Voice pov
What was and what was to be, the connections we make, the lives we touch and yet to touch. It's funny how we who see never really see until someone we pity or feel sorry for or wonder why they still live when they miss something that we take for granted show us that we are not living that we are only shadows passing each other that we do not get involve with another life unless it benefits us in some way.
In the hospital brothers, cousins, fathers, sons and friends all looked towards the ER light as it was shut off, the flatter heart that was heard and caused a man to shout out the name of his beloved was the only thing that hung in the air. The doctor came out looking like he had just did battle with death himself. "We've done all we could for him, his heart stopped for a moment but we got it started again." he paused. "It's up to him now."
Misaki was taken to a private room and there he slept on. His silver hair lover sat in a chair and felt so hopeless while he watched Misaki sleep. He began to write a story, the story he had put off for so long.
It was about a man that hated the world blind to all until a normal young woman who has never known what seeing was changed the man completely showing him that the world was beautiful even if you couldn't see it.
Akihiko book made it to the best sellers list the year it came out and to this day people call it the best book he has ever written. Reviews on the book were all of how love poured out of it. The male Lead was so harsh and cold but it was like an awaking to this stone heart that just broke and healed with the touch of the female lead who Akihiko named Misaki.
Akihiko's hand ran through his silver hair, he swore to himself that Aikawa was really a devil because he was 63 and she still look at least late 30s early 40s. But he aged well himself but he had an angel to thank for that; he stopped smoking at the age of forty eight. He was tired with all the deadlines he had to finish and the she-devil almost strangling him to death. He opened the door to his condo. "I'm home." he called out of habit.
"Welcome back." A sweet voice called from the kitchen. "It's cold outside so I'm making hot pot." The voice said as Akihiko came into the kitchen to see his 53 year old lover with a little gray lighting his chocolate hair, but those emerald green eyes though never could see, saw everything. "Grandpa's home." a blond blue eyed girl said standing on a stool in the kitchen.