DISCLAIMER: I do not own KagePro or any of its characters.
Ahoy~You must be thinking "Scarlet is abandoning Dyed in Red" or "Scarlet is too lazy to update again". Well no. Wait, maybe the second one's a little true. But...I promise to not abandon Dyed in Red. Anyway, it's my first time writing a HibiHiyo fanfic. I'm still not very familiar with their character/personalities, so please forgive me if they act a little OOC.
Other than that, do enjoy reading~
Ever since we made it out of that loop...
Ever since the day I realized I was dead...
Ever since the time you came back and said 'Hello'...
I found myself longing for the rain.
I am a lost spirit, unable to move on from the mortal world. Why, you ask? I don't have a clue.
During my funeral, lots of familiar faces were seen. In the years I've spent inside the loop, I had become a little 'forgetful' and my memories of the real world had started to fade into nothing but a blur.
But there were some people that I could still recall.
My family. My sister's husband. My best friend.
My best friend. Hibiya.
Hibiya is such a crybaby. He'd been crying since the first time he witnessed my death. He didn't stop even when my coffin was already buried under the ground. In fact, he never stopped crying at all.
"Hibiya, let's go now." One of the adults said. He patted Hibiya's back comfortingly as he led him to their car.
Hibiya took one last glance at my grave before turning away and leaving.
I wonder if he would ever come back?
Even as a ghost, I still hated the summer.
I could still imagine that mocking heat whispering in my ears. Why can't I just be at peace?
Look at how the sun is shining so brightly, like it's forcing you to brighten up too. Okay, well, maybe that's NOT exactly what I hate about summer. It's just...summer reminds me of the horrible things I've been through.
I paced around my tombstone restlessly. Apparently, I wasn't much of a 'free' ghost. I have limits too. I can't walk too far from my cute, little grave. Fantastic, isn't it?
I sighed and looked up at the sky. If I'm not mistaken, summer should've ended a few weeks ago. I frowned and tried counting with my fingers, how long has it been since my funeral? Keeping track of time is harder when you're a ghost. Why am I not surprised?
From a distance, I heard a faint clap of thunder.
Wait.
Thunder?
I think my prayers had been answered. The rainy season finally came. Bye-bye, Summer-sama.
I'm guessing it's been around three months since my death. I didn't get much visits. Sure, some of my relatives would come and offer flowers & candles every now and then, but that's all. None of my "friends" ever visited.
No. Not even Hibiya.
I scowled at the thought of that brunette. I really didn't think he would just move on with his life and forget about everything that was connected to me. Ugh, why do I even-
A car stopped a few meters away my grave…and out came the person I was talking about just now. He waved his hands and said good bye as the car drove off.
"Hello Hiyori, I'm back." Speaking of the devil, "I brought you flowers."
I furrowed my eyebrows and folded my arms, "You know that I don't like flowers."
He didn't respond to what I said. It took me more than a minute to realize that Hibiya probably couldn't see a ghost. Good job, Hiyori!
Carrying an umbrella with his right hand, and a bouquet of flowers in the other, he knelt in front of my tombstone and recited a small prayer.
I frowned a little as I took a seat next to him. I've always hated it when he acted all formal in front of me.
"I'm sorry I couldn't visit you during summer," He began, getting a little teary eyed as he continued muttering.
"What? Were you busy going to the beach with your friends?" I rolled my eyes. He couldn't hear me anyway, might as well say everything out loud.
"Hey Hiyori, I'm part of a gang now." Hibiya said, his lips twitched into a small smile.
"And now you're suddenly a gangster?" I said, my eyes widening the slightest bit.
"It's called Mekakushi Dan. All members have special eye abilities, like mine." He pointed to his eyes, which suddenly glowed red.
Well, that was news to me.
He continued talking about 'eyes' and 'weird members' throughout his visit. He even mentioned the singer I really liked, 'Kisaragi Momo'. I swear I would knock him in the head if all of these were just 'made-up' stories of his.
But you know, even if they were 'made-up' stories, I would still listen.
Hate to admit it, but I kinda missed this little creeper.
"I gotta run," He flipped his phone and winced as he read the text he received. I tried to take a little peek, but he turned off his phone and shoved it into his pocket before I even got the chance to look. "I'll visit you again next time it rains. That's a promise."
What?
'Next time it rains'?
I don't know how much time(possibly days) I spent trying to figure out why Hibiya said that.
Then it hit me.
Hibiya must've been thinking how much I hate summer. And that I hate the heat. Probably why he said he would only come to visit me only when it rains. Maybe he's thinking that I would be there when it's raining. Well, I'm always here. Just. Here.
I smiled a little at the thought. Both Hibiya and I come up with the silliest ideas. If I didn't know him so well, I might've mistaken him for my lost sibling.
Haha, stupid Hibiya. Now you got my hopes up.
Say, I think I'll just sit here for now and wait 'til the next raindrop falls.
ACK! I was planning to make this a one-shot only! But then I my subconscious told me to write how Hibiya changes through the years, and what Hiyori thinks about those changes. Ugh, just. Tell me what you think. Should I continue this or?
Scarlet out. Peace.