Flowers.
It didn't suit her.
Kaito and Aoko were just lazing in a vast garden, talking and arguing about many pointless stuff.
But that's how they communicate.
They saw a few kids playing on their own and a girl had finished making a flower head wreath and handed it over to her friend.
As the rest were making one for their own and putting them on their heads, Aoko smiled and watched them with a softened look.
He chuckled. "You look like a pedophile."
"But they are adorable. The flowers on their head especially, it's so beautiful." Aoko sighed heavenly.
"Then make one yourself, what's the big deal here?"
Aoko scoffed, leaning back heavily on her seat and imagined for a bit. She shook her head and laughed "It doesn't suit me."
Kaito stared at her for a moment and nodded his head.
.
.
"Yeah."
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The funeral was held three days after Aoko was killed in a car accident. Her death was too sudden and nobody was able to accept it.
"She's so beautiful, how could God take her away just like that?"
The flower head wreath that Keiko specially made was set perfectly on her head, her face looked so peaceful... but...
.
.
"It looks damn horrible on you."
A/N: A very short one.
angst again haha. Don't know if I should even continue my multi-one shot zzz