A/N: Wanted to write something about Full Moon, so just thought about it (kind of vaguely) for a week or so before settling on an idea...
Then I spent even longer hesitating (I can't write really sad scenes well because I'd start crying halfway and chicken out, but I was okay with this one.)
Material is used from both the anime and manga, so there will be spoilers ahead.
Look up for the full moon, shining brightly in the night sky
Mitsuki bowed, feeling the adrenaline run through her. The happiness she always got from singing. The happiness she now had from living. She remembered her grandmother's words. "Living an ordinary life... holding lots of little happinesses...or...dying, holding one big happiness...I think either is acceptable." She smiled at the thought. Grandmother... I'm not just doing that... I'm living in big happinesses now.
I've found a place where I can shine... she thought to herself, grateful that she had a chance to live, knowing that Eichi wouldn't mind. Nothing could taint her happiness.
Above her, the full moon shone brightly, accompanied by the sparkling stars, scattered like diamond dust across the velvet carpet of the heavens. She looked up, breathing in the crisp night air, and smiled to herself. She had always thought that she was alone, a lone moon in the vast sky, but she had finally opened her eyes to all those around her. Eichi hadn't been the only one... there had been Meroko... Izumi... Wakaoji... Ooshige... they had all helped her.
Most of all... Takuto. He had been determined to make her survive. Together, they had created the transient, but beautiful, dream of the Full Moon. Anything too beautiful would never be able to last. She knew that. Everyone did. She couldn't make the dream last forever, but she could make it shine even brighter. Even if it's just for that moment, even if it would become nothing but a mere memory, even if it would fade to nothingness in the relentless march of time, it would have been there. The Full Moon.
The shinigami had listened, feeling Mitsuki's feelings in their hearts, the happy, yet wistful, sound of her dulcet tones communicating her emotions to everyone. The sound of her voice had lingered in the still air for a moment, holding the silence, before being broken by the applause.
Takuto struggled to hold on to the world, alone, but when the pull of memories dragged shinigami away, it was impossible to resist, no matter how much he wished to do so. He wanted to stay by Mitsuki's side, to keep the dream alive forever. He couldn't do it. He would be dragged away, to become a ghost, a spiritual entity with neither name or memories, or even a sense of self, in an instant. Takuto bade farewell to the world.
Because nothing beautiful lasts forever
No matter how hard we try to keep it alive
We can only make it shine
As brightly as it can
While it's still alive
Dreams cannot be relived
Because...
All dreams have to come to an end
A/N: The end of the "Aoiro no An'utsu" 's debut then...
BTW, for those who don't actually know Japanese, or haven't checked translation websites and are about to, "Aoiro no An'utsu" means something like "Blue Melancholy". Feel free to point it out if I'd made a mistake in the name.