沙咲冬夜 // Sasaki Touya (bendtherules) wrote in freedem_uni, @ 2010-11-09 20:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | #interaction, #log, #monologue, sayuri saitou, touya sasaki |
Who: Sayuri and Touya (Kind of a Touya monologue)
What: Revisiting the past
Where: Freedem Campus and a bookshop in Tokyo
When: January 11th, 2010 and sometime 3 or so years ago.
Rating: PG-13
Status: Complete
Touya's not one to daydream. He's not one to reminisce, but today he can't seem to help it. He's off-center in the combat classes, distant as he thinks back to a time when things were simple or more simple. He thinks back to the time before when he had been someone else and when Sayuri had been someone else. How old had they even fucking been? Seventeen? Eighteen?
Closing his eyes, Touya moves outside, out of the buildings and doesn't open them until he feels grass under his feet. Fuck this place. He thinks. Fuck Japan too. Fuck everywhere.
Things had been simple for awhile, but they hadn't even been allowed to keep that. To keep those few moments that were theirs. The wind blows past him and he thinks of the night he'd found out that she'd crashed her car. He'd been so mad that he hadn't been able to think straight.
So he'd kissed her, pressing her back against the car, a rough and angry kiss that was probably bruising.
And she'd slapped him. Hard enough to knock his head to one side and hard enough for him to let her go so she could get away.
A small smirk plays on Touya's lips as he moves further into the field. She had slapped him and he'd thought that she hadn't wanted him to do it.
Stupid, both of them. Stupid fuckin' kids.
But... there are still times when he misses it.