The Poem Of The Wind And Trees (Kaze To Ki No Uta ～風と木の詩～) Fanfics

Youth

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It was a snowy day in Paris. Here lay Gilbert on the bed with blanket covering him up to his waist. He blankly watch as the snow falling outside the window, the glass that almost looks frozen by the temperature. It's cold...

Gilbert need something warm- no somebody.

Serge. He need Serge. But the dark-skinned boy is working now. He was left alone because he didn't feel well, so Serge gently told him to just rest and sleep until he come back. He remember clearly how he grab Serge's wrist with begging eyes telling him don't leave but Serge says he have to go to work.

Gilbert didn't liked to be alone. The loneliness and silence are killing him. This is all because he already being left alone as a child, even as a baby. Nobody cares about him even the maids are scared to touch him just a little. He remember how he sees his blanket as his ' mother ' and called it ' Mama ', he remember how he used to hide in it to cry and scream how he's hungry and cold.

He was abandoned, cold, freezing, lonely and scared...

" ...Serge " he muttered one name. He just wished Serge come back any soon. He has Sleep so many times and hoping the gypsy already home but not yet...

What Gilbert wanted is just him and Serge in their own world, frozen in time, hand in hand and holding each other... Don't care about anything else just focused on each other.
Serge's warm stares, smiles, laugh, his gentle caressed everytime he touches Gilbert and his words of love.

When Serge caressed his cheek with a smile saying ' I'll be back ' before leaving to work, he felt a sparks exploding inside his body. Serge's affection is too much for him who only used to harshness and being treated like an animal.

' Gilbert, you know I always come back to you, right? I never go anywhere beside your side. '

" I know, Serge... But this loneliness... I can't stand it " mumbled him. Gilbert turn on his side, he buried his nose in the pillow next to his and gripped the sheets ' it smells like Serge... Serge's scent ' he closed his eyes again and drifted off into the dreamland.
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Right here beside you, I'm still walking wherever you go.
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Gilbert open his eyes when he heard a muffled voice, foosteps and the door handle move ' Serge? ' then it swung open revealing Serge whose almost covered in snow. The dark skinned huffed deeply, closing the door and swiped the remaining snow on his coat away " damn, It's so snowy..!"

" Welcome home.. "

" Ah, Gilbert, you wake up? How's your body? Are you feeling any better? I brought food! " Serge smile widely at him showing the food in brown paper bag. Gilbert just hummed softly as an answer and the dark-skinned boy giggle at him " It's so snowy, right? The street and the city is almost covered in snow! My feet were stucked in the thick snow countless times! " tell him while took off his long coat and cleaned the remaining snows.

He's back. Serge is back. Serge, Serge, Serge...

After put his things, Serge approached the bed and sit on the edge holding the blond's hand " wow, your hand is cold, Gilbert. " said him and processed to hold his hand with two hands to warmed him up a little

" it's still cold, Serge... "

" R-really? Hold on " Serge blinked and he stand up releasing his hand, going to the window and closed the curtains. Serge blow into the air and his breath itself turned cold " this year is really cold.." he shivered and brushed his palms together to create some heat, " ...Right, Gil- " when he turned around, Gilbert already stretched his arms inviting him in " Come here, Serge... "