A/N: My first English fic in this fandom.
I'm sorry if my grammar doesn't good.
And happy reading..^^
Why Rain Make Me Reflect
This time the rain fell very heavy.
Bringing peace to spread in my mind.
I just froze on the roof of the hotel which I lived.
Looking down with torrential rain.
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"Why is the rain made me think?"
The question that always comes out of my mouth.
Any questions that may be missed.
Like most difficult questions for me.
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I saw a dark sky.
Still down with the heavy rain.
And I still dwell in my place.
With my mind indeterminate.
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"Why is the rain made me think?"
I can not answer that question.
It was as if my mouth is locked.
And only the silence that I have from the rain.
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"The rain came down to bring actions in these years."
I heard a voice, a familiar voice.
The figure of brown-haired boy was staring at me from afar.
I just smiled faintly hear it.
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He walked toward me and was dealing with me.
Brown eyes very calm me down.
His features were strong and intelligent as always kept a mystery.
Mystery that may be something very personal.
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"The rain came down not because of just want to go down alone, but because all creatures need."
His voice was heard again, with short distances.
I'll try to focus into his brown eyes.
Hoping he explained his point.
But what I get is silence.
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Himself did not continue what he said and looked at the rain.
The rain that had soaked us both bodies.
But we were late with their own thoughts.
"Rain of us aware of our actions over the years."
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Melodious voice sounded to me again.
His words were like a series of melodies that have been neatly arranged.
It sounded so beautiful.
"What do you mean?"
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I asked him.
I do not understand what he meant.
And what makes me always think when it rains.
"The rain makes you relax your mind, for me."
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He responded with a brief but clear.
I'm trying to think of the words.
Insert the words in my mind.
I just smiled thinly.
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He had looked at me puzzled.
But I'm even more smiles.
Displaying a rare expression of views of others.
"Perhaps so."
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I say that after a smile.
And I saw him smile at me.
God, if I had found the answer?
His smile was very calm my heart.
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His voice that sounded like a beautiful melody.
His attitude is like a highly educated youth.
It's all on him.
"Why is the rain made me think?"
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I talk like that to him.
He looked a little confused about the question.
Questions can not be answered others.
"You'll find the answer."
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He just answered my question like that.
Do not say yes or no or reason.
But I liked the answer.
I looked at her figure with a smile.
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I saw he also smiled back.
And we both just stopped it.
Without a word, and with a smile.
I know the answer now.
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Rain always makes me think that there was intent.
Because of the rain that always woke me.
How my mind is never separated from you.