GHOST
Asuka's POV. Just a short piece, about the possible future. Caution: Unanswered Questions remain Unanswered
I am a ghost.
I am still young, yet all my hair has turned white. My skin is pale, paler and anyone has ever seen. My eyes are no longer blue, but gray as death. I look a thousand years old, yet my skin is still as smooth and firm as ever. But it does not matter. Because there is no-one to see me.
I turn away from the window. It is still raining. I turn to where I have laid him upon the cold marble. He is alive, but has never given me any sign of it. I envy him. He is unchanged, as young as ever. He is immaculate. Immortal. Perfect.
I know it is a silly thing to do, yet I do it every day. I approach him slowly, and kiss him on the lips. It is like kissing a stone statue – no warmth, no life. Yet each and every day, I do this, as if expecting a response. But there has not been one. Not in years.
I can still hear the last words he spoke to me.
"Dare ga yowai?"
No, my love. Ai shiteru.
But he remains unmoved. Cold, dead. Like the very marble he lies on, he is perfect, but lifeless. My tears fall, like the raindrops outside. But it does not matter once again, because no-one can see me.
He is not the only one who has left me alone. Rei is also gone. I did not know her as well as I should have, perhaps. But I do know that even her company would help me. As if the very mention of her name has summoned her, I hear her soft voice. "Boku wa dare nan darou?"
I move back to the window. It is still raining. It has been raining for a long time. the water is rising. I see it now.
I cannot stand it any longer. A smile crosses my lips. I have not smiled in a long time, because there is no-one to smile to. But somehow it feels good.
Indeed, Rei. My friends. Boku wa dare nan darou? Who am I?
Baka na.
EnD