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Notes: Random Drabble. Feel free to flame.
Rain, Rain, Go AwayRain, rain, go away,
Come again another day.
Roxas stood in front of a grave, drenched in rain. Rain fell from the sky, making his cloths sticking close to his skin.
The rain will always remind him of her death.
Rain, rain, pour down,
But not a drop on our town.
He was the first crush- no, his first love.
He watched her smile, laugh, frown and cry.
And they say Nobodies can't feel anything.
Boy, were they were wrong.
Now, he's standing in front of her grave.
With nothing but memories of her.
Memories of her, haunting him.
It's not fair.
Namine Shizuka
Sept 9, 1987-Oct 15, 2007
May her soul rest in peace.
Roxas place a bouquet of Weeping Willows on her grave, a symbol for her of his mourning.
"I'll be seeing you soon, okay?" Roxas said. He turned and left without looking back at her grave.
Hours later…
In a dark room, a body fell to the cold ground with a cold steel on one hand and a note in the other.
"I love you Namine."
Rain, rain, go away,
Come again another day,
If you don't, I will say,
Rain, rain go away
ooOOoo
End Note: I made such a lame drabble. First drabble!