It's my friend's birthday!! Well, tomorrow anyways. She's asked me for three one shot stories, so this one and the next two are for her. Congrats, friend! You're one year older, you short little cupcake! Enjoy!
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His fiery eyes met yours in a raining flurry one night, just across the streets of Japan. They flickered in your mind even now, though ever since then, you didn't see those gorgeous eyes. You had to know, and it was beginning to become quite painful. Who was that boy?
"Once you meet someone, you never forget them. It just takes some time for you to remember." ~Spirited Away
You could never forget that night. You were out later than usual, working harder and harder by the day to keep up with your own stomach. You didn't live with your parents because they died a couple years ago, side by side, in a car crash. It was romantic, you believed, mostly because it made you feel less saddened about being alone. But in a way, it made you more lonely. It made you want a romance like that as well.
Of course, that was wishful thinking.
That night you saw the boy, it was raining, and your stomach was growling loudly. You didn't want to return to that empty forsaken place you called home. Not yet, anyways. It was raining really hard, the gloom of the night being lit with the neon lights that decorated the whole town. You didn't mean to see those gorgeous eyes, it sort of just.. happened. You glanced across the street, and looked into the most fiery pair of orbs you've seen.
Like you said, it was an accident that you ever met eyes. But it felt as if you were searching for them all your life.
And on that night, you ran across the street. You ran as fast as you could, wanting to meet the boy who owned those eyes. You weren't sure what drew you to them. You just had to meet this stranger boy, the one who owned your entire attention at the moment.
You didn't hear it. You didn't feel it. The last thing you saw was the wet streets, then, nothing. You felt as if you were flying away. When you looked down on the streets, you saw something... strange. A hand beneath a truck, blood pooling around the disembodied limb. You saw siren lights, you heard screams, but you felt... nothing.
Ever since then, all you could think about was those eyes. You weren't entirely sure where you were. The middle of nowhere, maybe? You weren't at home, but you weren't in Heaven. Or Hell, for that matter. You were just... there.
"That one!"
You heard a shout somewhere, but it sounded vaguely familiar.
"That one? It's fluffy!"
Fluffy? Who was there? The voices belonged to two males.
"Stop being stupid. I... owe her my life."
What was going on? Why was the voice so familiar?
"Okay, fine fine fine."
You felt a tingling sensation around your body, then, you felt awakened. You weren't quite sure how to describe it.... you just felt like you were actually living. Not that you ever felt dead... it was just... a nice feeling. So nice, your face broke out into a smile.
You look around the world, and soon, you find those eyes. You find.. the boy. A small-framed, blonde-haired, pale-skinned boy, who was just about your age. He held out his hand for you to take. You took it. It was warm.
"[y/n]... I've been waiting for you," he whispers. Tears reach your eyes. You soon know his name. You knew it all along. It was... right there.
Yukine.
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Anime One-Shots
Fanfiction[ A N I M E • O N E • S H O T S ] You may find joys in this book if: → You are desperately in love with a fictional anime character → You die-hard ship an anime couple and there's not enough fics for it → Your feels are so real, you might explode •...
