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[Ficlet] Ao Haru Ride: Tonight's Tears
Fandom: Ao Haru Ride
Characters: Makita Yuuri
Rating/Status: PG / 274 words, complete
Summary: Next time, Yuuri would find someone who could love her back.
Author's Note: Written as a missing scene following manga chapter 15, because as much as I'm completely cheering for Futaba, I do hope Yuuri finds her own happy ending (even if Futaba's own happy ending is a tad dubious at the moment).
Written for my Ao Haru Ride claim at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
24_times, #19 - Next time. Table index here. In conjunction with 500themes, #060 - One final look back.
Yuuri curled up on the bed, knees pressed tightly against her chest, and stared at the band-aid on her left foot. It was one of her cuter band-aids, with pictures of little brown and pink bears printed on it.
She really was a girl through and through, just as Mabuchi-kun said. But even so...
She shook her head.
No. She had no regrets. She had given it her all tonight, and despite knowing that she would fail - had failed - Yuuri thought, maybe now she would be able to truly give up on him.
The yukata, all her desperate attempts to get closer to Mabuchi-kun, the edge she thought she may have had over Futaba-chan... how foolish. Even with all the edges in the world, Yuuri knew she would never be able to compete with Futaba-chan.
Because she loved Mabuchi-kun, she paid the most attention to him. And as a result, she saw it more clearly than anyone else, that surely, Futaba-chan was the one he loved.
If she had met him earlier, would it have made any difference?
The little bears on her band-aid blurred as a tear, then two, slipped down the side of her cheeks. Hands trembling, Yuuri settled her fingers along the side of the band-aid. Then in one harsh motion, she yanked it off her foot, popping the blister in the process.
Tomorrow, she would wake up and greet her friends with a smile. And next time, she would find a boy who loved her too.
But tonight, she would cry as long as she needed to.
But only tonight.
/end
Characters: Makita Yuuri
Rating/Status: PG / 274 words, complete
Summary: Next time, Yuuri would find someone who could love her back.
Author's Note: Written as a missing scene following manga chapter 15, because as much as I'm completely cheering for Futaba, I do hope Yuuri finds her own happy ending (even if Futaba's own happy ending is a tad dubious at the moment).
Written for my Ao Haru Ride claim at
24_times, #19 - Next time. Table index here. In conjunction with 500themes, #060 - One final look back.Tonight's Tears
Yuuri curled up on the bed, knees pressed tightly against her chest, and stared at the band-aid on her left foot. It was one of her cuter band-aids, with pictures of little brown and pink bears printed on it.
She really was a girl through and through, just as Mabuchi-kun said. But even so...
She shook her head.
No. She had no regrets. She had given it her all tonight, and despite knowing that she would fail - had failed - Yuuri thought, maybe now she would be able to truly give up on him.
The yukata, all her desperate attempts to get closer to Mabuchi-kun, the edge she thought she may have had over Futaba-chan... how foolish. Even with all the edges in the world, Yuuri knew she would never be able to compete with Futaba-chan.
Because she loved Mabuchi-kun, she paid the most attention to him. And as a result, she saw it more clearly than anyone else, that surely, Futaba-chan was the one he loved.
If she had met him earlier, would it have made any difference?
The little bears on her band-aid blurred as a tear, then two, slipped down the side of her cheeks. Hands trembling, Yuuri settled her fingers along the side of the band-aid. Then in one harsh motion, she yanked it off her foot, popping the blister in the process.
Tomorrow, she would wake up and greet her friends with a smile. And next time, she would find a boy who loved her too.
But tonight, she would cry as long as she needed to.
But only tonight.
/end