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burningdarkfire) wrote2010-10-17 11:22 pm
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Falling For You - 7. Crash [TRC; KuroFai]
Title: Falling For You - Crash
Series: TRC
Pairing: KuroFai
Rating: PG-13
Length: about 1000 words, chapter 7 (7/26)
No one was exactly sure how it happened, only that it was a tragedy.
The only one that might know wouldn't talk. He couldn't talk, actually, seeing as he was lying in a hospital with several wires hooked up to him.
Kurogane only knew that there were tears staining his face again as he pressed his hands to the glass and stared desperately at the unmoving shape on the white hospital bed. He didn't trust all these doctors with their fancy beeping machines and their metal instruments that flashed under the harsh hospital lights. He needed to see for himself that Fai was really alright, that he would live.
"Can I go in?" He pleaded once more.
His parents shook their heads in unison. "He's resting right now, Kurogane. Besides, you don't really want …"
Kurogane understood that his parents were protecting him (they had even gone so far as to leave Tomoyo at home), but they didn't understand that this was something he had to do. "When Fluorite-san passed away, he didn't have anyone to hold his hand. He died all alone, crushed by twisted metal and burnt by flames. I don't want Fai," Fai who is already so unstable and so afraid of being alone, of being left behind, "I don't want Fai to feel as if he's alone too."
"Fai-kun won't die," his mother assured him. "The doctors are already certain of that. He might … he might have some scars, but he'll live, at least."
Still, she didn't stop him from pushing open the heavy door and walking inside the room. He stood on his toes, straining to get a good look at the face resting on the high hospital bed. All of a sudden, he felt himself be lifted up, and looked around in alarm to see his dad holding him up.
He stared eagerly at Fai's face, certain for a moment that when he saw Fai's eyes twinkling at him he would be okay. But Fai was asleep and his face was unusually pale, giving him the look of someone that really should be in a hospital. What he could see of Fai's body, that is, his shoulders and up, were all covered in bandages and gauze, some of which was stained a faint red. His beautiful blond hair that used to be so silky was matted with speckles of blood that hadn't been entirely washed off.
"Let me down," he whispered, suddenly more afraid for Fai than he had been when he walked in. When his father obeyed, he tenderly took a pale hand in his own tan one and gripped it.
He dimly registered his mother crying in the background and his father putting his arm around her, making soothing noises and trying to comfort her.
"What a poor dear," she hiccupped. "First his mother, now his father not even half a year later …"
"I know," his father responded. "And everything that happened before …"
"Both his parents," his mother sniffled. "They worked so hard to raise him well, his father especially, after what happened last December. I couldn't believe that she would just choose to … to die like that, I thought I knew her …"
"Even strong people break in the end," his father sighed. "After everything … I'm not saying it was right, but at least, I feel I can sort of understand what she was thinking … It must have been so hard."
"I know what you mean." Kurogane's mother seemed to quiet down a little and got her tears under control.
Their family is one burdened by many sorrows and secrets," his father said quietly. "Tragedy after tragedy has shattered them and broken down two of the strongest people I ever had the pleasure to meet, leading them straight into Death's arms."
"Well, Death won't take Fai away," Kurogane turned around and interrupted his parents defiantly. "Not if I can do anything about it!"
"Death claims everyone," his father replied bluntly.
"Not before his time then." Kurogane felt the tears flow faster, and though he rubbed at his eyes, he was helpless to stop them. "Not until he finds the meaning of happiness."
"When did you get so poetic?" his dad teased, although the humor was lost in the sterile hospital air.
Kurogane could still feel a faint blush color his already blotchy cheeks. "It's just something we talked about once."
His parents were silent, as if they had been surprised.
"This boy has seen and thought of things far beyond his age," Kurogane's mother broke the tension at last. "We better take good care of him."
"We're the closest thing he has to family now," Mr. Suwa agreed.
Kurogane nodded, turning back around to grip Fai's hand again. He kept his gaze steady on Fai's face and watched intently for any sign of life, any sign that he might be coming back to them.
As he heard his parents continue to murmur behind him, Kurogane made two silent promises to Fai. He would always take care of Fai, no matter what, because Fai was important to him. He would make sure Fai was never lonely, because it seemed to be something he feared so much.
He would keep those promises as well as he could for the rest of his life, Kurogane told himself.
-
Now (21 years and 5 months old)
Kurogane knows now that he has broken both his promises.
He supposes that at some point, Fai had descended to a point where even Kurogane, one of two people that have ever seen beyond the pretty surface that Fai shows the world, could not reach him, and so Fai had spiraled down and down, hiding dark secrets and fooling everyone.
It was the broken promises that led them here, where Kurogane once again holds a pale hand in his and wishes desperately that his friend will return to linger among the living.
It must be so terrifying to be alone, Kurogane thinks.
-
A/N - Not much to say in this author's note o.O In the wonderfully alliteration of MissEars, a double dose of nearly dead Fai. X3
Series: TRC
Pairing: KuroFai
Rating: PG-13
Length: about 1000 words, chapter 7 (7/26)
Crash (8 Years and 9 Months Old)
April 11, 09: 8 Years and 4 Months Old
April 11, 09: 8 Years and 4 Months Old
No one was exactly sure how it happened, only that it was a tragedy.
The only one that might know wouldn't talk. He couldn't talk, actually, seeing as he was lying in a hospital with several wires hooked up to him.
Kurogane only knew that there were tears staining his face again as he pressed his hands to the glass and stared desperately at the unmoving shape on the white hospital bed. He didn't trust all these doctors with their fancy beeping machines and their metal instruments that flashed under the harsh hospital lights. He needed to see for himself that Fai was really alright, that he would live.
"Can I go in?" He pleaded once more.
His parents shook their heads in unison. "He's resting right now, Kurogane. Besides, you don't really want …"
Kurogane understood that his parents were protecting him (they had even gone so far as to leave Tomoyo at home), but they didn't understand that this was something he had to do. "When Fluorite-san passed away, he didn't have anyone to hold his hand. He died all alone, crushed by twisted metal and burnt by flames. I don't want Fai," Fai who is already so unstable and so afraid of being alone, of being left behind, "I don't want Fai to feel as if he's alone too."
"Fai-kun won't die," his mother assured him. "The doctors are already certain of that. He might … he might have some scars, but he'll live, at least."
Still, she didn't stop him from pushing open the heavy door and walking inside the room. He stood on his toes, straining to get a good look at the face resting on the high hospital bed. All of a sudden, he felt himself be lifted up, and looked around in alarm to see his dad holding him up.
He stared eagerly at Fai's face, certain for a moment that when he saw Fai's eyes twinkling at him he would be okay. But Fai was asleep and his face was unusually pale, giving him the look of someone that really should be in a hospital. What he could see of Fai's body, that is, his shoulders and up, were all covered in bandages and gauze, some of which was stained a faint red. His beautiful blond hair that used to be so silky was matted with speckles of blood that hadn't been entirely washed off.
"Let me down," he whispered, suddenly more afraid for Fai than he had been when he walked in. When his father obeyed, he tenderly took a pale hand in his own tan one and gripped it.
He dimly registered his mother crying in the background and his father putting his arm around her, making soothing noises and trying to comfort her.
"What a poor dear," she hiccupped. "First his mother, now his father not even half a year later …"
"I know," his father responded. "And everything that happened before …"
"Both his parents," his mother sniffled. "They worked so hard to raise him well, his father especially, after what happened last December. I couldn't believe that she would just choose to … to die like that, I thought I knew her …"
"Even strong people break in the end," his father sighed. "After everything … I'm not saying it was right, but at least, I feel I can sort of understand what she was thinking … It must have been so hard."
"I know what you mean." Kurogane's mother seemed to quiet down a little and got her tears under control.
Their family is one burdened by many sorrows and secrets," his father said quietly. "Tragedy after tragedy has shattered them and broken down two of the strongest people I ever had the pleasure to meet, leading them straight into Death's arms."
"Well, Death won't take Fai away," Kurogane turned around and interrupted his parents defiantly. "Not if I can do anything about it!"
"Death claims everyone," his father replied bluntly.
"Not before his time then." Kurogane felt the tears flow faster, and though he rubbed at his eyes, he was helpless to stop them. "Not until he finds the meaning of happiness."
"When did you get so poetic?" his dad teased, although the humor was lost in the sterile hospital air.
Kurogane could still feel a faint blush color his already blotchy cheeks. "It's just something we talked about once."
His parents were silent, as if they had been surprised.
"This boy has seen and thought of things far beyond his age," Kurogane's mother broke the tension at last. "We better take good care of him."
"We're the closest thing he has to family now," Mr. Suwa agreed.
Kurogane nodded, turning back around to grip Fai's hand again. He kept his gaze steady on Fai's face and watched intently for any sign of life, any sign that he might be coming back to them.
As he heard his parents continue to murmur behind him, Kurogane made two silent promises to Fai. He would always take care of Fai, no matter what, because Fai was important to him. He would make sure Fai was never lonely, because it seemed to be something he feared so much.
He would keep those promises as well as he could for the rest of his life, Kurogane told himself.
-
Now (21 years and 5 months old)
Kurogane knows now that he has broken both his promises.
He supposes that at some point, Fai had descended to a point where even Kurogane, one of two people that have ever seen beyond the pretty surface that Fai shows the world, could not reach him, and so Fai had spiraled down and down, hiding dark secrets and fooling everyone.
It was the broken promises that led them here, where Kurogane once again holds a pale hand in his and wishes desperately that his friend will return to linger among the living.
It must be so terrifying to be alone, Kurogane thinks.
-
A/N - Not much to say in this author's note o.O In the wonderfully alliteration of MissEars, a double dose of nearly dead Fai. X3