I thought of this a few nights ago, when I was trying to sleep. Why do I always get the best ideas when I can't write them down?

Prompt: "Through this thin wall I mumble alone, 'Love me'." - Rotten Girl, Grotesque Romance, Hatsune Miku

Disclaimer: If I owned Gakuen Alice, do you have any clue how messed up it would be? For now, be glad that I don't.

Censure

Maybe it's me. But, damn, it's always me. That's what you say, at least. I know it's just your excuse so you can keep your image of complete perfection, though I'm aware that you're far from perfect. At one point it didn't matter to me. But since when have you held other peoples' opinions so highly?

Even mine?

I should also question: when have I gotten so masochistic? Perhaps it was after Sakura-san. It takes a certain amount of masochism to give up the girl you've loved since...well, since you've known her, and then see her with your best friend having the time of her life and pretend that you don't care. Still talking to her, because you don't want a little love issue getting in the way of your friendship. I guess I should thank you for rescuing me from that torture, but I find myself in that exact position again right now, only for an entirely different reason.

The girl I love, loves me back; she just doesn't want to admit it's partially her when things go wrong.

So if it's not your fault, and it's not my fault, then whose fault is it? God's, for thinking we belonged together? Our friends', for simply stepping back and watching? That door, the same one you slammed in my face, for stubbornly staying closed and upright even when I pounded on it and hollered at the top of my lungs? I ought to ask why you didn't want to let me in. In fact, why you don't want to let me in, because you almost never do.

I've learned better than anyone, especially from you, that the truth stings. Is that the reason? You don't want to feel the pain?

Well, it's too late for that. The truth is right here, in your hands, and you can crumple this up and throw it away if you want, but this is the last thing you'll ever see that belongs to me, and the last thing I'll ever produce with you in mind.

Because I'm gone. And it's over.

I love Sakura-san again.

Thank you for everything, while it lasted.

-Ruka

OKAY THERE. Bitterly bitter RukaRu. See, I can write angst for them too. It's not JUST the characters I constantly write angst for so HA!

...Yeah. I'm just liberated at the fact that I actually managed to write something.

~Ariisha-chan

P.S. I wrote this about a month ago. I just now decided to edit and post it. /pointlessnotice