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120_minutenTitel: Ending and Beginning
Team: Sonne
Challenge: H/C: Herzrasen [fürs Team]
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Charaktere: Akaashi Keiji
Wörter: 915
Sprache: Englisch
Warnungen: eine Leiche kommt vor, die ich zwar gar nicht beschreibe, aber sicherheitshalber warne ich doch mal davor
Inhalt: Keiji loses and gains a charge.
Anmerkungen: Es ist eine Reaper-AU! Und dazu noch anders, als man sich Reaper sonst vorstellt. Mal was anderes. (und sollte daher lesbar für jeden sein? Man muss praktisch nix vom Original wissen lol). Es sollte ursprünglich nur eine Oneshot sein, aber ich mag die Idee zu sehr, also wird das was Längeres :'D
(Entschuldigt, dass ich total untergetaucht bin die letzten Monate. Ich bin in ein depressives(+ obsessives) Loch gefallen, aus dem ich jetz wieder rausgekrochen bin. Ich fühl mich ehrlich gesagt super erfrischt o_O Wie hab ich das gemacht??? Ich habe keine Ahnung (okay, vielleicht hab ich mir einfach selbst in den Arsch getreten. Das hilft anscheinend am besten). Aber ich versuche an diesem Zustand festzuhalten. Bisher klappts ganz gut. Go me!)
It all starts with Mayumi's heart stopping. For two days, Keiji watches her body go through the decaying process, before a neighbor notices her absence and calls the police to break into her apartment. For two days, Keiji's black sack remains empty. For two days, Keiji doesn't move from the corner he's settled in two days ago.
When they finally retrieve Mayumi's body and start moving her out, Keiji stirs, and follows them outside.
It's sunny out, and warm, felt even through the perpetual layer of cold between him and the living world. It shouldn't be sunny. It shouldn't be so cheery, when another light's just gone out.
"Akaashi."
He turns to the side, sees Owari before he spots Takashi, Owari's charge, standing outside with a horrified look on his face, observing the men at work.
"That Mayumi?" Owari asks calmly.
Keiji is glad he's here. He's the only other reaper Keiji feels close to.
After Keiji died, Owari was the one to take him under his wing. He says he felt it like his duty, something that happens to a random reaper when another is made. Even then, Owari never complained about Keiji's greenness.
"You're so young," Owari says sometimes, with a grave look on his face, as if disappointed in and disheartened by a world that lets people kill teenagers.
Keiji always shrugs. What else can he do? It is what it is.
"Yes…" Keiji's gaze follows the black body bag Mayumi is in. There isn't the faintest beat of the heart. Keiji doesn't even have to concentrate much to feel that lack, that void that has taken its place, when it used to beat wildly so often.
Owari lets Keiji watch Mayumi being driven away in silence, lets him look into the direction she left in long after the wagon has disappeared from view.
But he stays, even when Takashi puts a hand on a distressed Mari's shoulder (the neighbor who called the police and was present when they broke in) and gets her back inside.
"She was only beginning to get good at knitting," Keiji says. "Made a triumphant noise when she got that one stitch right. Then she just- went limp in the chair. She was only 43."
Owari's expression is pensive when he looks at Keiji, but he still doesn't say anything.
Mayumi had a crush on Mari. Keiji remembers her meeting her new neighbor for the first time, blushing a little as she said hello, then berating herself as soon as she'd closed the door behind her, safe in her apartment.
She never mustered up enough courage to confess to Mari. Maybe, if her life hadn't been cut so short, she would have.
Keiji breathes in shakily. He wasn't supposed to get attached. Wasn't supposed to care. And yet, here he is, feeling a heavy weight settle on his heart.
Owari takes one sharp look at him, then floats over and lets his hand rest on Keiji's shoulder, firm and reassuring, and deathly cold.
"Come with me, kid. I'll show you someone."
"I don't want a new charge so soon," Keiji blurts, and immediately looks down, because this is exactly what one says who got attached, even though he shouldn't have.
"We reapers aren't forbidden to care about charges, you know."
Keiji does. But he didn't plan to care. He didn't want to care. Because he knew from the beginning that it would end this way. He didn't know it'd be this soon.
"A new charge will keep you busy."
Keiji lets out a shuddering sigh. He knows Owari is probably right. He is older than Keiji by twenty-one years for his physical body, and he claims to be around since the Yayoi period, and Keiji believes him.
"Let's go."
Keiji's pulled away from the place they're at and Owari… teleports them, for lack of a better word, to another destination. It feels a little like falling and at the same time driving in a convertible at full speed, the whole world moving by in a whirl of muted colors.
Keiji still hasn't mastered that form of travelling. He can't seem to get the hang of it.
"Where are we?" Keiji looks around. It's one of those typical suburban neighborhoods with houses on each side of the road.
"Some of Takashi's students live here." Owari takes him down the street to the house with the number 13.
It's definitely a family home and Keiji wonders why Owari thought a family might be the right place for him now.
Mayumi never visited her own family during Keiji's stay with her. Five months, almost half a year.
Keiji takes a deep breath.
Then the door swings open abruptly and loudly, and a boy around Keiji's age storms out and right through Keiji before he can even let out the breath he took in. He shudders violently and feels his hairs stand up sharply.
He wasn't prepared. Nothing could have prepared him for the rapid-fire heartbeat of this boy with the strange hair and stranger eyes.
"I think you'll be able to effect something here."
Owari squeezes his shoulder and leaves, not giving Keiji any time to think. Instead, Keiji has to rush after the boy so as not to lose sight of him, being pulled by an invisible force that connected him to the boy's heart instantly.
It's not hard to follow the strong beating of the boy's heart, and Keiji's black sack fills almost on its own.
Team: Sonne
Challenge: H/C: Herzrasen [fürs Team]
Fandom: Haikyuu!!
Charaktere: Akaashi Keiji
Wörter: 915
Sprache: Englisch
Warnungen: eine Leiche kommt vor, die ich zwar gar nicht beschreibe, aber sicherheitshalber warne ich doch mal davor
Inhalt: Keiji loses and gains a charge.
Anmerkungen: Es ist eine Reaper-AU! Und dazu noch anders, als man sich Reaper sonst vorstellt. Mal was anderes. (und sollte daher lesbar für jeden sein? Man muss praktisch nix vom Original wissen lol). Es sollte ursprünglich nur eine Oneshot sein, aber ich mag die Idee zu sehr, also wird das was Längeres :'D
(Entschuldigt, dass ich total untergetaucht bin die letzten Monate. Ich bin in ein depressives(+ obsessives) Loch gefallen, aus dem ich jetz wieder rausgekrochen bin. Ich fühl mich ehrlich gesagt super erfrischt o_O Wie hab ich das gemacht??? Ich habe keine Ahnung (okay, vielleicht hab ich mir einfach selbst in den Arsch getreten. Das hilft anscheinend am besten). Aber ich versuche an diesem Zustand festzuhalten. Bisher klappts ganz gut. Go me!)
It all starts with Mayumi's heart stopping. For two days, Keiji watches her body go through the decaying process, before a neighbor notices her absence and calls the police to break into her apartment. For two days, Keiji's black sack remains empty. For two days, Keiji doesn't move from the corner he's settled in two days ago.
When they finally retrieve Mayumi's body and start moving her out, Keiji stirs, and follows them outside.
It's sunny out, and warm, felt even through the perpetual layer of cold between him and the living world. It shouldn't be sunny. It shouldn't be so cheery, when another light's just gone out.
"Akaashi."
He turns to the side, sees Owari before he spots Takashi, Owari's charge, standing outside with a horrified look on his face, observing the men at work.
"That Mayumi?" Owari asks calmly.
Keiji is glad he's here. He's the only other reaper Keiji feels close to.
After Keiji died, Owari was the one to take him under his wing. He says he felt it like his duty, something that happens to a random reaper when another is made. Even then, Owari never complained about Keiji's greenness.
"You're so young," Owari says sometimes, with a grave look on his face, as if disappointed in and disheartened by a world that lets people kill teenagers.
Keiji always shrugs. What else can he do? It is what it is.
"Yes…" Keiji's gaze follows the black body bag Mayumi is in. There isn't the faintest beat of the heart. Keiji doesn't even have to concentrate much to feel that lack, that void that has taken its place, when it used to beat wildly so often.
Owari lets Keiji watch Mayumi being driven away in silence, lets him look into the direction she left in long after the wagon has disappeared from view.
But he stays, even when Takashi puts a hand on a distressed Mari's shoulder (the neighbor who called the police and was present when they broke in) and gets her back inside.
"She was only beginning to get good at knitting," Keiji says. "Made a triumphant noise when she got that one stitch right. Then she just- went limp in the chair. She was only 43."
Owari's expression is pensive when he looks at Keiji, but he still doesn't say anything.
Mayumi had a crush on Mari. Keiji remembers her meeting her new neighbor for the first time, blushing a little as she said hello, then berating herself as soon as she'd closed the door behind her, safe in her apartment.
She never mustered up enough courage to confess to Mari. Maybe, if her life hadn't been cut so short, she would have.
Keiji breathes in shakily. He wasn't supposed to get attached. Wasn't supposed to care. And yet, here he is, feeling a heavy weight settle on his heart.
Owari takes one sharp look at him, then floats over and lets his hand rest on Keiji's shoulder, firm and reassuring, and deathly cold.
"Come with me, kid. I'll show you someone."
"I don't want a new charge so soon," Keiji blurts, and immediately looks down, because this is exactly what one says who got attached, even though he shouldn't have.
"We reapers aren't forbidden to care about charges, you know."
Keiji does. But he didn't plan to care. He didn't want to care. Because he knew from the beginning that it would end this way. He didn't know it'd be this soon.
"A new charge will keep you busy."
Keiji lets out a shuddering sigh. He knows Owari is probably right. He is older than Keiji by twenty-one years for his physical body, and he claims to be around since the Yayoi period, and Keiji believes him.
"Let's go."
Keiji's pulled away from the place they're at and Owari… teleports them, for lack of a better word, to another destination. It feels a little like falling and at the same time driving in a convertible at full speed, the whole world moving by in a whirl of muted colors.
Keiji still hasn't mastered that form of travelling. He can't seem to get the hang of it.
"Where are we?" Keiji looks around. It's one of those typical suburban neighborhoods with houses on each side of the road.
"Some of Takashi's students live here." Owari takes him down the street to the house with the number 13.
It's definitely a family home and Keiji wonders why Owari thought a family might be the right place for him now.
Mayumi never visited her own family during Keiji's stay with her. Five months, almost half a year.
Keiji takes a deep breath.
Then the door swings open abruptly and loudly, and a boy around Keiji's age storms out and right through Keiji before he can even let out the breath he took in. He shudders violently and feels his hairs stand up sharply.
He wasn't prepared. Nothing could have prepared him for the rapid-fire heartbeat of this boy with the strange hair and stranger eyes.
"I think you'll be able to effect something here."
Owari squeezes his shoulder and leaves, not giving Keiji any time to think. Instead, Keiji has to rush after the boy so as not to lose sight of him, being pulled by an invisible force that connected him to the boy's heart instantly.
It's not hard to follow the strong beating of the boy's heart, and Keiji's black sack fills almost on its own.
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Date: 2018-08-20 11:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2018-08-20 12:26 pm (UTC)Es kann auch sein, dass es noch nicht ganz so verständlich ist, weil ich noch nicht wirklich alles (oder viel) erklärt habe ^^° (der schwarze Sack z.B und warum meine Reaper keine Seelen "reapen", wo sich vermutlich die Frage stellt, was sie denn dann reapen, haha). Diesmal wollte ich aber keine Erklärungen abgeben, sondern das in den nächsten Teilen nach und nach erklären durch zeigen =)
Ich hoffe aber, man konnte trotzdem einigermaßen folgen? (Das Wichtigste hier ist erstmal, dass Keiji tot und ein Reaper ist, und anscheinend Mayumi verfolgt hat)
Aber ich freue mich, dass dir die Stimmung gefällt <3
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Date: 2018-08-26 06:37 am (UTC)Ja, das versteht man auf jeden Fall, keine Sorge. Was offen ist, ist der schwarze Sack (pun intended), aber wenn Du noch mehr planst, wäre das in der Tat langweilig gewesen, das hier schon zu erklären. Es ist spannender, wenn sich das nach und nach erschließt!
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Date: 2018-08-21 07:53 am (UTC)Und man brauchte echt kaum Hintergrundwissen, yay! :D
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Date: 2018-08-21 07:07 pm (UTC)Ich versuche im Moment, nur AUs zu schreiben (sozusagen eine zusätzliche Challenge an mich selbst, haha) und wollte es so zugänglich machen wie möglich. Freut mich, dass es hingehauen hat ^^
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Date: 2018-08-26 06:35 am (UTC)Ich blicke auch noch überhaupt nicht durch, was die Regeln in dieser Welt sind - aber es ist interessant und macht neugierig auf mehr. Und vom drumherum mal abgesehen: Die Charaktere und Emotionen fesseln auf jeden Fall!
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Date: 2018-08-28 05:43 pm (UTC)Freut mich, dass du es fesselnd findest! Dann hab ich ja was richtig gemacht :D (ich hoffe, es ist nicht zu verwirrend!)