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I'll Love You One Life After The Other [Chapter 4]
Title: I'll Love You One Life After The Other
surprise~~ I'll write it in ko-chan's POV this time so that at least once we'll get to know what's running on the mind of
the lucky guy~~
ja I'll start~~
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we hated each other.
Yes that's an undeniable fact. Whenever I enter the same room as him, he would immediately find a way to go out as soon as
possible, whenever our eyes would meet, he would shift his gaze immediately as if he was afraid that I'll see something
from it. But I'm fine with it, because I hated him as well. HIkaru [yes formalities aside] is the best student and
master's favorite he just one day appeared looking gloomy so we thought that master just took him because of pity but then
one time master asked him to paint in front of everyone and after just 30 minutes he managed to paint something extremely
beautiful, it was two little princes sitting happily in a garden, and until now that painting is displayed on the gallery
and it was extremely unfair because no unprofessional work was ever displayed there before, I have to admit it looked
like a professional's work but he's just 20 years old, I was even OLDER than him. I know I'm just jealous that's why I'm
like this but there's no reason for me to like him since he hated me after all. But then..he's really attractive, he never
really smiled and how I wished I could see it sometimes~ he has mismatched teeth but it was really cute,he would usually
furrow his eyebrows but there are times when I would caught him in the garden with a relax face, he's handsome when he's
not trying to keep something. I bet if he would laugh then he would be very attractive but..
"Yabu, what are you doing here?" I didn't notice that Yuto, sensei's assistant opened the door that I was supposed to
enter earlier before my thought was drifted to Hikaru.
"Oh, here are the letters of the other students asking for permission to go to the Takaki museum of ancient arts. ja I'll
be going then." I turned around but my eyes caught a sight of a masculine boy inside the office, it’s my first time seeing
him so I got curious.
"ne, Yuto-kun who is he?" Yuto looked at me for a while and blushed.
"shush Yabu, go now or I'll throw these papers, and oh, he's my boyfriend Okamoto Keito" he pushed me out of the door and
I laughed as I ruffled his hair before going back to my room.
~~~
I was awakened by a knock on my door, I looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was 1 in the morning who could that
be?' I grumpily made my way to the door and opened it revealing a tired looking Hikaru.
"ne, Hikaru,daijoubu?" I asked slapping myself for sounding so concerned.
"Sensei approved the requests of the students but.. It will be you and I who will facilitate, we will leave at 7 so you
better not be late." he turned around and left swiftly as he came. 'It’s not like I ever came late to appointments! And
why is he blushing?'
"Shit! I'm topless? baka!"
~~~~~~~~
"ohayou Yabu-senpai!" Chii, a sand artist greeted me as we made our way to the lobby for the tour.
I saw the confused look on the students’ faces and sighed, obviously Hikaru wouldn't talk to them, I guess I'm here by
myself.
"Ohayou minna-san, gomen ne sensei wouldn't be able to come with us because he has other things to do meanwhile Hikaru and I
will help you on the tour so just ask us if you have question, ja let's go!" they all smiled at me as we made our way to
the bus outside. This is one thing that Hikaru couldn't do, he cannot communicate with people or rather he just choose not
to.
When we reached the museum the students started to scattered away and I was left with as silent Hikaru. I was so annoyed
that we were together for already about 30 minutes but he still haven't uttered a single word.
"You know, you could stand in the middle of the museum and people would have mistaken you for a statue, you mute freak" I
said the last part with a low groan hoping that he didn't hear that.
“I could be mute but I'm not deaf, and besides I'm too beautiful to be a statue." he said as he made his way away from
me.
"ha that narcissist jerk!" I followed him and waited patiently until the allotted time finished.
Before the group went to our dormitory, we decided to eat at the restaurant near the school. The students were having so
much fun to notice that it's already getting late. I stood up and looked outside the restaurant and saw a convenience store
across the road, I needed to buy some necessities so I took the chance and happily walked across the street, I had my
earphones on my ear that's why I didn't heard the honking of a certain car until I felt a hand grabbed my collar and
pulled me back to the side walk.
"baka! You were never really good with road signs huh?" Hikaru was looking at me really angry but also looked scrared at
the same time. But I was wondering with 'never really good' part of the sentence since I never had a problem with crossing
the road before.
"gomen, I didn't noticed, arigatou and also please don't get angry." I smiled at him glad that he was at least talking to
me now.
"how do you expect me to react smile at your stupidity?"
"hey! Don’t be rude with me! You might never know something that I'm about to tell you!" I took the opportunity now that he
has loosen his mask to tell him something important.
"What?"
"That I love you." I was never really the kind of person who would keep something to me and it's not like I'll die
with embarrassment with that confession I was after all an open minded person. But what surprised me the most is his
reaction. I was quite expecting him to just shrugged it off but his face was crumpled threatening to explode with too much
emotions. He looked scared, happy, and doomed at the same time.
"y-you shouldn't have realized that ko-chan." He turned his back on me and made his way to the group while I went the
other direction towards the convenience store.
'ko-chan.'
~~~~
If I just realized sooner that it was really easy to talk to him, then maybe we got closer earlier. He was really smart
and he knew a lot of things that others doesn't usually know, he's good especially with history and he loves to learn new
things. He has a weird sense of superiority and gentleness in him. When we are having classes and we act as substitute
proctors he would correct the students without saying anything bad at them. His paintings are of different variety but the
faces of the persons were always blurred. There are paintings of two kids walking with someone with a flower pot on the
side of the walls, two teenage high school boys and a magnificent creature under the moonlight.
those paintings seems to be so familiar.
~~~~
"He loves me my god, then it means that this would end soon right?" I heard that familiar voice inside the master's room
and I curiously peeked in and saw Hikaru sitting in the table with master but what ticked my curiosity is the word 'god.'
"Hmm, I suppose~ you know I could do nothing about that so don't ask me something impossible Hikaru."
"Could you at least make him hate me?"
"It’s too late now Hikaru, he loves you right?"
I was too stunned to react, someone loves Hikaru? But...he could have been talking about me. But why would he want me to
hate him? And what would end soon?
"Hikaru, you know this can't go on forever and I can feel the end coming soon. Better enjoy it now or you'll just regret it
like the last time."
"I did not!"
"Then you acted like this with him because of nothing? Hikaru don't lie to me, I'll send you down there."
"mou~ don't. I just can't look in his eyes because I remember his cruel face."
"But you still love him do you?"
"y-yes."
That was the most insensible conversation I’ve ever heard and the most intriguing one too. I don't get it but I'm
determined to find out the meaning soon.
~~~
"Yabu, Hikaru please come with me for a while, sensei is calling you." Yuto appeared in front of me as soon as I stepped
inside the art studio. Hikaru was somewhere far from the door but Yuto's loud voice reached his ears and stood up to go to
the master's room.
"Sensei, you called for us?" I asked peeking inside the room, he nodded to me and we entered inside, I saw Yuto and the
guy Keito on the couch and Yuto purposely winked at me sending chills down my spine, that guy is like a two edged sword, I
really don't get him at all.
"How long have you been staying here Yabu-kun?" master asked me as he asked us to sit on the chairs across the table.
"5 years sensei"
"And you?" he motioned to hikaru calling him without even formalities at all.
"Cut it out, you know it's 3."
"You answered either way." master shrugged it off with a smile on his face.
"I've seen you work for the past years and saw a huge improvement on both sides and I think now is the time for you to
graduate and become a professional artists who will conquer the eyes and hearts of the people all over japan. But before that,
I have one last task to give you. Hikaru I want you to paint a portrait of Yabu-kun and Yabu-kun will paint a portrait of
Hikaru, I think it would be better if you work together at the same time."
"urgh g- sensei! What the hell was that?"
"Do you want to go there Hikaru?" master raised his eyebrows and clasped his hands together. Hikaru stepped back and
mumbled an 'no' followed by other unknown words.
"Do it now, I want it done as soon as possible."
"ja, we'll be going now sensei." I bowed and walked out of the room followed by a grumpy Hikaru.
"Where will we work?" I asked him casually.
"Studio"
We reached the studio and saw that there is no one inside it. I was walking toward the shelf when I saw a vision.
European clothes, children clothes, chocomint ice cream, moon and a bloody man lying on the ground.
"oy, still on earth?" Hikaru snapped his fingers in front of me as i stumbled back dizzy, but before I fall he's hands
reached for mine and steadied me.
"What was that?"
"Don’t know I think I'm remembering something." I looked at him but he looked away immediately. I went to grab the
materials I would need and went back to sit in a chair opposite another chair, it was facing each other with a huge canvas
in front of it.
we worked silently, and I would sometimes stop to look at his face but I noticed that he wasn't looking at me at all.
"Hey, Hikaru, don't tell me you know every inch of my face? You aren't even looking at me! If that's not handsome the I’d
get really mad." I was joking but he didn't respond to it.
it was later that I realized that I've been spacing out almost the whole time and my work isn't even halfway done, but
something's really bothering me.
" ne hikaru. Do you hate me that much?" he stopped for a while and gave me a questioning look.
"Because if you hate me you should say it now before I fall really hard in love with you." I said looking at him in the
eyes. He sighed and walked towards me but before he reached me, he suddenly coughed so hard and he clutched his heart
gasping for air. I walked to him immediately and grab hold of his hands, I noticed that there are blood on it.
"Hikaru daijoubu? I'll call the hospital!" I stood up but he stopped me.
“I'm fine I'm done with work, let's just continue it some other time and don't open my canvas yet, you'll know the right time when too.”
there he stood up and left.
some other time.
~~~~~~~~~~
That some other time never came.
That night Hikaru Yaotome died.
Master wasn't even surprised when a student came rushing shouting that Hikaru collapsed. He
looked at me and smiled.
"I know it will come sooner or later but I can do nothing with it, it was his decision after all” I didn't get what he said
but I could care less as tears streamed down my face. When I said that we hated each other. it wasn't entirely true. I
love him the first time he entered the studio, I love him because I can feel love from his paintings. I love him because
above all, no matter how hard he tried to hide it, I know that he loved me too. We loved each other, but he purposely
stayed away from me, and I never had the chance to approach him because I can feel that it was somehow my fault that's why
he's like that. I never had a good memory with him but I was contented with his mere presence beside me.
The funeral ended and students started to go back to their respective rooms. I made my way to the studio and saw his
canvas still standing in the middle of the room. I lift up the cover and saw myself painted on it. It was wonderful, he
knew every part of my face after all, nothing's amiss and in that painting my eyes shone and I was wearing the most
wonderful smile I looked down the blue shirt I was wearing and touched it curious about the different effect of it. At
first I thought he used a different stroke for the shirt but as I leaned closer I realized that there are words written on
it.
I'm a coward aren't I? I'm sorry I couldn't face you bravely right now. I was preventing myself because I know you'd get
hurt again in the end. Please don't tired of me leaving, you'll understand it someday.
ko-chan.
"Don't worry; we'll meet again Ko-chan. It's just that you wouldn't remember me but I'd be there for you either way. I'll
always love you Ko-chan."
I smiled as I tried to wipe away my tears, I walked around the room and entered the connected gallery and saw his other
paintings
European clothes, children clothes, chocomint ice cream, moon and a bloody man lying on the ground.
Then I remembered it, I went back to the studio and sat in front of my unfinished work and picked up my paint brush, when
I put it back down. The image in front of me is the Hikaru with a goofy smile showing his mismatched teeth posing with a
peace sign in front of him.
"you left me again, Hikaru."
gomen gomen! I'm not on the mood to write gomen, please tell me what you think. This story is really hard, I can't put all
the details because it would be too long.~~
Chapter 3: http://heysay-fanfic.livejournal.com/2779942.html#cutid1
Chapter 2: http://heysay-fanfic.livejournal.com/2693022.html#cutid1
chapter 1: http://heysay-fanfic.livejournal.com/2653930.html#cutid1
prologue:http://heysay-fanfic.livejournal.com/2639168.html#cutid1
After all [one-shot]: http://heysay-fanfic.livejournal.com/2655013.html#cutid1
surprise~~ I'll write it in ko-chan's POV this time so that at least once we'll get to know what's running on the mind of
the lucky guy~~
ja I'll start~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
we hated each other.
Yes that's an undeniable fact. Whenever I enter the same room as him, he would immediately find a way to go out as soon as
possible, whenever our eyes would meet, he would shift his gaze immediately as if he was afraid that I'll see something
from it. But I'm fine with it, because I hated him as well. HIkaru [yes formalities aside] is the best student and
master's favorite he just one day appeared looking gloomy so we thought that master just took him because of pity but then
one time master asked him to paint in front of everyone and after just 30 minutes he managed to paint something extremely
beautiful, it was two little princes sitting happily in a garden, and until now that painting is displayed on the gallery
and it was extremely unfair because no unprofessional work was ever displayed there before, I have to admit it looked
like a professional's work but he's just 20 years old, I was even OLDER than him. I know I'm just jealous that's why I'm
like this but there's no reason for me to like him since he hated me after all. But then..he's really attractive, he never
really smiled and how I wished I could see it sometimes~ he has mismatched teeth but it was really cute,he would usually
furrow his eyebrows but there are times when I would caught him in the garden with a relax face, he's handsome when he's
not trying to keep something. I bet if he would laugh then he would be very attractive but..
"Yabu, what are you doing here?" I didn't notice that Yuto, sensei's assistant opened the door that I was supposed to
enter earlier before my thought was drifted to Hikaru.
"Oh, here are the letters of the other students asking for permission to go to the Takaki museum of ancient arts. ja I'll
be going then." I turned around but my eyes caught a sight of a masculine boy inside the office, it’s my first time seeing
him so I got curious.
"ne, Yuto-kun who is he?" Yuto looked at me for a while and blushed.
"shush Yabu, go now or I'll throw these papers, and oh, he's my boyfriend Okamoto Keito" he pushed me out of the door and
I laughed as I ruffled his hair before going back to my room.
~~~
I was awakened by a knock on my door, I looked at the clock on the wall and saw that it was 1 in the morning who could that
be?' I grumpily made my way to the door and opened it revealing a tired looking Hikaru.
"ne, Hikaru,daijoubu?" I asked slapping myself for sounding so concerned.
"Sensei approved the requests of the students but.. It will be you and I who will facilitate, we will leave at 7 so you
better not be late." he turned around and left swiftly as he came. 'It’s not like I ever came late to appointments! And
why is he blushing?'
"Shit! I'm topless? baka!"
~~~~~~~~
"ohayou Yabu-senpai!" Chii, a sand artist greeted me as we made our way to the lobby for the tour.
I saw the confused look on the students’ faces and sighed, obviously Hikaru wouldn't talk to them, I guess I'm here by
myself.
"Ohayou minna-san, gomen ne sensei wouldn't be able to come with us because he has other things to do meanwhile Hikaru and I
will help you on the tour so just ask us if you have question, ja let's go!" they all smiled at me as we made our way to
the bus outside. This is one thing that Hikaru couldn't do, he cannot communicate with people or rather he just choose not
to.
When we reached the museum the students started to scattered away and I was left with as silent Hikaru. I was so annoyed
that we were together for already about 30 minutes but he still haven't uttered a single word.
"You know, you could stand in the middle of the museum and people would have mistaken you for a statue, you mute freak" I
said the last part with a low groan hoping that he didn't hear that.
“I could be mute but I'm not deaf, and besides I'm too beautiful to be a statue." he said as he made his way away from
me.
"ha that narcissist jerk!" I followed him and waited patiently until the allotted time finished.
Before the group went to our dormitory, we decided to eat at the restaurant near the school. The students were having so
much fun to notice that it's already getting late. I stood up and looked outside the restaurant and saw a convenience store
across the road, I needed to buy some necessities so I took the chance and happily walked across the street, I had my
earphones on my ear that's why I didn't heard the honking of a certain car until I felt a hand grabbed my collar and
pulled me back to the side walk.
"baka! You were never really good with road signs huh?" Hikaru was looking at me really angry but also looked scrared at
the same time. But I was wondering with 'never really good' part of the sentence since I never had a problem with crossing
the road before.
"gomen, I didn't noticed, arigatou and also please don't get angry." I smiled at him glad that he was at least talking to
me now.
"how do you expect me to react smile at your stupidity?"
"hey! Don’t be rude with me! You might never know something that I'm about to tell you!" I took the opportunity now that he
has loosen his mask to tell him something important.
"What?"
"That I love you." I was never really the kind of person who would keep something to me and it's not like I'll die
with embarrassment with that confession I was after all an open minded person. But what surprised me the most is his
reaction. I was quite expecting him to just shrugged it off but his face was crumpled threatening to explode with too much
emotions. He looked scared, happy, and doomed at the same time.
"y-you shouldn't have realized that ko-chan." He turned his back on me and made his way to the group while I went the
other direction towards the convenience store.
'ko-chan.'
~~~~
If I just realized sooner that it was really easy to talk to him, then maybe we got closer earlier. He was really smart
and he knew a lot of things that others doesn't usually know, he's good especially with history and he loves to learn new
things. He has a weird sense of superiority and gentleness in him. When we are having classes and we act as substitute
proctors he would correct the students without saying anything bad at them. His paintings are of different variety but the
faces of the persons were always blurred. There are paintings of two kids walking with someone with a flower pot on the
side of the walls, two teenage high school boys and a magnificent creature under the moonlight.
those paintings seems to be so familiar.
~~~~
"He loves me my god, then it means that this would end soon right?" I heard that familiar voice inside the master's room
and I curiously peeked in and saw Hikaru sitting in the table with master but what ticked my curiosity is the word 'god.'
"Hmm, I suppose~ you know I could do nothing about that so don't ask me something impossible Hikaru."
"Could you at least make him hate me?"
"It’s too late now Hikaru, he loves you right?"
I was too stunned to react, someone loves Hikaru? But...he could have been talking about me. But why would he want me to
hate him? And what would end soon?
"Hikaru, you know this can't go on forever and I can feel the end coming soon. Better enjoy it now or you'll just regret it
like the last time."
"I did not!"
"Then you acted like this with him because of nothing? Hikaru don't lie to me, I'll send you down there."
"mou~ don't. I just can't look in his eyes because I remember his cruel face."
"But you still love him do you?"
"y-yes."
That was the most insensible conversation I’ve ever heard and the most intriguing one too. I don't get it but I'm
determined to find out the meaning soon.
~~~
"Yabu, Hikaru please come with me for a while, sensei is calling you." Yuto appeared in front of me as soon as I stepped
inside the art studio. Hikaru was somewhere far from the door but Yuto's loud voice reached his ears and stood up to go to
the master's room.
"Sensei, you called for us?" I asked peeking inside the room, he nodded to me and we entered inside, I saw Yuto and the
guy Keito on the couch and Yuto purposely winked at me sending chills down my spine, that guy is like a two edged sword, I
really don't get him at all.
"How long have you been staying here Yabu-kun?" master asked me as he asked us to sit on the chairs across the table.
"5 years sensei"
"And you?" he motioned to hikaru calling him without even formalities at all.
"Cut it out, you know it's 3."
"You answered either way." master shrugged it off with a smile on his face.
"I've seen you work for the past years and saw a huge improvement on both sides and I think now is the time for you to
graduate and become a professional artists who will conquer the eyes and hearts of the people all over japan. But before that,
I have one last task to give you. Hikaru I want you to paint a portrait of Yabu-kun and Yabu-kun will paint a portrait of
Hikaru, I think it would be better if you work together at the same time."
"urgh g- sensei! What the hell was that?"
"Do you want to go there Hikaru?" master raised his eyebrows and clasped his hands together. Hikaru stepped back and
mumbled an 'no' followed by other unknown words.
"Do it now, I want it done as soon as possible."
"ja, we'll be going now sensei." I bowed and walked out of the room followed by a grumpy Hikaru.
"Where will we work?" I asked him casually.
"Studio"
We reached the studio and saw that there is no one inside it. I was walking toward the shelf when I saw a vision.
European clothes, children clothes, chocomint ice cream, moon and a bloody man lying on the ground.
"oy, still on earth?" Hikaru snapped his fingers in front of me as i stumbled back dizzy, but before I fall he's hands
reached for mine and steadied me.
"What was that?"
"Don’t know I think I'm remembering something." I looked at him but he looked away immediately. I went to grab the
materials I would need and went back to sit in a chair opposite another chair, it was facing each other with a huge canvas
in front of it.
we worked silently, and I would sometimes stop to look at his face but I noticed that he wasn't looking at me at all.
"Hey, Hikaru, don't tell me you know every inch of my face? You aren't even looking at me! If that's not handsome the I’d
get really mad." I was joking but he didn't respond to it.
it was later that I realized that I've been spacing out almost the whole time and my work isn't even halfway done, but
something's really bothering me.
" ne hikaru. Do you hate me that much?" he stopped for a while and gave me a questioning look.
"Because if you hate me you should say it now before I fall really hard in love with you." I said looking at him in the
eyes. He sighed and walked towards me but before he reached me, he suddenly coughed so hard and he clutched his heart
gasping for air. I walked to him immediately and grab hold of his hands, I noticed that there are blood on it.
"Hikaru daijoubu? I'll call the hospital!" I stood up but he stopped me.
“I'm fine I'm done with work, let's just continue it some other time and don't open my canvas yet, you'll know the right time when too.”
there he stood up and left.
some other time.
~~~~~~~~~~
That some other time never came.
That night Hikaru Yaotome died.
Master wasn't even surprised when a student came rushing shouting that Hikaru collapsed. He
looked at me and smiled.
"I know it will come sooner or later but I can do nothing with it, it was his decision after all” I didn't get what he said
but I could care less as tears streamed down my face. When I said that we hated each other. it wasn't entirely true. I
love him the first time he entered the studio, I love him because I can feel love from his paintings. I love him because
above all, no matter how hard he tried to hide it, I know that he loved me too. We loved each other, but he purposely
stayed away from me, and I never had the chance to approach him because I can feel that it was somehow my fault that's why
he's like that. I never had a good memory with him but I was contented with his mere presence beside me.
The funeral ended and students started to go back to their respective rooms. I made my way to the studio and saw his
canvas still standing in the middle of the room. I lift up the cover and saw myself painted on it. It was wonderful, he
knew every part of my face after all, nothing's amiss and in that painting my eyes shone and I was wearing the most
wonderful smile I looked down the blue shirt I was wearing and touched it curious about the different effect of it. At
first I thought he used a different stroke for the shirt but as I leaned closer I realized that there are words written on
it.
I'm a coward aren't I? I'm sorry I couldn't face you bravely right now. I was preventing myself because I know you'd get
hurt again in the end. Please don't tired of me leaving, you'll understand it someday.
ko-chan.
"Don't worry; we'll meet again Ko-chan. It's just that you wouldn't remember me but I'd be there for you either way. I'll
always love you Ko-chan."
I smiled as I tried to wipe away my tears, I walked around the room and entered the connected gallery and saw his other
paintings
European clothes, children clothes, chocomint ice cream, moon and a bloody man lying on the ground.
Then I remembered it, I went back to the studio and sat in front of my unfinished work and picked up my paint brush, when
I put it back down. The image in front of me is the Hikaru with a goofy smile showing his mismatched teeth posing with a
peace sign in front of him.
"you left me again, Hikaru."
gomen gomen! I'm not on the mood to write gomen, please tell me what you think. This story is really hard, I can't put all
the details because it would be too long.~~
Chapter 3: http://heysay-fanfic.livejournal.com/2779942.html#cutid1
Chapter 2: http://heysay-fanfic.livejournal.com/2693022.html#cutid1
chapter 1: http://heysay-fanfic.livejournal.com/2653930.html#cutid1
prologue:http://heysay-fanfic.livejournal.com/2639168.html#cutid1
After all [one-shot]: http://heysay-fanfic.livejournal.com/2655013.html#cutid1