Note: Hello~! This is a birthday gift for Aero-chama [AngelsWind]! This...oneshot...takes place on July 7th, in other words, the traditional Tanabata Festival (Weaving-Loom Festival, or Hoshi Matsuri: The Star Festival). More notes at the bottom. Gokudera may (no, he's mostly likely, in my point of view) be OOC in this.
A small warning: A bad attempt to write fluff, OOC.
Paper planes
[ Because, it's easier. ]
Implied? YouxGokudera
I like you. Please, I wish like me back.
I wish for you to be by my side.
I'm happy with you. I wish your happiness as well. Those were your wishes from the past.
You looked at a piece of the tanzaku paper, thinking of a new wish to write this year. Although it was nearing the Tanabata festival, many of your family members are busy tending their own business. You were lucky enough to not inherit the work your older sibling has. But that's not important. Your wish is.
In your notebook, there were many written wishes you had planned to write for the festival. You pushed aside the hair that fell in your line of vision and looked through the list of wishes you had written. However, none of them seem to have suited your taste. Some were already used few more than a few times. On your desk was a string of paper colourful paper cranes and a few other tanzaku that were already filled wishes and messy poetic calligraphy.
Sighing, since you couldn't figure out another wish, you grabbed your pen and wrote on your last tanzaku paper: I want to see him this year, even if father forbids it.
[ . . . ]
To your utter disappointment, it was raining. The lovers cannot meet tonight, and had to wait sorrowfully for another year. Your cotton yukata was slowly being soaked by the currently drizzling rain. In the trees, the magpies twittered away from the bustling noises people seem to make as they move to the nearest shelter. The cicadas had stopped its buzzing. You only sighed, and continued your way to the nearest bamboo tree to hang your wishes up, and then leave.
He's not here this year, you thought to yourself. Maybe he's busy. Another sigh escaped your lips. I wish...he was here.
After hanging up your wishes, you began to head back to your estate. The streetlights were the only lights to guide you back, as many family houses had turned off their lights to watch the Milky Way on their doorsteps, even if the lovers are not able to meet. The stars, even if most of them are covered by the soft clouds, are the most beautiful on this day. It is the only day, every year, the stars look beautiful.
By now, your yukata was wet. You've finally reached a bridge that was built over a small river; a shortcut to your home sweet home. However, you stopped in your tracks before you could even land a foot on the bridge. On the other side of the bridge was a man, smoking on his cigarettes and watching you. You couldn't tell what he was wearing, but under a luminous streetlight not to far away, the way his hair was styled was easy enough for you to recognize him.
The man threw something in the air. It was a paper airplane, gliding smoothly against the air. It had landed behind you. You picked it up; unfolded it and read it quickly before it could be completely soak from the rain.
[ Even if it rains, the two lovers can still meet again...even if they have to wait. ]
You immediately dropped the paper, and broke into a sprint to meet him on the other side of the bridge. When you finally crossed the bridge, you ran into his embrace. "Hayato!" Your voice was muffled by his chest, but he could still understand you. "I miss you!" He smells like tobacco, like he always does.
One of his arm slipped out of the embrace so he could take the cigarette out of his mouth. He kissed the top of your head and held you tightly. He couldn't stay very long. He could tell your father had sent some bodyguards to look after you, whether you realized it or not. If one of your bodyguards found him hugging you, he was in deep shit.
None of that really mattered, though. Both of you were happy enough to be in each other's arms.
"Ne, Hayato?" You said after a moment of comfortable silence. "Those lovers should've had a way to contact each other instead of waiting for a year."
He grunted and pulled back a bit to kiss your forehead.
"Paper planes should've done the trick."
His lips reached your cheeks. "Why?"
"Because," You laughed a little. Your lips finally met. He also tasted like tobacco, but it doesn't matter either. Even if it just for one night, the only night you could possibly see him. It was just you and him. Only that had mattered.
"Because, it's easier."
NOTES: Anyways. The Tanabata. Celebrates the meeting of Orihime (Vega) and Hikoboshi (Altair). The Milky Way, a river made from stars that crosses the sky, separates these lovers, and they are allowed to meet only once a year on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month of the lunisolar calendar. The celebration is held at night, once the stars come out. Here's the story (credits to Wikipedia, and countless of other sites I had to research just to confirm it)
Orihime, daughter of the Tentei, wove beautiful clothes by the bank of the Milky Way. Her father loved the cloth that she wove and so she worked very hard every day to weave it. However, Orihime was sad that because of her hard work, she could never meet and fall in love with anyone. Concerned about his daughter, Tentei arranged for her to meet Hikoboshi (Can be referred as Kengyuu). He lived and worked on the other side of the Milky Way. When the two met, they fell instantly in love with each other and married shortly thereafter. However, once married, Orihime no longer would weave cloth for Tentei and Hikoboshi allowed his cows to stray all over Heaven.
In anger, Tentei separated the two lovers across the Milky Way and forbade them to meet. Orihime became unhappy at the loss of her husband and asked her father to let them meet again. Tentei was moved by his daughter’s tears and allowed the two to meet on the 7th day of the 7th month if Orihime worked hard and finished her weaving. The first time they tried to meet, however, they found that they could not cross the river because there was no bridge. Orihime cried so much that a flock of magpies came and promised to make a bridge with their wings so that she could cross the river.
It is said that if it rains on Tanabata, the magpies cannot come and the two lovers must wait until another year to meet.
Tanzaku, are pieces of colourful paper with wishes, poetry and/or calligraphy. They are often used for wishes for good studies. Paper cranes are used for the person's family to have long life and safety.
Misa Notes: ...Yes. I'm putting the Reader and Gokudera in the lover's shoes. I give thanks to Mimi [MapleColors] for this idea, although, it wasn't written as well as I hoped for it to be. This idea originally came out because she was watching an old episode of Hamtaro on her laptop. I apologize for the way this had turned out, because I just can't seem to write fluff properly. Well, practice makes perfect, sort of. Anyways, I would like to give a shout out to Aero-chama [AngelsWind]:
HAPPY FREAKING BIRTHDAY~~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Yes, from Mimi-chama too.
Thank you for reading~!
