I don't think anyone would like a tragedy dedicated to them…. but bah, screw this.
24ji, this is for you.
Now go put your account to use and publish a story already! :P
*I'm considering turning this one-shot into a multi-chapter. Thoughts?
*Blaaah, I format weird. XD
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"I don't have the exact word
I can't find the right word
But we call it "LOVE", that obscure feeling we all feel.
That obscure feeling I feel this instant."
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I awoke to the smell of strawberries. I opened one eye to see a mess of blond sleeping soundly next to me.
I smiled, as I embraced it. "Morning," I murmured in it's ear.
"Nagihiko, I am trying to sleep. Let go."
I chuckled, "why are you so cold, darling."
"I'm not, it's hot today, and I don't want to get heat-stroke due to your body-heat."
"Fine, fine." I sat up, staring at our bedroom.
Rima and I have been married for four years. Four glorious years. We just had our first child, y'know.
Her name is Natsu, we had her July 14, she's turning 3 this year.
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"Papa," I heard Natsu call. "Papa!"
I grinned, patting her on the head. "Natsu!"
"Papa," she grinned.
Yeah, Papa is only word she knows so far. Well that, and "Mama."
"You should be heading to work soon," Rima noted, eyes on the clock.
"Mama!" Natsu cried.
I chuckled taking the car keys, and headed outside.
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I was half-way in my car, until I heard gun-shots. Just I as heard those gun-shots a felt something piercing through my stomach. Just as I felt that pierce, I saw blood poor from my middle. As I saw that, I fainted.
Before I fainted, I heard a, "take that you little-fuck."
And while unconscious, I wondered who could have said that…
…and who could have shot me.
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To think that I would leave my dearest friends...without even telling them...
To think that I would leave my only daughter…
To think that I would leave Rima, my other half.
The one that completes me.
The one that I love.
I'm sorry for being so useless, everyone...I'm so sorry for leaving.
All I could see was black. All I could feel was the numbness of my limbs. All I could hear were the faint noises of loud machines and the distressed yells of people...or more accurately doctors.
My electrocardiography was letting out a constant, loud beep.
It never paused.
It stayed constant.
That meant that my heart had stopped beating.
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''He's crashing!''
''Code Blue! Get the crash-cart!''
Their calls and voices were heavily muffled by the that annoying sound.
''Ready? CLEAR!''
A violent shock ran through my body as I jerked.
But the noise never changed.
''Nothing! Again! CLEAR!''
Another jolt.
Another failure.
''Still nothing! CLEAR!''
It repeated itself...
''Goddammit! Stay with us, Nagihiko! CLEAR!''
Again...
''One more time! CLEAR!''
...Though by now it was definite.
''...Time of death, 15:40 pm...''
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World Apart
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How would you define being surprised?
Would you define being surprised as seeing you've gotten a perfect score on a test you swear you would fail.
How about having a surprise birthday party, when you forgot your own birthday?
Try, awaking in a hospital, when you've already been declared dead in another.
Try, finding out the life you've been supposedly living for all your life was simply one long dream brought by a coma you've been in for 10 years.
Try, having a doctor tell you they almost pulled the plug on you if you hadn't woken up the day before they would.
My entire life was false. Everything, everyone….they were all in my head.
I was living in a warped world.
A fake world.
A world I'll never see again...
"You must be hungry," a voice said.
It was probably another nurse, many of them have been coming in and out checking up and me...
"I guess." I didn't even look at her. I was too busy thinking.
"You haven't eaten a solid piece of food since 10 years, you must be," she said.
Rima, Natsu, Amu, Tadase, Kukai, and Yaya...were they all just figments of my imagination?
"Rima..." I whispered, completely unaware I uttered the name in the first place.
"H-how do you know my name?" The nurse asked.
"What?" I looked up at her.
"You said my name," she said. "Rima. That's my name."
I froze.
Staring at me was a spitting image a girl I've supposedly been married for 4 years.
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Yoru no Mukou
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I rubbed my temple in hopes of stilling the constant throbbing.
"A-are you okay?" She asked.
"Yeah, just a headache."
"Um…" she trailed.
"Your name right," I murmur, "Well um. There's a person I use to know named Rima, and I was just thinking of her is all."
"Oh," she said, staring at me oddly. "Well I should get your food ready…"
No wait.
Come back, you're the person I know.
You're the one I've been in love with all my life.
I understand it won't reach her, just as I know it's helpless to try and think it will.
But still...
I sighed, turning away.
"Oh, by the way," She said, coming back it, "I'll be your nurse for the few months as you enter rehabilitation, and visit psychologists. Oh, do you have any requests for meals, while I'm out?"
My chest tightened.
Same voice.
Same way she tilts her head as she speaks.
Same face.
Same girl I love...
"No," I plastered a smile.
I just can't take this, seeing a girl I've been in love with for so long not know me at all….and knowing I can't return to my other life.
It was all a dream after all….
I take a deep breath.
I'm going to have to stay here, even if my heart is broken. So I guess I'll have to make things work.
Make my dream a reality.
Make a girl who doesn't even know me fall in love with me.
And get us a child that never even existed.
I sigh, covering my face with my shaky hand.
I can't say it, but...'I love you, Rima. I truly do. And somewhere in your heart...you did too.'
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"We fall in love with somebody, even if we have a bitter experience with love itself..."
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