Pills

Yay for angst!

The First Day
"These pills will make you happy, and feel like smiling again."

Ivan popped one small pill in his mouth. Maybe one pill will make him happy. He closed his eyes, and waited until he felt like smiling. Ivan doesn't know how long it's been since he had smiled, but it's been too long. Much too long to go without a smile on his face.

But he felt nothing.

Not happy, not sad. Just...Nothing.

He decided he didn't know if he liked that feeling or not.

The Second Day
If one pill didn't make him feel happy, maybe two would. He placed the two pills on his tongue, and swallowed them down with water. Repeating the same process of yesterday, he closed his eyes and waited. He didn't want to get his hopes up, because if he didn't expect too much, he wouldn't be too disappointed.

Ivan felt slightly sleepy, but he wasn't sad anymore. Not happy, but not sad.

The Third Day
Three pills. Three pills would surely make him happy. Two was close enough, but three would have to work. He put all three of them in his mouth, and eagerly gulped them down with Vodka. Vodka this time.

He knew Vodka used to make him happy, so it would surely work now. What did the doctor know about happiness?

"No, you cannot take this with Vodka. It won't work if you do that."

This time, soon after, he felt a short moment of happiness. Or at least close to it. So close, he could almost taste the happiness. Happiness tasted sweet. Like honey or sunshine. If sunshine even had a taste.

The Fourth Day
Ivan lay asleep in his bed, unable to wake up. Not really wanting to wake up anyways.

He was having a pleasant dream, one he hadn't been gifted with for a while. A long while. Much too long.

"Yao! These pills work! I'm happy again...I can see you again."

"You can be with me forever."

"H-How?"

The Yao that Ivan dreamed up, placed a full bottle of pills in his hand, and quietly smiled.

"See you soon, Vanya."

The Fifth Day
Realization. The only thing that made him happy was Yao. Now with him dead, his ashes somewhere in the sky, he was always depressed. That's why he had to take these pills. If he was still around he could be happy, not pondering about how many pills would make him happy.

The pills! They were the answer. If he took enough of them, he would get to see Yao again. To be with him again.

He put one his in mouth, swallowed, and then another. And another. And another. More and more, until he couldn't keep his eyes open. Ivan was feeling close to being happy, with the Vodka adding to the effect.

"I'll see you soon Yao."

The Sixth Day
No air came from his mouth. No pills were put into his mouth anymore.

Ivan lay on the bed, motionless. A soft, serene smile on his face.

The Seventh Day
...He found himself sitting next to Yao in a Sunflower field. The Sunflowers was the only thing that brought any light to the place. The rest of the sky was grey and dim, almost like a storm was coming, but there was no clouds- just a dull sky. Yao didn't look happy though.

"Why did you do it?"

"To be with you..."

Yao shook his head, a small glimmer of a smile gracing his beautiful face.

"Silly boy."

xD Love goes beyond death? Hehe. Just a random one-shot that came to me as I was sitting...Without internet connection. I felt really depressed, so I wrote a depressing fic.

Even though this was short, I do appreciate some reviews, though I don't expect much for such a short story.