Letters to Come
Haji was gone and wasn't coming back Saya thought to herself. Her thirty year slumber had already passed, and now fully awake. In remembrance of him she decided to keep her hair long in the same style of which she first met him all those years ago. Ever regretting she wished she had taken a picture of him before he had passed. The only one she had was the one she printed out from the library in Paris, of the two of them together in 1883.
Haji…I know your wish was for me to live, but I can't knowing that you are not with me right now…not by my side…leaving me alone.
Saya couldn't help but trying to fight her silent tears from Kai and her now grown up nieces. They grown with such beauty, very loving toward each other with some minor disagreements but that was expected about having twin sisters. She wondered what Diva would think if she was still alive today to see how her daughters have become. Kai sure did a great job in raising them, filled them with love, and good morals. Kai did as he told her before she slept. He was going to be exactly like their father. Lay out in the sun to tan, drink beer, and run the now new Omoro, which he dedicated it to George their father.
Sitting out at her favorite spot in Okinawa by the water, she picked up her bow and began to strum away at the chords on her cello watching everyone else having a great time. Indeed learning to play the cello was another hobby dedicated to Haji, which she was able to catch on very quickly. All those years later she had the skill to pick up on the instrument The sun was setting but she kept on playing. Her eye closed and was concentrating on every note. Every stroke from her bow and every note she made were for Haji. To her she was able imagine that he was right next to her playing together hitting every note as one. Even though he wasn't with her physically but strangely enough she could feel him while playing. Perhaps this was why he played so much; perhaps he was able to feel her as well when he played.
"Saya, we're heading back home, it's starting to get dark." Kai told her. Looking up at him she answered back, "Alright I'll be there in a second." Saya carefully packed up her cello in her case, looked up at the now dark sky once more, and headed into the car.
(In Saya's bedroom)
Sitting on the edge of her bed she peered at her window. There was full moon up tonight. How the moonlight glistened on the ground outside. It made the clouds look as thought they were dancing. She almost see a cloud shaped like Haji, but she knew it was just mere wishful thinking. Then there was on her door. "Saya may I come in?" It was Kai checking up on her again. He's been doing this since she first had woken up, but he did it with good intention as a loving brother.
"Saya aren't you tired? It's practically three in the morning, what's keeping you up?" The most she could was just one word, "Haji." Kai just stared at her recognizing the despair that she been through since her awaking. "I know this hard for you, but please don't waste your life away by wilting with tears and bad memories. Good times will come, it's all in the matter of waiting." Kai gave his sister a loving hug, and Saya accepted the hug by holding on tight. "Thank you Kai, thank you being here." "Saya you should really get some sleep, tomorrow will be a better day, and keep your head high. Good night Saya." "Good night Kai." Then Kai closed the door behind him, and Saya pulled her covers over her and closed her eyes in hope that Haji will come to her in her dreams.
(The Next Morning)
The sunlight beamed through Saya's window, which caused her wake up. It was another beautiful spring day in Okinawa. Saya stared at the ceiling not wanting to get out of bed, but she knew if she didn't Kai was going to make sure she did. To prevent the unwelcoming experience Saya finally got out of bed to take a shower. While standing in the shower and having the water soak her slender body, she just thought about some memories from the past. The kiss that they exchanged on the stage of the Met, how he wanted her to live, and then his finally words to her. I love you, which echoed in her head.
Stepping out the shower, she dried off with a towel and changed into a plain light pink spaghetti strapped knee length dress that was not very revealing, and a pair of matching wedged sandals that tied up a little past her ankles. Looking in front of a mirror she combed her hair, and styled it like she use to all those years ago with a beret on the back and few loose bangs on the sides.
Walking down stairs she headed towards the kitchen for some breakfast. Her stomach was making some awful noises, having not losing her appetite was the one thing that was steadfast. She had boiled eggs that Kai made her, because he knew that was her favorite dish. When she was done eating Kai walked up to Saya and handed her a letter that came in the mail that morning. "This came for you, there's no name by who it's from." Saya held the letter and stared it for a few minutes in bewilderment. Who could it be from? The anticipation build up so quickly she ripped open the envelop, and pulled out the letter. The handwriting was so perfect that it looked like it was calligraphy.
My Dearest Saya,
Perhaps by now you are awake from your thirty- year sleep. I know that you are experiencing much pain due to the fact that I am not with you right now. You will be receiving more letters soon, and please do follow them.
Haji.
P.S. I love you.
I know that this is like a copy from the movie P.S. I Love You, but it's my take of the two stories together. This is my very first fanfiction, I hope you liked it. Please be patient, and I will have more written soon. But please do submit reviews, let me know what you think and what should be worked on. Thanks.
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