Kyo, is that you?

Oh my God, is that your blood?

That gun, it's yours too.

You were supposed to be eighteen.

So we could get married.

But, but look!

What happened to you?

Why did you shoot yourself?

Koibito?

I'm on my knees now, crying.

You see me in heaven, don't you?

My orange-haired angel with blood red wings.

You're dead!

I'm without you once more!

Oh, it hurts!

It hurts my heart, Kyo!

Why, why? Oh heavens WHY?

My hand has a mind of its own now.

See it, strokeing your hair?

Getting it out of your beautiful chrimsion eyes?

Now it's moveing torewards that dashing silver pistol.

You left a bullet in there for me.

How kind.

My hand fits it perfectly, the hilt feels nice.

It feels heavy, heavy with the life it took.

But I can lift it.

There's no use going on without you here.

I have to whipe my eyes, why am I crying?

I'm putting the barrel agenst my temple.

The kiss of that cold steel reminds me of you.

Reminds me of the anger you would show me when we were younger.

The trigger feels good too.

I'm cocking it now, just like you used to cock your head when I kissed your neck.

Click.

My hands are shakeing.

But I have no regrets.

I'll meet you in heaven, my angel.

Bang.