I just randomly decided to do this (even though its been awhile since I made Yoite's Thoughts). Even so I hope you like it! I don't really have much to say here.
Was it wrong to want people you care for to live? No, of course not. How silly. Wishing death upon those you love is ludicrous, absurd. No one would ever dream of such a thing. So then why did Miharu feel so guilty?
Loneliness was what made up the small thread that connected himself to Yoite. All the two wanted was to numb their pain. Miharu numbed his pain with apathy. Yoite with a wish, a yearning—
—A desire to disappear.
And what if I am able to use the Shinra Banshou's power? Miharu wondered. Would I erase him? Would I be able to…?
The mere thought of Yoite being wiped clean from his memory made his chest tighten. A strange feeling…. For years he'd built up his walls of indifference, afraid of anyone close to him fading away again.
And now, someone had managed to infiltrate those walls.
And now, they were going to disappear.
The one thing he'd been trying to prevent for years…
"Miharu," a drowsy voice said his name. He blinked, looking to his right, where the voice had come from. Yoite gazed at him with his tired eyes; the scarf Hana had made him wrapped around his neck. A spot of drool stained it, as he'd been sleeping on it. "Where are the others?"
"Yukimi and Raikou said they needed to get a few things before we left." And they wanted me to wait with Yoite until he woke up.
Yoite nodded, appearing to still be half-asleep. Miharu had never seen Yoite so sleepy and lethargic before; he always had his guard up, was always charging straight ahead. But what was he charging towards? Certainly not death—Miharu could never forget the look in Yoite's eyes at Alya Academy as he whimpered that he didn't want to die. Yoite was charging towards a salvation that did not exist here. Charging aimlessly on a path that didn't exist towards a goal of nonexistence.
It sounded funny, almost. An impossible dream. Yet the Shinra Banshou could make it all real.
The Shinra Banshou… It had often asked Miharu what he desired. For the longest time, he'd simply wanted nothing but to live and die without being hurt again. Now…how could he wish for Yoite's existence to be erased when that was the one thing he wanted to never let go?
Suddenly, Miharu felt weight on his shoulder. Yoite's sleeping head was resting on him. He looked so peaceful, not like the angel of death he'd been described as. There was no trace of a killer in this sleeping body…simply the angelic face of a young boy.
Miharu clutched Yoite's gloved hand and could feel its coldness through the material. He doesn't have much longer… He clenched his fingers tighter around Yoite's, as if they'd get warmer if he simply willed them to. But he knew that wasn't possible. Yoite was going to die…that was inevitable. In only a few months time. So Miharu needed to grant his final wish. Yet his selfishness made him conflicted.
Again, he looked at the angel as he slept. Yoite was with him now… Yes, Yoite was with him now. Right now, in the present. And as long as he was here with him now…Maybe that's all that really mattered.
There its is, Miharu's Thoughts. A short and simple one-shot. Tell me your thoughts by reviewing, please!