Tick Tock

Prologue

The last day of our middle school was a disaster, for both me and Atsushi. Let me elaborate on that. The day was the 26th of March and by that time we had been dating for nearly 3 months and have been friends for practically our whole lives. We decided to spend the day at my place, bingeing Evangelion, playing video-games, having a completely safe sleepover...doing couple-stuff even.

The disaster occurred, when my mom thought it would be a great idea to just barge into the room, without any notice, with a tray full of cookies and orange juice... right when I thought it was safe to kiss my boyfriend. Kissing - a way to express affection and love. Logically, it shouldn't be a crime for one male to express romantic affection to another male...but sometimes parents love butchering logic.

The sound of breaking glass, the sound of Atsushi's panic-stricken sniffles, the sound of mom's frantic voice, and my cold silence when the nightmare was unfolding. It was all too much for the 14yr old Ryuunosuke Akutagawa. I was filled with embarrassment, guilt, and fear, but didn't know how the hell I was supposed to react within that chaos. So, I remained shut and silent

Atsushi was sent home; I was thankful he was. I was thankful that he did not have to bear the warzone that was my home. My parents reacted in a way that would convince people that their son was a mass-murderer. I was yelled at, slapped, threatened only because I liked kissing my childhood best friend who happened to be a guy.

As the next day rolled in, any contacts with Atsushi were strictly prohibited, any discussions regarding my sexuality were strictly prohibited, keeping my door closed was strictly prohibited, this prohibited, that prohibited... in short, my freedom was prohibited. It pissed me off to be honest, how infuriatingly monitored I was, how Atsushi was too good to disobey my parents and get in touch with me at least once, how badly I wanted to hear his voice, to complain about and play with his hair, to hit him in the head when he teased me, to melt in his kiss; it all pissed me off, my cold house, absence of Atsushi's warmth and love, all of it.

My parents did meet up with Atsushi's dad. Apparently, Kunikida-san was more accepting and understanding towards his son and tried to talk my parents into allowing me and Atsushi to meet at least once, but of course, that didn't work, my parents were hell-bent. But for the first time, I wanted to talk to people, talk to my parents and reach an understanding, talk to Atsushi to at least give closure to our relationship. Hell! I would even talk to Kunikida-san just for the sake of talking!

But as days passed by, all those years with Atsushi seemed more and more like a long beautiful dream. And when I woke up, and the dream ended, I couldn't help but yearn for it to be true, for the untouchable, unreachable warmth named Nakajima Atsushi to be mine.
Day by day, it all became my best dream. It all became the cold boy's only wish.

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A/N: So, yeah...this is my first time writing a fanfic, hope you like it! Comments and votes are appreciated!