Disclaimer: I am not Rumiko Takashi
Raindrops
Prologue:
The rain. ………Relentless, unforgiving……….the clear drops fell from above, crashing down upon the now blood stained grass causing the entire meadow to be carpeted by smooth crimson. Eyes seeing nothing, hands felling nothing, mind thinking nothing the body began its journey as it prepared to shut down.
"Baka!!………………Wait"……………. "Its not too late we can treat the wound, ahhhhhhhhhhh if wed only acted fast-"………….
voices, shouting through the rain, just tickling the ears. The wounds caused by the stab continued too bleed causing the body too loose blood, vital, precious blood.
'Good-bye' the word flashed across the brain………..no strength to utter them…-wished that they'd understand…wishing friends, no family a final farewell the body embraced the now inevitable darkness and prepared to………….