Weiss Kreuz Fan Fiction ❯ Clips ❯ Clip 1 ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Name: Androgene
Website: http://www.angelfire.com/space/noir13
Email: androgene@lycos.com
 
Title: Clips - One
Summary: A series of WK short pieces, random and basically starting post-Gluhen.
Category: a little bit of everything
Rating: NC-17 (just for the yaoi content)
 
Author's notes: It shows when Real Life takes its toil on me having time to write. All these little bits and pieces were written in snatches and left aside to collect dust. No time to think about plotlines or story structures. So yeah, `Clips' is a good name to call these bits and pieces. Besides, these little snippets don't fit into any kind of storylines.
 
Disclaimer: Weiss Side B belong to Takehito Koyasu and Shoko Ohmine. I make no monetary gains from it.

- Clip One: Haunting Question -
 
In the snow-covered phone booth, he stared at the silent payphone as thought it was a snake. Like the glass walls frosted by winter, he was frozen by indecision. Yearning was pulling him in one direction and fear in the other. He wanted, no, needed to hear that voice. But he feared the pain that would surely come. He still hurt from his last phone call, from the painful discovery that he and his sister had become virtual strangers, that he could never be a part of her life anymore He didn't think he could bear it happening again.
And yet, the need to know, to understand the `why'…it was stronger than his fear of pain or yearning.
Dialing the number was the hardest thing he had ever done. Listening to the wife's friendly greeting hurts, but when the beloved voice spilled over the line, he had to physically brace himself against the payphone.
“Moshi-moshi? Who is this?”
The lazy drawl…it's gone…
He wanted to say something, ask him why, but his mind blanked. He couldn't speak past the lump in his throat, or breathe past the burning constriction in his chest. All he could hear was the echo of his last tortured wish.
`I want to forget, Aya. The pain, the guilt…everything…I want to forget.'
His courage failed at the last and he hung up the phone in defeat.
It was his wish to be certain, but Aya would never understand why Yohji would want to forget what they had.