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writetomyheart2012-06-10 01:53 am
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Entry tags:
force; koji/daichi (risou no musuko)
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A friend like Daichi is like a double-edged sword, Koji discovers.
Mifune Kengo graduates, sets his eyes on the national championship and leaves a fast-moving shadow to his successor. Sometimes Koji trails after the shadow, sometimes he loses it, sometimes he walks on it, but most of the time he catches himself losing his breath as he chases after it.
He’s unfit and he knows it.
Daichi’s the destined ruler who ends up as the minister, lower in ranking but superior in charisma.
Koji doesn’t like feeling inferior, doesn’t like feeling like he’s losing his mark, but he can’t help it when Daichi’s staring at him with his eyes wide opened, waiting for his instructions.
“Koji,” Daichi says slowly.
Daichi’s a force; the magnetic kind that pulls things to and around him, the amplifying kind that makes his friends feel that they are better than they actually are, the stimulating kind that injects energy in everything he does.
He pulls Daichi close to him and pats his head lightly. When he holds him in his arms, Daichi becomes the tranquilising kind of force and everything that worries him dissipates into oblivion.
He realises that he doesn’t remember what life was before Daichi, doesn’t know how to rule without Daichi, doesn’t know how to face the future without him and it’s alright.
Daichi’s a double-edged sword, but Daichi’s also a force of life.
Stay with me, he can’t say. Instead, he holds him tighter and hopes that Daichi can see past his wariness to see a man desperate to drive his insecurities away.
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A friend like Daichi is like a double-edged sword, Koji discovers.
Mifune Kengo graduates, sets his eyes on the national championship and leaves a fast-moving shadow to his successor. Sometimes Koji trails after the shadow, sometimes he loses it, sometimes he walks on it, but most of the time he catches himself losing his breath as he chases after it.
He’s unfit and he knows it.
Daichi’s the destined ruler who ends up as the minister, lower in ranking but superior in charisma.
Koji doesn’t like feeling inferior, doesn’t like feeling like he’s losing his mark, but he can’t help it when Daichi’s staring at him with his eyes wide opened, waiting for his instructions.
“Koji,” Daichi says slowly.
Daichi’s a force; the magnetic kind that pulls things to and around him, the amplifying kind that makes his friends feel that they are better than they actually are, the stimulating kind that injects energy in everything he does.
He pulls Daichi close to him and pats his head lightly. When he holds him in his arms, Daichi becomes the tranquilising kind of force and everything that worries him dissipates into oblivion.
He realises that he doesn’t remember what life was before Daichi, doesn’t know how to rule without Daichi, doesn’t know how to face the future without him and it’s alright.
Daichi’s a double-edged sword, but Daichi’s also a force of life.
Stay with me, he can’t say. Instead, he holds him tighter and hopes that Daichi can see past his wariness to see a man desperate to drive his insecurities away.
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