Banana Fish short stories | ✔

The red thread of fate

An idea based on the short comic above. It belongs to account @nokonoko_iroiro on twitter, it isn't English though, but if you want to see some cute fanart of this anime then give it a try.

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   "Why did Skipper have to make that appointment. I don't want to have some paparazzi on my back. What's so fun about being in newspapers." Ash thought bitterly. His hands tucked into his blue jacket while he grumbled his way closer to the bar his gang was in. He pulled his hand out to check his phone, only to notice a thread loosely swinging off his pinky. Ash grumbled and tried shaking it off, no luck. He tried untying it but it stood its ground firmly. He sighed and his gaze traveled to another side of it, practically calling him in an alluring manner. He sighted and fallowed it, loosely hanging on to it while walking. A few minutes later he looked back up only to see Skipper in front of him.

   "Boss, you're here." Ash shrugged. "Eiji, come here." The skipper called and another boy walked closer. The first thing Ash noticed was his pinky tied up into the same velvet thread as Ash and his gaze went back up. "Boss, this is Eiji. He's one of those journalists I told you we're meeting today." Ash nodded still looking carefully at the childlike face of the, very apparently nervous, teen with a crooked smile looking back. Without a word, both of their gaze fell to the red thread linking their arms, invisible to Skipper who was bouncing next to it. Eiji flushed and looked at Ash in shock. Ash, on the other hand, had no clue what the tread was and looked generally confused by its sudden appearance.

   "Uuh, what the... eh?" Eiji continued looking down at the red thread around their fingers and back up to Ash. "What the hell is this thing?" Ash grumbled and attempted to cut it with his dagger, now clutched tightly in his palm, nothing, the slice went right through and it was still standing uninterrupted. He looked back at Eiji, his eyes flashed for a moment with... sadness? Hurt? And Ash tilted his confused by his expression. "Uhh, boss?" Ash looked down to see confused Skipper staring back at him.
"What?" Skipper looked back at Eiji with a shrug "we should go join other's." Skipper pulled Eiji along who, after slightly bumping onto Ash, mumbled an apology and hurried away with Skipper.

Ash looked down at his hand, no sign of red thread was visible.

And years later when he first heard of the red thread of fate, his first reaction was to say "soulmates? Aren't those just a myth." But then he remembered his first meeting with Eiji and he hurried back home, to his beloved husband and their pet Buddy. Smiling because, although he never knew, Eiji did. He was Japanese overall. He definitively knew of legend, and now Ash does too.

It's official. They were made for each other. Perfect together.

His smile only widened when he saw Eiji on the couch of their living room. "Hello, my soulmate." He hugged him from behind.

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Short, but sweet. It's not much but I honestly really like, I'm getting better at writing these.