Songfic

A/N: Hey guys, I'm new at writing fiction, but I have been interested in it for a while, so here ya go. Sorry if this story seems a bit cliche, but hey I'm trying @.@. L/C is welcome so don't be afraid to like voice your opinion.

The song is 'Days' by Ayumi Hamasaki and has been roughly translated by JPopAsia.com
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Each one of the words
you nonchalantly speak
to me are all
a very precious treasure

Alex watched carefully as Chris gave his speech. It wasn’t only a class requirement to evaluate your peers, but it was required by the English witch of the century to pass the project. Chris spoke fluently and flawlessly about the crisis that the Olympics faced when announcing that the summer games would be held in Beijing, but this could have very well been chatter for all Alex cared. He was just content to hear the silky smooth voice of his raven haired, self appointed god. Alex’s eyes light up when he watched Chris talk excitedly about the athletes that supported the Olympics board’s decision.

But even I find that
embarrassing
so surely if you knew this
you would laugh

Alex wrote an excellent on the evaluation sheet for Chris and he sighed. His auburn colored eyes dimmed from their previous lightened mood as he thumbed the paper lightly. Why does he do this to himself? Surely there are other boys in the world, right? Of course, He could’ve had his choice of boys what with his runners form, strawberry blond, straight as a needle hair, and devilishly boyish features. But, sadly, Alex had the thought for only one boy in the world and chewed on his bottom lip. What would Chris say if he knew just how Alex felt for him? Would he accept and they would have a night of unadulterated passion? Or would Alex be left to grieve his one true loss in life, alone?

Wanting to see you, wanting to see you
or at least to listen to your voice
So without having any reason, I call you

Pushing these thoughts from his mind, Alex handed his paper to the person in front of him. Shelly? Whatever, it didn’t matter. To him she was just another mindless ditz that followed boys around in a lust induced stupor. He smiled softly and replayed the image of Chris’ near perfect form giving that speech. His every move had been permanently engraved in Alex’s memory. His voice was gladly set on repeat on Alex’s internal audio track. Luckily for Alex, Chris’ presentation had been the last one for the day, so he just relished in the after glow of such a glorious show of literature. The bell rang as Alex had his eyes closed and was replaying the spectacle over and over in his mind. A single thought only interrupted his illusion once. Maybe he should get some help. Chris walked by Alex’s desk and slapped him gently on the forehead, “Wake up, freak, it’s time to go.” Alex grinned and snapped back playfully, “Hey, fuck you, you over grown ogre,” Alex grabbed his stuff and ran after Chris effectively tripping on the desk and slamming his face into the nearest wall. Thank God it was lunch, and he could go to the nurse. Chris gave a hearty laugh, “Good job, freak.”

Just by you being there
my heart becomes so warm
And my wish
is only one
Is it ok if I keep
loving you this way?

Alex made his way into the nurse’s office and sat near the window that looked out over the entire campus, which wasn’t a major feat as the whole entire student body only amounted to about five hundred or so. He placed his forehead on the cool glass and wrapped the suede jacket tighter around his small frame. The sky was grey and overcast. The clouds looked as if they would burst at the slightest gust of wind. Alex stared out at the grounds and noticed various kids dressed for the winter, each in their own little click of friends. The Goths, the Preps, the Nerds, the Unsociables, the Skanks. The list went on and on, but what drew his attention was the group nearest the track field the intermingling sports group. Which comprised of himself, Chris, and a few other kids who weren’t afraid to try different types of sports throughout the school year. He could make out Chris’ form as he played with the rest of boys. Just mindless wrestling and playful banter, but it brought a smile to Alex’s lips.

You have someone special already
I've known that for a while
because your smile is shining so

It is painful, so painful
and my chest feels crushed but
It is certainly there

His smile faded though as Rachel, Chris’ girlfriend of two years, wrapped her dainty arms around Chris’ strong shoulders, and she lifted by Chris and twirled lightly in one clockwise spin. Their lips meet, and Alex’s chest grew tight. A lump formed in his throat and his world seemed to slow. Her perfect blond curls danced playfully around Chris’ face as they deepened the kiss. A silent tear slipped from Alex’s eyes. “Mr. Jerkin, your next.” A girl was holding an ice pack up to her swollen lip, and she pushed her glasses up to her face. Most likely her braces had cut the inside of her lip.

Just by thinking about you
my heart finds a reason to live
so it's not like I'm expecting something
just to know if it is ok
if I stay this person you admire?

Later that day, at track practice, Alex had just finished his run, which he had completed in record time. Oh yes, they were definitely going to state this year. His breathing was deep and his face red from the exertion, but he felt alive. Nothing could compare to the feeling of being numb and wishing you could just die, but you keep pushing yourself because you know that your body is in your total control. Chris stumbled up next to Alex and put a hand on his shoulder, “Good job, man, your awesome.” Alex froze and his heart began to quicken. He felt as if his clothes would burn off from the shier body heat that radiated from his person. Chris had never touched him once, not in the whole six years they had known each other. This sent Alex’s mind racing, and he felt as if he could fly. His world seemed brighter and his face glowed.

Wanting to see you, wanting to see you
or at least to listen to your voice
So without having any reason, I call you

Just by you being there
my heart becomes really warm
My wish is only one
please let me keep loving you

The day passed and so did the week. “Hey winter ball is coming up. You going?” Alex was rummaging through his locker as various students rushed to their respective classes. He glanced sideways and completely devoured Chris’ powerful body with his eyes. “I don’t know maybe.” Alex played this comment off flawlessly and with a bit of boredom dripping from his voice. “Aw, dude, come on. We’re all going, and I bet you’ll some good pussy that night. I hear Sharron has had her eye on you for a while.” Alex gritted his teeth. Sharron. That harpy has been after his belt fro a year and a half now. He couldn’t stand the thought of her emerald eyes and brown locks. “Well, I guess I could go, but there is no way in hell I’m going with Sharron.” Alex closed his locker and zipped his bag then casually slung it off his shoulder. “Suit yourself dude.” Chris took off in the opposite direction and waved towards Alex as the warning bell rang. Alex waved back and walked towards his classroom. How can I tell him? Should I even tell him?

Just by thinking about you
my heart finds a reason to live
so it's not like I'm expecting something
just to know if it is ok
if I stay loving you like this?

The night of winter ball was cold and icy. Alex arrived in his tux with Chris and Rachel hanging off his arm like some lost dog. The proceeded with much dancing and fondling. Alex danced with Chris and Rachel, which in fact ended up with Alex being ground up against by Chris. Alex saved this memory in his mind and let the night eat his senses up. After some dancing and playful shoving Alex and Chris decided to take rest while Rachel continued to dance with her girlfriends. Alex sat on a bench to the side of the dance floor with a cup of water in his hand, and Chris plopped right beside him, “Dude I’m so thirsty.” Chris smacked his lips and wiped some sweat off his brow. “So, then go get some water.” “Don’t mind if I do.” Chris snatched the cup of water from Alex and chugged the thing in one gulp. “Dude, come on!!” Alex punched Chris in the arm, but it seemed to have hardly fazed the burly boy. Chris chuckled, but then his mood changed, “Dude, in all seriousness though. I have some big news.” Alex perked up and hoped that he was breaking up with Rachel. They seemed to be drifting apart lately. “Yeah, what’s up?” Chris brought a ring box from the inside pocket of his jacket. Alex’s breath hitched in his throat and he couldn’t breath. His world came crashing down around him. All he remembered was some random mumblings that didn’t make sense as he stared at Chris with disbelief and then looked unto the floor at Rachel. The lights became dim in the building and Chris stood and made his way to the dance floor. He gave a thumbs up back to Alex, who numbly did the gesture back. He couldn’t think. He couldn’t breath. He couldn’t stand the immense pain that radiated from his chest to his knees. He numbly stood and walked outside. A solemn tear leaked from his eye as he stared up at the cloudy sky. The snow came in a light dance around him, but he didn’t care. He walked down the street away from the dance, away from the school , away from the pain, and away from his love.
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