'Why? Why? Why? Why did he have to go?' Mashiro Rima was clearly troubled by Nagihiko's departure. All the guardians could see that. As a girl who never quite understood love, but rather was exposed to the breaking down of love, she never quite knew how to love. And that was why she never realised it when she fell for someone. And that someone had to be Nagi.
"Rima?" Amu asked. "Are you okay?" She asked this question everyday, even on weekends, on the phone. All of the guardians, and ex-guardians plus Utau could see that Rima wasn't the way she was before. And Kusukusu was fading.
As the petite blond slammed the door to her room, she lay down on her bed, and started crying. 'Why did everything have to happen to me? A stupid, useless, vulnerable, fragile, me! Why did he have to go, and leave me behind, broken. I tried to stop him. I tried.'
Flashback
"Everyone, I have to go to Europe again. This time I won't be back until…I have no idea when. So, goodbye."
And with that, our beloved crossdresser walked out, without even looking back.
"Don't go…" I whispered.
End of flashback
That little effort was considered trying, right? Nowadays, Rima could do nothing but cry. And she couldn't control the tears that streamed down. They controlled her.
Five years later
"Fuck, this won't work out! So pick up your clothes and leave, jerk!" Rima screamed at Kirishima, whom she just recently started dating. And so they broke up.
She still remembered Nagihiko. Everything about him. His eyes, his smile, his long, beautiful hair. What she would give just to see him again.
Well, fuck this pain. Fuck memories.
"Why?" That same burning question from five years ago still bothered Rima.
Might as well end this pain and suffering.
Rima went over to her desk, took a scissors, and paper with a pen.
Dear everyone,
I guess like Nagi, I'm leaving too. But this time for good. So, meet you in hell.
Rima
She took the scissors and stabbed it to her heart.
"I love you, Nagi."
And she left this world.
It just happens to be that Nagi came back on the day too.
"I'm finally going to see everyone again. Especially Rima. I've missed her."
As the purple-haired boy took his luggage and exits the airport, he first journeys over to his house.
"Mom?" he takes off his shoes.
He enters the traditional Japanese house and sees his mother glued to the television screen.
"Those freaking long dramas again?"
"No. Is this…your friend?" she points to the picture of a girl.
Wait. This couldn't be. Rima…committed…suicide?
He dropped his things and dashed over to the Mashiro's a few blocks away.
Police sirens. Crowds. These things surrounded the house.
"Rima!" he cried out, and found the ex-guardians surrounding him.
"Nagi? You're back?" Amu asks.
"Yeah."
"Rima…she…" Utau chokes out.
On impulse, Nagi sees an oncoming car. And he runs out onto the road.
Blackness.
Meet you in hell.
So. This story doesn't make sense, it's stupid, and I just created it outta boredom. All the characters are OOC. Anyway. This story doesn't reflect my writing. Funny how boredom influences people.