well actually the plot originally belonged to this fic, but I haven’t written this until now, so I used the plot in that TeFu fic first since I needed it XD;;
Anyway reviews would be very much appreciated, so please leave your comments if you happen to read this, ne? Thank you :D
Author: a1y-puff
Fandom: The Musical Prince of Tennis
Pairing: Shirota x Aiba
Genre: Umm… a little bit of drama and some
Rating: PG
Summary: Sequel to Memories of Yuu. After hearing that Shirota had finally awakened from his coma, Aiba immediately rushed to the hospital, only to get another surprise.
Warnings: unbetaed, a little OOC-ness, last-minute work, kind of done in a rush… and Shirota’s failed attempt at humor.
Disclaimer: I don’t own these boys, really… They belong to themselves and have their own lives. Everything written on this fic has nothing to do with their real lives, and it’s all only a product of MY imagination ^^;
A/N: Darn I almost forgot Aiba’s b’day!! Well anyway since yesterday was Aibacchi’s b’day, I decided to do the sequel of Memories of Yuu. If you remember, it was written almost a year ago… lol. Just click if you forget and leave me a comment if you haven’t? :D
Oh, and this is Aiba’s PoV again.
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-NEVER MORE-
Time sure flew. My daily routines changed as jobs came and went, and finally I was no longer in the musical. One thing that had never changed in my routines was to visit Yuu in the hospital, whenever I managed to steal some time in my busy schedule.
Everyday, every single day, I was waiting for Yuu to wake up, yet aside of him holding my hand weakly some time ago, his condition didn’t seem to progress. Sometimes, I got tired of waiting and hoping. Will Yuu ever woke up?
It was quite late at night when the photoshoot had finally ended. I walked to my manager to retrieve my cellphone, and found an email that was sent probably around this afternoon.
It was from Shirota Jun.
I quickly opened the mail, and my eyes widened. I promptly dashed towards the car, dragging my manager to drive me to the hospital, now.
‘Yuu has woken up,’ the mail stated.
Upon arrival, I tried to control my legs not to just run towards Yuu’s room, and walked quickly instead. I fidgeted during the elevator ride, absently wondering if it would’ve been faster if I were to just dash through the emergency stairs. Lucky that Yuu was in a VIP room, so that there was no limit for the visiting hour.
The elevator dinged, and the door slowly opened. I walked down the familiar corridor, and within seconds, I was in front of Yuu’s door.
This is it… just open the door, and I will meet Yuu again… right?
The door clicked open and I almost jumped backwards in surprise. Then, I saw Yuu’s brother stepping out of the room and I nodded at him in greeting.
“Oh, Aiba! I knew you would be here,” he smiled.
“How’s Yuu?” I asked, and failed to hide the anxious tone in my voice.
“He’s okay now. The doctor had checked on him this afternoon and he’s sleeping now.”
“Can I see him?”
As soon as I heard him said, “Sure,” I immediately twist the doorknob and was about to step inside when Jun-san said again, “Ah, but…”
“Yes?” I asked, suddenly feeling that something was wrong.
Jun-san hesitated a bit, and then he grinned. “Nothing. Good luck,” he waved and left me in confusion.
Shaking my head a bit, I stepped inside the dimmed room… And then I saw him, lying on the bed with his eyes closed. Slowly, I stepped closer to the bedside and I suddenly saw his eyes fluttered open. He blinked several times before finally his eyes caught my figure.
And I froze on the spot.
I felt like suddenly my heart beat faster, and I forgot how to walk. For a moment, I could only stare at him, which returned my gaze without any expression on his face.
And then he smiled.
“Yuu…?” I finally found my voice as I hesitantly took a step closer until I was right next to his bed.
“Hi, there. Thank you for coming. Are you a friend of mine?” he said in a friendly manner he usually used when meeting new people. I stayed rooted to the spot.
‘What did he say?’
“You… don’t remember me?” I tried to make sure, all the while wishing in my heart that I was just hearing thing and Yuu did NOT really forget who I was.
The smile in his face turned sheepish, and he scratched the back of his hand, a gesture he always made when feeling guilty. And that dreadful answer flew out of his lips, “Sorry, I don’t.”
And I fell silent.
Nothing I could do but to stare at the smiling Shirota Yuu who was now sitting on his bed and looked back at me, still with that guilt shown on his face.
‘He really doesn’t remember me?’
Then he also didn’t remember all the time we had shared, all those memories of us together… had they gone from his head?
…And just when I had vowed to myself I’d say ‘I love you’ the moment he opened his eyes…
Maybe, this was my punishment. For all I’ve done to him; for being so self-centered and not caring of what he felt…
But why…
“Pfft…”
I snapped out of my reverie at the sound of someone chuckling. Slightly puzzled, I lifted my eyes from the ground to stare confusedly at the sniggering Yuu in bed.
“You… you should’ve seen your face…” he said between his laughter.
Still dumbfounded, all I could managed was a “huh?”
“Your face! Oh that was so funny!” he said again before bursting out laughing. “Sorry,” he managed after trying hard to suppress his laughter, “I was just kidding…pfft…”
‘Wait... what?’
“… you were kidding?” I asked, again, realizing that my tone of voice had become somewhat flat. “You mean… you remember me?”
Finally his laughter died and he turned his head to face me. Grinning, he replied, “Yes, I do remember you, Hiro-chan.”
Suddenly I felt like crying. Hearing his endearing nickname to me was one of many things I missed about him, and to hear him said it so casually after acting like he didn’t remember me was enough to turn my insides into chaos. I felt my chest tightened with emotions; upset from being tricked and yet glad that he did remember me.
And that he was still the same Yuu before our last fight that had put him into coma.
I felt my tears had finally run down freely on my cheeks, and I finally felt like my chest was going to explode.
“That was not funny, damn it!” I snapped as soon as I found my voice back, and it effectively stopped Yuu from grinning like an idiot and stared at me in surprise.
“Hiroki?”
“What was so funny? Do you have any idea of how worried I was? All these time I’ve been waiting for you to wake up, and what did I get? The first time I saw you awake, you told me you didn’t remember me… Could you imagine how I felt?” I ranted on and on and I felt like I couldn’t stop myself. Now, I could even care less about my tears running heavily down my face.
Still looking baffled, Yuu could only stare at me. He looked like he wanted to say something, but he didn’t know what to say.
I finally raised a hand to cover my eyes and threw my head sideways. “I… I thought I was going to lose you…” I said again, but somehow, probably due to my sobs, my voice was barely a notch above a whisper.
For a few second, silence hung in the air before I suddenly felt a hand tugging at my left hand.
“I’m sorry,” came the gentle voice that I’ve missed for so long, “Sorry, I went too far,” he added.
As much as I wanted to reply, I wasn’t sure I could make out a proper respond. I was afraid I would break into sobs, and I didn’t want to.
“I’m sorry, Hiroki. Show me your face, please?” he coaxed.
“No,” was my immediate reply as I stubbornly kept my head sideways, with my right hand covering both my eyes. I didn’t like to be seen crying, although I knew he had seen me already, but my pride didn’t allow me to show my weakness any further.
There was another few seconds of silence, before he spoke again in an impossibly gentler tone, “If you don’t want me to look at your face, that’s okay. But won’t you at least let me hold you?”
I stayed silent for a while, but finally relented and let myself being pulled into an embrace. As high as my pride was, my longings for Yuu seemed to be greater. I hid my face in the crook of his neck, and my right hand moved to clutch on his back. I could feel Yuu’s hand caressing my head and shushing me, and it helped a lot in making my tears flowing harder instead of stopping.
“I heard you were almost always by my side when I was in coma,” Yuu suddenly started after a moment of silence, and I could only nodded since even when my tears had finally stopped now, I didn’t feel like talking yet.
He chuckled at that, and I was somehow annoyed. “What’s so funny? I was waiting for you, idiot…”
“It’s not that,” he said while continuing to caress my head since I still refused to lift my face. “I’m just happy… that you had stayed by my side.”
At that, a pang of guilt had successfully made its way to my chest. That’s right. I had been neglecting him before, hadn’t I? All those times, never once had I worded my affection, and my actions hadn’t been of any help at all.
I tightened my arms around his body, and received a, “hmm? What is it?” in respond.
“…I love you…” I finally said the words, albeit hoarsely.
I knew he heard me for I felt that his embrace was tightened and I could swear he was smiling as he kissed the side of my head.
“I love you too,” he replied, and that was enough to make a single tear fell from my left eye, and I shifted my head to bury my face further into his neck. He chuckled once more and kept me safely in his warm embrace.
I didn’t know how long we stayed in each other arms like that. I could even care less for my rather uncomfortable position for I had to bend a little to put my head on his shoulder like now. All I cared about was that Yuu was here, embracing me.
Being in his arms like this had somehow made me feel like I was home.
And never more I wanted to lose my ‘home’ ever again.
-END-
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A/N: So… how was it? Was it too sappy?
It’s been a while since I wrote ShiroAi, so… well, I hope I haven’t gotten rusty. (not that I was sharp to begin with.)
Anyway if you have read my TezuFuji fic, Coming Home, you might’ve noticed the similarity in plots (the pretending-to-have-amnesia part). Well actually the plot originally belonged to this fic, but I haven’t written this until now, so I used the plot in that TeFu fic first since I needed it XD;;
Anyway reviews would be very much appreciated, so please leave your comments if you happen to read this, ne? Thank you :D
