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The blue sky, the pure white clouds. How he wanted to reach them with his hands. Grasping them around his palm and never let go. The sky reminded him with someone in the past. How he like when those soft blue hair tangled in his arms. How he love when those beautiful blue orbs stared back at him. Filled with emotions. Even though that person always accused for being lack of emotions. He never found those blue orbs never reflected any emotions. Never.

Love, joy, sadness, embarrassment, sorrow. And many emotions that he never could explain with words. How he love when that person smile always reached his heart. But now, it all was a memories that left behind.


The rain poured heavily at the funeral day of their beloved person. They cried and sobbed, but not him. He only stared blankly at the cold tombstone. Wet from the droplets of the rain and clean because it was placed today. A photo of light blue haired boy with matching eyes and pale skin framed beautifully on the tombstone. The person in the picture was smiling, he looked so beautiful.

He couldn't remember when the photo was taken. As long as he remember, that person rarely smiles. He pushed up the glassed on his nose and turned his back to the grave. He can't stay longer. He'll showed his vulnerable state to everyone, he must go.

He don't want to cry. The sky already do that for him. The sky cried.


"Midorima-kun is always looked cruel, but I know, that Midorima-kun is actually a gentle person." a wind blew softly, tangling the soft blue strands. He couldn't help but to stare at the blue eyed boy when the boy said that words. He ruffled the boy's hair with his bandaged fingers.

"I'm not kind." was his reply to the other boy's statement before. He pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose. A habit when he was nervous. From the corner of his eyes, he could see that the boy was staring at him, with a smile plastered on his pale face.

"Yes, you're kind. But, you'll never admit it with words. You always proved it with actions. Just like today." the boy stared at the blue sky, and reached out his arms as if he was tried to grab one of the cloud. The smile faded a second ago. All he could see on that blue orbs is only a sorrow.

"What are you thinking, Kuroko." he reached out his arm to hold the other's smaller hand. Cold. The hand was cold like an ice, he almost tightened his grip, but restrained himself so he'll not hurt the other boy.

The boy called Kuroko smiled and pulled down his hand. Palm clenched and his shoulders trembled. A bead of tears fell to the grounds. Midorima was shocked and he couldn't make any sound.

"You are kind. You keep staying with me even though I'm no longer alive."

His emerald orbs widened at the words. Why did the blue eyed boy bringing it up suddenly? He stared down at the hand in his grasp which was slowly fading away. Shocked, he turned his head to gaze at the boy.

Those blue orbs filled with tears stared at him. A smile placed on his small lips. His body slowly turned to a bead of lights that started to fade away.

"Thank you, Midorima-kun."

"No. Kuroko, thank you for being born."

When the light completely disappeared, along with the body of a certain blue haired boy, the sky turned grey and slowly, a droplets of rain started to poured down. Midorima hung his head low, hiding his face completely with his green locks.

"Please, don't forget about me." he heard a whisper and he couldn't hold it anymore.

That day, Midorima Shintarou cried silently from the loss of his best friend.


Please don't kill me.

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