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neko_kirin3104018. Cabana
Pair: Ohno/ShoPrompt: 009 Cabana
The cottage was small. Blinding in its pristine whiteness, from the silk cloth roof down to the four poles keeping it upright.
Sticking out like a tiny spark of hope, a glaring blot of life in an otherwise dismal no-whereness, it was the first thing that caught Sho’s attention. The only thing in that thin strip of land in the middle of an endless stretch of sea that was worth a second glance.
He went for it, his feet sinking deep into the sand with each cautious step, yet his curiosity pressing enough to keep him moving.
A familiar face, the calmest voice, greeted him inside the flowing silk walls of the cabana. “You’re here.”
“Satoshi-kun...”
A simple exchange, not much different from how they normally did it at better times. In a better place. His lover looked so much younger than the last time they saw each other. More alive, at ease. Majestic in the midst of all the glowing whiteness.
“Was it easy?” Satoshi asked without sparing him a glance.
“More than I ever expected.”
A smile. “I’m glad.” The briefest glance. “Finally.”
Finally...
A single word. A simple affirmation. It wasn’t exactly what he had wanted to hear, but it was enough to tell him all he needed to know.
“I missed you,” he whispered, his heart fluttering to the rhythm of the wind and the sea.
“You’re home, Sho-chan.” Satoshi reached out for his hand. “Home with me.”
A deep sigh. A heartfelt smile. “I’m glad.”
019. Blanket
Pair: Ohno/Sho
Prompt: 021 Blanket
He could still feel. Every flitting touch. Every bone-crashing grip. Even after all these years, even with all his best intentions, Sho’s tendency to overexert his strength in all the wrong ways, for all the wrong reasons, still always caused more pain than good.
It was a pleasant kind of pain, though. One that reminded Satoshi each day that he was still alive.
Still here.
Still loved.
“Satoshi-kun...”
He could also still see from his memories every unshed tear, every furrowed brow. For even after all this time, even when the younger man had all the reasons to do so, Sho had never been able to let go and just surrender himself wholly to the raw emotions coursing through his veins like blood, like life.
“Satoshi, please...”
He could still smell Sho. Remember the warm, homey scent of the man, the lover, who had stayed by his side through thick and thin. In sickness and in health. Even now that death was about to tear them apart—
“Please...”
He could almost taste the desperation in Sho’s voice.
“I love you...”
Could almost swear to have felt the balmy drop of a tear or two on the blanket—
“Please don’t go...”
—on his arm—
“Don’t go...”
—on his face—
“Satoshi...”
He heard a faint sob.
A burst of white in his otherwise dark consciousness.
Then silence.
020. Doggie Paddle
Pair: Ohno/Sho
Prompt: 003 Doggie Paddle
Satoshi Ohno was an observant man. Sho would never forget this about his lover.
Although he would often rather put on the zoned out look he had perfected through the years, and even after the years had already etched themselves on his face, practically robbing him of his senses, Satoshi had never lost the child-like curiosity that had always kept him hung up on every little thing that mattered to him.
Every little thing that was Sho—
“You’re crinkling your nose again, Sho-chan.”
“Sho-chan, are you pouting? I wish I could still see...”
“You’re too old to still be squeaking, you know. But if it’s Sho-chan, then it’s okay...”
“You can cry. Just please don’t cry all day, Sho-chan... ne?”
Satoshi had always watched over him even when the man could no longer see.
Even when the man was no longer here...
So Sho knew he had to do this right. He didn’t know how he got to the shore in the first place, but it hardly mattered now.
The waves looked curiously like the squiggly lines on the monitor they had attached to him at the hospital just a moment ago—
He jumped right in.
And began to swim.
021. Lazarus
Pair: Ohno/Sho
Prompt: 086 Author’s Choice
“You’re here.”
It wasn’t like he hadn’t been expecting to see Sho...
“Satoshi-kun...”
After all, ever since he got here, his life had no other purpose but to wait for this day...
“Was it easy?”
This moment—
“More than I ever expected.”
He just had to make sure his lover did not have to suffer to be here with him now...
“I’m glad.”
In this place...
“I missed you.”
Where they could finally be together, co-existing in the same plane, the same breath...
“You’re home, Sho-chan. Home with me.”
The same heartbeat....
“I’m glad.”
They held hands. And smiled.
Finally...
for my superhero
march 7, 1954 – july 10, 2014
march 7, 1954 – july 10, 2014
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Date: 2014-07-19 03:21 am (UTC)So many feelings...
Thanks for this!
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Date: 2014-07-28 01:08 am (UTC)