I Promised You
Sakura, when I was on my deathbed, I promised you that I would continue to watch over you, and love you. Death will never part us.
There are a lot of things that makes me wonder…
Like what's the last taste I want in me…
The last sound…
Or the last sight…
I know what I would've wanted when that last day would come. It's you, Sakura.
I remember your lips on top of mines. I remember your taste; strawberries and chocolate.
I remember you screaming my name along with the flat lining of my dead heart.
And I remember…I remember your beautiful face, the face that I can never touch again.
"I promise," were the final words I choked out. And I was gone.
And now, 15 years has passed after I have left you in body, but not spirit. And Ying Fa, I couldn't be more proud of you as I am now.
Our twins, Ran and Seth, finally in high school. You, a single mother and planning to stay that way until the day you die. And me, the proud father watching over his family from heaven.
Seth, the little one, dating a girl that you were afraid would take him away from you. Oh, I remember the tears you shed when you remembered your brother, Touya, thought that way as well when you were with me.
Touya's funeral was held alongside with your father's after a plane crash, a sudden death. Tomoyo and Eriol, now married, crying and comforting you.
Yes, I still think he's a blue-haired freak.
Sakura, do you remember me? Do you think of me everyday, every moment? I realize I was foolish and selfish whenever I think about that everytime I see your tears after you look at our photo album we put together one month before I died.
I remember the skills I taught myself to become a poltergeist, just to communicate with you and to touch you.
The notes we passed back in forth from technology to just paper. The way you would practically shiver in the cold whenever I would try to touch you in a ghostly way. You were so stubborn; you didn't want me to let you go.
And then, the happiest day of our son's life: Seth marrying the girl of his dreams. I remember the pain that etched in my heart and soul when I saw your tears, wishing it was you and I in the altar.
Soon, my cherry blossom, soon.
The final day has come, Ying Fa.
What's the last taste do you want?
What's the last sound?
The last sight?
Tears of happiness slid down your cheeks, and your beautiful smile is still plastered on your lips.
Our kids and grandchildren barges in the room, full of tears and anguish. They hold your frail, cold body, now lifeless.
You turn around with a sad smile on your face, and no more tears to shed.
You look down, and see yourself when you were younger. The last time you were truly happy, the last time you were with me.
You turn around…
"Hello Sakura…"
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Author's Notes: Hello my dear ducklings. I have decided to make a one-shot, and decided that since I was in a melancholy mood, I should make a story on that mood. What do you think?
I will continue the story Teach me to be the Perfect Wife as soon as I finish the second chapter. Trust me, I had too many ideas for the next chapter, and I wanted the best for you guys. Don't forget to tell me what you think on this story and that one too!
Blossomed X is outta here!