Scentless flower, Silent flower
By lafeedeslilas
Author notes: Tsubaki means camellia and a red Camellia does mean in flower language "You're a flame in my heart". Now enjoy…
She was awake. He was sleeping.
She carefully bent her body and lay on the floor, chest down. From behind she extended her arms quietly and caressed his cheek.
So quiet… So still…
The boy looked almost normal when he was sleeping. Seeing him like this, she couldn't imagine him being the same boy that boisterously announced its greatness and fought without rest to prove its strength. Her fingers trailed up to his head. The blue trickles of hair interlocked her fingers and softly she touched them and her own black hair dropped on the sides of his face.
A beautiful color… blue.. just like a newborn star…
Why did he always dirty this color with an ugly red blood? Why always fight and get himself injured? She had had a purpose to fight: to fight her brother. But what was his? She looked at the boy with sad eyes. Why…? Her hand passed quietly from the head to the chest. Her fingers could hear the beating of a heart through his clothes.
Such a energetic rhythm.. just like his smile..
What did he live for? To fight? To become god? Why? What was the reason to climb to the top when nothing awaited him there? Then was it to forget that he was alone? She scowled and felt her own heart tremble. He was not alone.
I am here… Can you hear me? Can you see me? Please notice me… Please…
She had the sudden urge to shout out. It felt suffocating. She wanted to help but why did he alone wanted to bear all regret, all sadness, all pain? She was here, next to him. Why wouldn't he look back at her?
Why? Why? Why?!
There were too many questions and the night didn't answer any. Her palm left his body. What could she do for a bright shining star? The distance was like heaven and earth. Could she only watch how it twinkled and disappeared from her sight behind the clouds of insanity? She could do nothing. She could never reach it. Flowers were useless and mute. She could say nothing.
Still… if a single petal reached the sky riding the wind…
She would be happy. She placed her hand once more on the face of the dreamer. That face was not that of an ogre, it was not that of a monster. She decided, she knew. He was strong. She would trust him. If a flower could do nothing but watch, she would watch over him until the end. She too, would fight to live.
I'm Tsubaki, the scentless flower….
Yes she was a scentless flower.
… but I live for you…
Tsubaki cupped both of her hands on Black star's cheek and kissed his forehead. In the midst of the night a single tsubaki bloomed.
End