Wake me up when September ends
May. 14th, 2013 12:53 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
blazeoflife We all know war can be a hard time for everyone but those left behind? It can be torture. Hoping you get a letter or a call, staying glued to the television and cringing at those news stories. Guess what happens to you now? Your loved one has gone off to fight a war (battle, fight, in that ilk of things) and some time has passed. Sadly the letters and e-mails have stopped so you are left wondering the fate of your loved one. What do you do? Do you move on or are you holding on to hope they'll come back?
Warning: There are triggers inside.
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6. Angst away!
One: You get a call, or you get a knock at the door. You are told the person you love is dead and you feel like your whole world has caved in. The healing takes time but after awhile you pick up the pieces and you've finally moved on. You've never forgotten them and you know they'd want you to be happy. Then one day you get another call and you feel like you've been punched in the gut. Surprise! Your loved one is alive and has been rescued. What do you do now? Or if you are the one returning home how do you handle knowing the person you love is with another? Do you try to get them back? Or do you let them stay happy and walk away?
Two: You are so relieved to hear that they've found your loved one. You go to the hospital to see them but when you go to kiss them they stop you. Oh...wait...they have a big chunk of their memory gone. Oh no! Can you get them to remember your lives together? Does it hurt too much that you walk away rather than deal with it? You with the memory loss do you try to find yourself letting this person guide you. Do you refuse and walk away? Are those memories ever return, or are they gone forever?
Three: They have come back safe and sound. Though they cringe away from your touch and can be a little violent. Something about them has changed because of what they've seen. They rarely sleep and when they do they wake up screaming. The intimacy seems to be gone because you can't seen to get close to them. Can you handle it? Can you work with them? Or have you had enough? Do you leave? The returnee how do you feel? Do you wish you could just hold them and be normal again? Do you seek help or think you can handle it yourself?
Four: Even before they left it was as if the love was gone between the two of you. Plans have been made to break-up or divorce but after the hell they went through? You feel obligated to stay. You try your best to rekindle what was lost but it's gone. Finally you are at the breaking point and it's time to tell your significant other that it's over. You want to end it. Either one of you has this feeling and are acting to end the charade. Ready to break it to the hometown hero or to your sweetheart that waited for you?
Five: You've lost them and it was just too much for you. People have told you to move on yet you never could. Now you get a call. They've been found but it's unclear if they'll make it. Better hurry and rush to their side just in case. You don't want them to go without you getting to tell them one last time you love them just in case. Alternately you are injured and you know it might be the end and you refuse surgery until you get to see them one last time. You want them to know you love them.
Six: You lost your other half and you still aren't over it. Might be that little one asleep in the other room that has their eyes or smile. You are always reminded of what you lost when you look at that. The sad part is you never got to tell them the good news. Never got to hear their excitement. Or maybe you had an adoption in motion and were just waiting and it happened while they were gone. It still reminds you of what you and your love had planned for their future. Then you get the call they were found, and now you are nervous. How will they get along with their child? Will they still want that life? How do you take it the first time you see your eyes when looking at the child?
Seven: Finally news comes in and they've been found and you couldn't be happier. They were injured pretty badly and had to undergo surgery. They are alive but they've lost a limb or one of their senses. How do you two deal with this? Do you try to work on it together? Do you leave unable to handle it? Or let your loved one go so they can have a normal life? It'll be a long stressful road, can the relationship survive? For better or for worse?
Eight: Make up your own if I've missed something.
Two
Date: 2013-08-20 04:18 am (UTC)"Oooh, Kenji, eh? That explains a lot."
Seems like Fuuka struck gold on that excuse.
"He's probably busy chasin' after teachers skirts... or did he move onto professors now?"
He remembered Kenji well enough; the guy was okay, but they weren't exactly best friends or anything. Just someone nice to talk to... though he kept skipping out on him whenever they went to get ramen. Kinda jerkish behavior, really.
His face went bright red, glancing up at Fuuka. G-gentlemanly? Who the hell told her -that-?
"A-ahaha, y-you sure about that? You haven't talked to Yuka-tan much then. She'd probably call me, like, 'the poster boy for sexual harassment' or something like that."
...Wow, w-why did he say that? His nerves must be getting the best of him, and he waved his arms quickly, as if to dismiss the idea.
"N-n-n-not that I'd do anything like that, ever! I-I swear! I-I, um..."
Shit, she was going away...
"I-.. y-you don't have to leave if you don't want to, I Um... shit."
Well, this was just dandy, wasn't it?
Re: Two
Date: 2013-08-20 04:33 am (UTC)Stopping, she looked back at him, realizing how flustered he was getting. His comment about Yukari sent her back to when she had first met them; the strawberry blonde had really been ruthless back then. Well, she was ruthless now too...but there was a fondness there. At least Fuuka thought so.
Gazing at him, she wanted to gather him up in her arms and reassure him that he didn't need to feel embarrassed. That she loved him entirely, fumbling words and all. Instead, she smiled at him, tilting her head some.
"...I know you never would, Junpei. You're the kindest man I know." Her cheeks glowed pink as she bowed her head. Taking a breath, she looked at him again, her smile broader now. "How about I make us some sandwiches, and then I can help you sort through your things?"
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Date: 2013-08-20 05:35 am (UTC)He breathed a real sigh of relief there, worried he'd have the poor girl fearing for her life. Whatever his actions during their time at the dorm together, he wasn't privy to. But he knew he'd never overstep the line with a girl, ever.
He couldn't help but smile back at her, especailly at the suggestion of food.
"T-that would be awesome! I'd love some, Fuuka-chan!"
Oooh man, homecooking from a cute girl? How could he say no?!
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Date: 2013-08-20 07:13 am (UTC)Once in the kitchen she pulled out some cream cheese, bread, and the cucumber she had bought earlier that week. Cutting it up into slices, she hummed to herself; the pieces were a bit thick, but at least she didn't cut herself. Smearing the cream cheese onto the bread, she made sure there was plenty on both. Finally, she placed four slices in each sandwich before putting the second bread on top.
Pleased with her work, slightly messy though it was, she put them on two plates, and headed back into the guest room. Smiling as she walked in, she handed Junpei his plate.
"Here you go, Junpei. It's cucumber and cream cheese; nothing fancy, but I hope you like it."
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Date: 2013-08-20 07:28 am (UTC)But uh, what about his... 'adult' stuff? He cringed at the thought of people like Fuuka or Mitsuru finding that, even though he'd acknowledge it was pretty tame. S-still, where was it? Left back at his old apartment--
His thought was cut off short as Fuuka's footsteps hit his ears, and he turned on her approach, tossing down a (newer) issue of Shonen Jump.
"Oooh, hey! Nice! I'm not really one for fancy stuff anyway. Thanks a lot, Fuuka-chan!"
He grinned at her, bowing his head in thanks before picking up the sandwich and taking a bite.
Huh. The cucumber slices were kinda thick and there was a LOT of cream cheese, but hey, it was still good.
"So do you --"whoops, speaking with his mouth full, Junpei quickly swallowed and continued-- "Cook at home a lot?"
He hadn't noticed from his chewing that a slice of cucumber had fallen from the sandwich to his thigh.
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Date: 2013-08-20 10:39 am (UTC)When started his question, she was already looking at him, and saw the cucumber fall into his lap. Her body reacted without a thought, her hand immediately reaching out and picking the cucumber off of him.
It wasn't until she was distributing it onto his plate that she realized how intimate a gesture that had been. Thighs were places for couples' hands, not acquaintances. And Junpei barely viewed her a more than a classmate now.
Dropping her hand to her lap, she turned her head, "Sorry! I forget sometimes," she started her heart aching, "that...not everyone needs to be mothered," she ended her excuse lamely, wondering if she should be punished more for lying or for telling really terrible lies.
Laughing some to brush it off she answered his question quickly. "I cook as much as I can. It's a passion of mine, though I'm not very good at it."