Fuzuki leaned in and deepened the kiss with Seijiro while he wrapped his arm around her waist.
Moe gasped at the sight...her BEST friend was kissing her crush...How could you do this to me Fuzuki?!
Moe climbed out of the bushes and showed her tear-filled face to her ex-best friend to show her how much she was hurting inside.
Fuzuki turned around and began to tear when she saw Moe's face. "Moe! It-It's not-not what you think!" Fuzuki cried to Moe while reaching a hand out to her.
Moe pushed the hand away and ran in the opposite direction. ...This is for you...Fuzuki...
Fuzuki collapsed on the ground and everything around her went black.
Moe continued to run as fast as she could. She reached into her pocket and grabbed her pocket knife and 'clicked' it open. She did what she felt like she had to do...
xoxo About fifty-five years later...xoxo
A sixteen year old girl stepped onto the Koyama property. She was in the old sailor type dress that school girls wore a long time ago. She smiled as she walked into the backyard and pushed some of her purple hair out of her face and behind her ears.
"Who are you?" a bitter old woman called from inside. The old woman stepped outside and stood with her back straight and tall. Her cheeks were damp with tears from her grandaughter leaving her.
The younger girl did not answer her question but merely looked down towards the case in her hands.
"I repeat, who are you?" The elder woman said again. She seemed to stiffen when she saw the guesture the girl did. She shifted her gaze over to what was in the girls hands. It was a mere violin case. Music...she hated it. It had taken her bast friend, her daughter, and grandaughter from her. It was only something that made her fill with sadness and greif.
The purple haired girl finally looked up and looked into the woman's eyes. She still had her smile plastered on her face. She held out the case for her to take.
"M-Moe?" The woman called out. "I-Is that r-really you?" She was speachless. Was this really her old friend looking at her right now? She looked...exactly the same.
The girl smiled, put down the case, and turned away. She began to walk away when a voice called out to her.
"Please don't leave me again Moe!" Fuzuki called out to her. Fuzuki had grown old. Bitter. She couldn't stand the thought of losing her again, even if this was just her imagination.
Moe stopped walking. She let a tear fall and a bright light surrounded her. She turned around and appeared right infront of Fuzuki. She smiled and wiped away one of her best friend's tears with her thumb. The light that had appeared before had now taken her and made her invisible to the human eye.
Her true form was an angel. Not a shinigami but an angel. Her pink hair was short and her dress was frilly but she was the same person on the inside. Her name was Meroko, Yui.
"Moe!" Fuzuki called again and collapsed onto the floor but remained consious. Her hand reached for where her best friend once was. She was gone again... Fuzuki's eyes shifted to the ground and began to become tear-filled.
'Don't be sad Fuzuki-chan,' a voice called out.
"M-Moe?"
'Let's break free from the past. Move on, we have bright futures ahead of us.'
Fuzuki nodded and smiled.
Moe was truely gone but Meroko was always going to be watching over Mitsuki, Takuto, Izumi...and more importantly...her best friend...Fuzuki.