"Have I ever told you the curse of the kid sushi chef and his demon accomplice?"
"Is it scawy?"
"Well, once there was a little boy-"
"Waaaahh! Mama, Kisshu is telling me bad things!"
When I was younger, I loathed ghosts.
Wailing cries in the night,
People who weren't people floating,
Cold presences that made me shiver.
But that was when I was younger.
"You like him, don't you?"
"Do not, Moe!"
"Aw, come one. For a person who pines for your own Romeo, why can't you see the hopeless romantic in front of you?"
"I don't like him."
"You don't like him, or you don't like the feelings he causes?"
When I was in maturing, I was afraid of love.
Chains of commitment connecting you the person who 'liked' you
Thorns of jealousy and hate when they were away
Utter sadness when they leave for another
But that was when I was maturing.
"Kitty Cat, care to give me a kiss?"
"No, back off, or I will-"
"Come to my house for a study session?"
"Forget it Romeo. I am not your Juliet. Now leave, I like Aoyama better than you."
"Well in that case…"
"Wha-? Stop kissing me!"
I am older now.
I am wiser now.
I feel no more pain or hatred for trivial matters anymore.
Yet, I feel your presence wherever I go.
When my hands brush against another's, I feel disloyalty.
When I feel love for those closest to me, I feel shame.
You are the embodiment of what I hated.
You haunt my dreams.
You forced me to love you.
I hated you.
I hate you.
"Kissy, kissy please?"
"No, I only asked for the lift you filthy pervert."
"At least tell me you love me."
"You do realize that you look utterly ridiculous when you use puppy dog eyes when you're sixteen, right?"
"Ah, the wonders of sixteen."
"What would that be?"
"Drinking, partying, women like you under me-"
"Told you, you were a filthy pervert."
"Why the slap on the face, Kitty!?"
But…
"Dr. Keichirro, is he-?"
"Gomen nasai. I am sorry for your loss. The accident with the car-"
"Take me to him."
"Miss-"
"Just for at least one more time."
When I see a flash of green, I remember boundless devotion.
When I spot topaz, I see unbridled love.
When I see twin blades, I see loyalty.
When I touch the gold band on my finger, I see you.
In Memory of Kisshu Sakaguchi
A Friend, a Brother, a Mentor,
And Husband.
We Will Never Forget Your
Charisma, Devotion, and Humor.
April 6, 1971 -March 29, 2003
I am older now.
I am wiser now.
I will always love you.
(~~~~~~~~)
Those who can guess why I used these dates, or Kisshu's real name gets to have a kiss with him.