Author's Note: I don't know if I will be able to do this show justice, but I'll try with this one-shot. I finished the show today.
Disclaimer: I don't own Your Lie In April. It's only on my top five favorite anime.
The Colors of Spring
She was gone. The world had been colorless since the death of his mother, but Kaori changed all that. He met her surrounded in petals of pink and all he wanted was for that moment to last forever. Then she left when the last leaf had fallen.
At the time he had all but given up the piano. She dragged him back to it kicking and screaming. Outright demanding he be her accompanist. Despite his fighting her Kaori drew him in. To her and music.
It was almost cruel of her, but she couldn't have known about the ghost of his mother. About how he could no longer hear music he played. Perhaps all he needed was that swift kick though because somehow . . . she fished him out of the ocean depths and back into the light.
Kaori taught him something his mother never did as she reeled him in. Music only shines if you put your heart and soul into it. Like he did in his first competition when all he wanted was his music to heal his mother. It's kind of funny that it was that very thing that had inspired her to become a violinist. All because she wanted to play beside him.
Now the world dulls because she is gone. The color is still there, but it is no longer so vibrant. Kousei closed his eyes as he read those last few words in her letter to him. "I've always loved you."
He stopped as a train approached and opened his eyes again to find Tsubaki. He wondered what she was doing as she strode towards him. "How ha-" Pain arched in his shin after she kicked him hard.
She pointed at him as he held where she kicked. "Don't you dare think you're alone now or anything! I'm going to stick by you forever as if we're stuck together with superglue!" His eyes widened as she blushed, "So you better get used to it!"
Spring is here again and suddenly the colors seem to be gaining their vibrant hues once more. Tsubaki . . .
Author's Note 2: I honestly don't know if this is necessarily any good. I just wanted to do something with the ending. Imagining her living through the operation is nice, but . . . I think I prefer it this way. I also apologize for how short this is. I just couldn't find a good reason to make this into some long affair. This does what I wanted.