I know who they are, but don't know what they're like, so I'll stick to Yuki 8D
Yukimura
There were times when Yukimura wanted to die: when he could not lift a finger, when he had machines to help him breathe, when he felt he would spend his whole life in an unmoving shell, not even able to take his own life, he wanted to die more than ever.
And then his family came. Sanada came. Renji came. Everyone visited tirelessly, gave him fresh flowers, talked to him even though he could only respond by blinking. The sound of footsteps walking into the room became his floating plank of hope, which he held on to with every bit of strength.
As if by miracle, things started to get better. Eventually he was back in school, and Yukimura had never felt so lucky or been so glad to be alive.
Until he saw Sanada and Renji kiss, after hours, in the clubroom.
Stopped dead in his tracks, Yukimura suddenly wished he had died on that white bed, in that white room. He couldn't say why, but it was as if the world had excluded him, shoved him away.
But then the pair walked up to him and put their arms around him and kissed him and shyly said they wanted him to be there. And Yukimura knew he truly was the luckiest man alive.
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Date: 2006-02-07 06:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-02-07 08:04 pm (UTC)Yukimura
There were times when Yukimura wanted to die: when he could not lift a finger, when he had machines to help him breathe, when he felt he would spend his whole life in an unmoving shell, not even able to take his own life, he wanted to die more than ever.
And then his family came. Sanada came. Renji came. Everyone visited tirelessly, gave him fresh flowers, talked to him even though he could only respond by blinking. The sound of footsteps walking into the room became his floating plank of hope, which he held on to with every bit of strength.
As if by miracle, things started to get better. Eventually he was back in school, and Yukimura had never felt so lucky or been so glad to be alive.
Until he saw Sanada and Renji kiss, after hours, in the clubroom.
Stopped dead in his tracks, Yukimura suddenly wished he had died on that white bed, in that white room. He couldn't say why, but it was as if the world had excluded him, shoved him away.
But then the pair walked up to him and put their arms around him and kissed him and shyly said they wanted him to be there. And Yukimura knew he truly was the luckiest man alive.